Death House

[ewancummins]

Gnorric turns to his companions.
"I noticed something odd in the kitchen. The utensils are clean, stacked up neatly. But the towels aren't damp, though it is not warm or sunny today. And there's really no indication anybody has eaten recently. No food waste, nothing like that. I don't smell cooking grease. It's too clean."
He scowls.
"Like a stage for a play."

[VAN]

"Really? That's interesting another clue that this is a trap. Let me try it, we don't know for how long we will be here, we will need to eat at some point."

Van takes a knife and tries some bread and cheese, small bite in order to see if it's safe to eat it.

[alhoon]

The dwarf rudely elbows Van, making the human stop. He growls angrily "Too many hits on the head, human? Your kind can't withstand poison. Give me that bread and get out of the way weakling."
Burdur grabs the bread tears a small piece and eats it. He makes a frown. "Bland, human food. I feel OK for the time, although this is particularly tasteless food, even for humans." he complains and falls into a rant, that extends to minutes, about how bad the food of other races, particularly elves, is. He follows the party around as they explore, complaining about their food and ale, very much alive and as grumpy as ever.

[ewancummins]

The dwarf rudely elbows Van, making the human stop. He growls angrily "Too many hits on the head, human? Your kind can't withstand poison. Give me that bread and get out of the way weakling."
Burdur grabs the bread tears a small piece and eats it. He makes a frown. "Bland, human food. I feel OK for the time, although this is particularly tasteless food, even for humans." he complains and falls into a rant, that extends to minutes, about how bad the food of other races, particularly elves, is. He follows the party around as they explore, complaining about their food and ale, very much alive and as grumpy as ever.

Gnorric says, ''I've heard that Dwarves can drink beer like nobody's business, but that they cannot stomach wine. Is that true? A weakness of the dwarven race?"

[steveflam]

The dwarf rudely elbows Van, making the human stop. He growls angrily "Too many hits on the head, human? Your kind can't withstand poison. Give me that bread and get out of the way weakling."
Burdur grabs the bread tears a small piece and eats it. He makes a frown. "Bland, human food. I feel OK for the time, although this is particularly tasteless food, even for humans." he complains and falls into a rant, that extends to minutes, about how bad the food of other races, particularly elves, is. He follows the party around as they explore, complaining about their food and ale, very much alive and as grumpy as ever.

Gnorric says, ''I've heard that Dwarves can drink beer like nobody's business, but that they cannot stomach wine. Is that true? A weakness of the dwarven race?"

"I also heard that they can eat stones. Burdur, others might complain about dwarven sustenace, so it is all relative."

[ewancummins]

The dwarf rudely elbows Van, making the human stop. He growls angrily "Too many hits on the head, human? Your kind can't withstand poison. Give me that bread and get out of the way weakling."
Burdur grabs the bread tears a small piece and eats it. He makes a frown. "Bland, human food. I feel OK for the time, although this is particularly tasteless food, even for humans." he complains and falls into a rant, that extends to minutes, about how bad the food of other races, particularly elves, is. He follows the party around as they explore, complaining about their food and ale, very much alive and as grumpy as ever.

Gnorric says, ''I've heard that Dwarves can drink beer like nobody's business, but that they cannot stomach wine. Is that true? A weakness of the dwarven race?"

"I also heard that they can eat stones. Burdur, others might complain about dwarven sustenace, so it is all relative."

''Maybe it's just that even a sip of wine makes them get all dizzy? It's too strong for them. No shame in that."
Gnorric shrugs.
"Come to think of it, we found wine in the other room..."

[VAN]

Van smiles with the gnomes jokes but still doesn't want the dwarf to get mad with them, he has seen how moody he can be.

"Come on guys, dwarves are known for their constitution. I'm sure they can drink as much they want even wine and no beer is a much to a dwarven made one. Now, Burdur, can you try the water as well? You are right that it's better if you do it you are more resistant to poison than me."

[ewancummins]

Van smiles with the gnomes jokes but still doesn't want the dwarf to get mad with them, he has seen how moody he can be.

"Come on guys, dwarves are known for their constitution. I'm sure they can drink as much they want even wine and no beer is a much to a dwarven made one. Now, Burdur, can you try the water as well? You are right that it's better if you do it you are more resistant to poison than me."

''Ha, you are right, Van. Of course that stuff I heard about dwarves and wine can't be right. And of course Burdur was right when he volunteered to test that food in your stead."
The gnome smiles.
"After all, compared with a Dwarf, we are all weaklings."

[alhoon]

Gnorric's taunts seem to work perfectly. The tone of his raspy voice is obnoxious to the right degree, challenging at the right degree and he words exactly the right words to make the dwarf nearly see red... but not cause a permanent rift that would lead to problems.
Burdur, red and angry heads back to the pantry, grabs a wine pitcher and gulps down a significant portion, the red vintage spilling on his beard and armor. He locks eyes with the gnome and without words throws the pitcher on the floor right in front of their feet. Pieces of pottery and red wine fly everywhere, dousing the gnomes. There's no carpet in the kitchen so the wine pools here and there.

[Ken of Ghastria]

"Enough with the taunting, please," pleads Vorj. His voice isn't harsh, simply tired. "Especially not in THIS house."

He looks at Gnorric. "Well spotted about the lack of refuse. I agree. It does seem as though this house has been staged. If so, we're the players, and we don't know the script. And we can't discount that there's something arcane about the house itself. Gnorric, I know you've seen the odd symbols on the wood and on the wallpaper. This is MORE than just poor taste in decoration."

He walks over to Burdur. "Calm yourself, sir. Please."

"Van... Where are you going next?"

[steveflam]

Bhundur will inspect the strange symbols his brother uncovered.

[VAN]

Van waits Bhunder to study the creepy engravings and then says:

"There is only one room left, so lets try that one. The basement entrance should be there. I'll go first."

[ewancummins]

GNORRIC calmly cleans himself with one of the kitchen towels and some water.


(He watches the dwarf for any sign of poisoning or odd-- for a dwarf-- behavior. He will also snag a bottle of wine, preferably the opened bottle if the dwarf had poured wine from that into the pitcher.)

[ewancummins]

He looks at Gnorric. "Well spotted about the lack of refuse. I agree. It does seem as though this house has been staged. If so, we're the players, and we don't know the script. And we can't discount that there's something arcane about the house itself. Gnorric, I know you've seen the odd symbols on the wood and on the wallpaper. This is MORE than just poor taste in decoration."

"I think you are right, Vorj. I don't know what it all means. But there is something weird here. Should we strip some of the wall paper to see what's underneath? Maybe to examine with a light held behind it? I'm just tossing out ideas..."

[kintire]

Kimber bows to Burdur.

"I for one do not doubt you have done a courageous thing here. The knowledge that food is safe is vital. Please, do not allow these Gnomes to enrage you. They are just foolish, and under stress from this strange situation."

She takes some of the food as provisions, selecting foods that are easy to carry and will keep, such as cheeses