Realms of Dread, Chapter Four

[ewancummins]

Mara answers-

''Humber....umm...yes, I think so. Is he the boss of the night soil men? I think that's where I've heard his name before, anyway.''

[BigBadQDaddy]

"Yes, he is in charge of the night soil men." Alain replies. " Have you heard anything about him? Any professes to his character or his activities? Have you perhaps ever met him?"

[VAN]

Inovidil looks at the bars and says:

"I can help, I can polymorph one of you in troll so will be more strong and can break the bars. But is it wise to break in? The other time we did we were in big troubles and honestly don't want to live this experience again. We will need to be sure of what we are doing right now. This is indeed a lead but I think I was wrong and this has nothing to do with the children. This isn't our only lead, we can go and check the warehouse Blaise checked today. If we find nothing in there then we can return."

[ewancummins]

outside the King's Tower, across a wet moat

Inovidil looks at the bars and says:

"I can help, I can polymorph one of you in troll so will be more strong and can break the bars. But is it wise to break in? The other time we did we were in big troubles and honestly don't want to live this experience again. We will need to be sure of what we are doing right now. This is indeed a lead but I think I was wrong and this has nothing to do with the children. This isn't our only lead, we can go and check the warehouse Blaise checked today. If we find nothing in there then we can return."

''Excellent idea, Ino! A troll could do it, I'm sure. Those bars don't look too sturdy. ''

Jamethon takes a moment to consider the rest of Ino's proposal, then answers-
''There's no sense in wasting time running back and forth- we are here now. We will check this lead first, and then return to see about that warehouse, unless of course we find something related to the missing children here. If we have some sort of misunderstanding with the Baron's men, I will take full responsibility for the team’s actions- I am the sergeant. That being said- let's try not to cause any unnecessary chaos or kill anybody that doesn't need killing. ''

[ewancummins]

Mara's little house

"Yes, he is in charge of the night soil men." Alain replies. " Have you heard anything about him? Any professes to his character or his activities? Have you perhaps ever met him?"

''I've never met him, no. Ummm... I recall some of the night-soilers saying that he was a nice man, and how we always treated them well. I guess he's pretty popular. One of them mentioned something about getting extra pay for extra work.''

[BigBadQDaddy]

Mara's little house


Alain looks a bit discouraged as he takes in what young Mara has said. Perhaps his theory was a bust. He gives a momentary glance at Shana before returning to his questioning.

"Mara, I am sure this is a sensitive subject for you, but it may be relevant. How long ago did you lose your friend to the mists in the marsh district?"

[ewancummins]

Mara's little house


Alain looks a bit discouraged as he takes in what young Mara has said. Perhaps his theory was a bust. He gives a momentary glance at Shana before returning to his questioning.

"Mara, I am sure this is a sensitive subject for you, but it may be relevant. How long ago did you lose your friend to the mists in the marsh district?"

''Mists? What?''

She looks about the room confusedly.

[Ken of Ghastria]

''There's no sense in wasting time running back and forth- we are here now. ... That being said- let's try not to cause any unnecessary chaos or kill anybody that doesn't need killing.''

"'Unnecessary chaos'? Pshaw. Perish the thought," says Blaise. "We'll be fine as long as we don't start turning against each other, and when does that ever happen?"

He looks to Inovidil. "So, Ino ... you can turn the person back to original form easily enough, yes? If so, then well, work your spell on me. If not, then perhaps ... oh, Ironheart would volunteer? In any event, let's get moving."

[ewancummins]

Once Ino has vast her spell, Blaise's form quickly undergoes a starling [to those who aren't used to such magic, at least] transformation. In a matter of mere seconds, he changes from a man to a hideous, hulking troll. He's even bigger and scarier-looking than Ironheart!

Jamethon approaches the new and improved Blaise and says-

''Alright, try to remember that you are really a human, Blaise. Now go open that grate! I'm pretty sure you can wade through the muck unharmed, in your current form.''


[OOC- This assumes that Ino will go through with casting the spell on Blaise. Let me know if I have assumed wrongly.]

[ewancummins]

Morningmist Hall


Rolf the nightwatchman walks his rounds with a drooping head and slow gait. He wearily lifts his lantern to inspect the gates, then moves along to...


''Hey, who goes there?''

Alert now, Rolf peers through the wrought iron gate at the plain -looking blonde girl. Her simple brown dress with its little red-orange dawn-badge marks her as temple staff- a scullery maid or perhaps a laundress, by the looks of her.

''Out a bit late, aren't ye, missie?''

[steveflam]

'Yes I am, sir. I was wondering if I may go inside the Temple and pray? Me duties is done, sir. I won't be long, I promise." She smiles warmly at the man. Unbeknownst to the man, a small straight peice of iron is in one of her hands.

[ewancummins]

'Yes I am, sir. I was wondering if I may go inside the Temple and pray? Me duties is done, sir. I won't be long, I promise." She smiles warmly at the man.

Rolf looks at the girl, then out past her into the night, then back at her. He seems to consider what she's said for a minute or so, then nods slowly and replies-


''Well....I guess it wouldn't hurt none, seeing as it's just ye an' you're on the staff. Try not to wake the priests, though. Many have missed their rest on account of our great loss, as well y'know. Such a shame...''

He unlocks the smaller servants' gate to admit the girl.

[steveflam]

"Yes, quite the shame sir. Thank you for letting me go pray." Once she is past the gate she utters a few words none to loud, and moves her fingers slightly. Turning she casts her spell at poor unsuspecting Rolf.

[ewancummins]

''Eh, did ye say some....''

Rolf freezes in place beside the open gate. He finds himself suddenly without the power to move his limbs, but his senses are very much intact. A charnel-house odor rises on the night-breeze, roiling his guts, yet he is unable even to retch.

His head is turned just far enough towards the gate that he sees what is coming towards him from the black mouths of half a dozen alleys beyond the gate...

Dozens and dozens of walking dead men, some just skeletons and others blackened and bloated corpses. The horde of the living dead makes little more din than a soft scuttling sound, as of so many rats, as they trudge towards the gate and the terrified, paralyzed watchman.

[steveflam]

The woman laughs lightly, grinning at poor old Rolf. "Oh fellas, eat up, and don't leave any bones this time, please." She points at a dark elf zombie "You, fetch me the others, it is time for our little party to start!"