bald_headed_yeti wrote:

"That sounds like a good idea."

Votin gets comfortable as best as he can and goes to sleep.
 

Agreeing, Votin takes his torch and returns back through the secret chute and bundling himself into a ball inside his new frayed frock, falls fast asleep.
 

SullyB74 wrote:

Tillak tries to start a fire.

[Well, Tillik wants to start fire, I just waiting for him to do so?  

I presume he meant campfire. Once lit, Narrhil will keep it burning as they sleep. If any trouble happens, he will light his own torch and rush to wake the other two, shouting at his loudest voice for them to be ready for trouble!]

 

Last edited by Caveman (8/13/2023 3:51 pm)

[Well, Narrhil will want go to the back room with with Tillak; going after Votin, this back room seems easier to defended. He will let the two of them sleep, keeping Votin torch active and putting Tillak's torch out. He (Narrhil) will sit and guard entrance for an hour with torch (search room and corpse also), then sit in darkness for another 3 hours beside entrance, listening for danger.

Once 4 hours are done, he will awaken Votin. Basically tell Votin to sit in darkness, but give him Tillak's torch to light if he hears danger approach].
 

Tillak is so tired he can't speak or decide anything for himself, so Narrhil leads him to the small secret chute in the base of far corner of the last row of bottle shelves. Narrhil pushes the warlock through the chute then himself crawls though and emerges in the 15 ft diameter domed chamber, which he notices is quite a good deal warmer than the cellar. 
the ceiling is quite low and he finds he will need to stay on his knees in here.

Votin sleeps hard beside his lit torch to your left.
In the center of the chamber is the heaped nude corpse of a man. His face frozen- contorted in agony and his skin is dehydrated to his skeleton. There is a thin gold band around one of his clawed fingers.
On the floor next to him is a quill and a spilled inkwell, long dried. Also, 6 empty green bottles identical to what you saw on the shelves in the cellar.

Tillak lies down next to Votin and joins his slumber.

In Narrhil's search of the chamber he finds a 6ft by 3ft depression (about 8 inches deep) in the stone floor on the far opposite of the secret chute opening.

Narrhil extinguishes TIllak's torch as mentioned and sits to guard the entrance with Votin's torch for the next hour or until the torch goes out...

 

Caveman wrote:

Narrhil places his blanket* on Tillak and explores the room...

While Narrhil had still got Votin's torch lit, he inspected the domed chamber. He pushes the dead corpse to the far side of room, away from his sleeping comrades, and says a few words of passing, “I know not whom you are, but may the Ashen Worm take your soul, or to whatever god you give homage to!”

He notices the gold band, and he removes it from the dead man's finger to inspect... (he has read magic if any hidden script on inside of ring). He takes the quill and empty inkwell (and stopper?) and places the two items into his pack, carefully. 'Now I just need ink,' he thinks...

He squats and  examines the depression, looking for symbols to read, or any worn region around the area, perhaps a stone slab, if pushed would open the aperture. 

If his efforts are futile, he crawls to the opening (secret chute) to the cellar room, and sits guarding from inside the dome chamber (if there is a sconce, he places the torch in it?), his footman picks close by, Tillak's torch beside him, and in the fading light of Votin's torch he examines the ring, one more time. If he cannot learn any more from it, he will place it on one of his fingers.

Narrhil, sits, the hour passes and as the torch fades, he sits in darkness, listening. Holding onto Tillak's torch and his tinderbox, ready to light it. He ponders the ruined church and his predicament.

'What was this place,' he wondered. In the dark, on his arrival he had seen little, a few out-buildings, perhaps dwellings on his arrival, but the fear of the wolves had cause him to focus only on getting into the church.

[OOC: * Not sure of folks' equipment, but if they have blankets, etc., he covers them both.]

Narrhil packs away the quill and inkwell after moving the corpse.

He finds no markings in or near the depressed stone, but it is a curious area, a 6ft by 3ft section off the floor that is 8 inches deeper that the rest.  THere are no sconces on the stone walls so he places the torch on the floor.

It is upon his second examination whilst guarding that he finally notices a small etching inside the band ,almost completely worn away. So far gone that it seems only damage but now paying only full attention it appears a more controlled scratch. 

Though try as he might Narrhil just can't get a recognition.
The moment it slips on his finger his body is flooded with warmth - his winter furs causing him to suddenly break sweat -  and all becomes clear.     [Narrhil +1000XP for old Ring of Warmness]

Later in the darkness, he realizes the buildings near the church he THINKS he remembers -- were imagination.

[OOC; and not one person brought s'mores.]

Narrhil Morrtos rolls d6 = 6

Iron Ranger wrote:

Tillak is so tired he can't speak or decide anything for himself, so Narrhil leads him to the small secret chute in the base of far corner of the last row of bottle shelves. Narrhil pushes the warlock through the chute then himself crawls though and emerges in the 15 ft diameter domed chamber, which he notices is quite a good deal warmer than the cellar. 
the ceiling is quite low and he finds he will need to stay on his knees in here.

Votin sleeps hard beside his lit torch to your left.
In the center of the chamber is the heaped nude corpse of a man. His face frozen- contorted in agony and his skin is dehydrated to his skeleton. There is a thin gold band around one of his clawed fingers.
On the floor next to him is a quill and a spilled inkwell, long dried. Also, 6 empty green bottles identical to what you saw on the shelves in the cellar.

Tillak lies down next to Votin and joins his slumber.

In Narrhil's search of the chamber he finds a 6ft by 3ft depression (about 8 inches deep) in the stone floor on the far opposite of the secret chute opening.

Narrhil extinguishes TIllak's torch as mentioned and sits to guard the entrance with Votin's torch for the next hour or until the torch goes out...

 

Tillak muses as he tries to slumber. "Cold in the expanse, cold in the dark confines. I cannot escape the cold." He grips his war pick and dozes off. 

1d6 = 5! 

Last edited by SullyB74 (8/16/2023 7:40 pm)

"Awaken Votin, it is your turn to guard the chamber. I think it has been four hours, but in this eternal darkness, I know naught!" hisses Narrhil.

Iron Ranger wrote:

[the new vigor +9 and the desperately needed rest +7 bring Votin to max! HP]
 

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