The Fall of House Pancrazio Chapter Three

PathOfDreams · Post by **PathOfDreams** » Sun Oct 18, 2009 7:13 pm

Goran remains still as the rotten corpses charge past. The ranger observes the rest of the group to be assured they are aware of the oncoming threat. Confident they can handle it he slowly he peers into the hole of the ceiling and finds what Tristan has gazed upon...

Then the wooshing sound of fire being blown is heard as Goran swings the torch around in front of him and further examines the mound on the floor of the damp earthen tunnel. (1)

Then, as if just caught be the horrific idea, the woodsman again nears his torch to the ceiling as if to check for it caving in on him. Goran whispers looking back at the mound, "That thing will birthing itself from there shortly Tristan, we could let it join in the fight against our friends and go further down the tunnel." Then, after a short pause, "Or we must void our blessing from Ezra to aid them and destroy it now."

(1) Spot check, result 9

ewancummins · Post by **ewancummins** » Sun Oct 18, 2009 7:27 pm

-Whispering-''Let's keep going- but not so far as to get out of sight or hearing of the rest of our party. If the others are hard-pressed, we can double back to help them, striking the enemy by surpirse.''

Tristan doesn't quite run, but he does walk very swiftly, hoping to reach the far side of the low mound before the owner of that horrid yellow hand excavates itself from the soil.

RocEter · Post by **RocEter** » Sun Oct 18, 2009 11:03 pm

Julian moves himself in front of his Brother and Harold, he raises shield and readies himself for an attack. Julian tries to think of what kind of undead they are up against for types of weaknesses. (1)(2)

1.Knowledge Religion 1d20+5=16

2. Initiative 1d20=18

JMaytr · Post by **JMaytr** » Mon Oct 19, 2009 2:54 am

Sir Julian and Tahl stand ready, their shields before them firm against the oncoming charge. The reek of the grave is thick and palpable, threatening to over power the entire group.

Sebastian yells out his words of power, but this seems to only anger the foul things running towards the group still near the gate, the eyes of the creatures blazing red.

(OCC-It is now the top of the round, the three corpse things are 10' from the gate, and 10' away from Goran and Tristan. The mound is 10' in front of Tristan and Goran.)

JMaytr · Post by **JMaytr** » Mon Oct 19, 2009 2:05 pm

ALONG THE ROAD-

Agna watches as the gypsies move about the wreckage, clearing debris off the road. One of the other men attends to Emilio's arm, applying a foul smelling, molasses like paste, to it.

Iosif approaches Agna.

He caresses her shoulder in a gentle, almost familiar way and then moves a stray hair from her eyes to behind her ear.

"Frumoasa fata, ma bucur sa ajute. You are a very beautiful woman I am seeing. Your companion is lucky to be traveling in your company. Even luckier that we were also traveling this way. My aunt Nadezhda is most eager to speak to you girl. She is there,"

Iosif points to the third wagon in the train. It is dark wood with a multicolored painted canopy. Strange symbols that seem both simultaneously comforting and frightening to Agna, were painted all over the wagon. A wooden door, behind a colorful beaded curtain in the wagons rear, opens slowly as if Iosif's voice were the magic key.

"And she is waiting for you. Deschide inima ta la ea. "

Griselda · Post by **Griselda** » Mon Oct 19, 2009 11:36 pm

Agna watches as Emilio's injury is tended, thinking it would be wise to keep him in sight lest she need to translate (she still can't believe she just did that) or otherwise ensure things are calm, including herself. Iosip's hand on her shoulder causes her to jump slightly, and she looks a little embarrassed at her reaction. "I'm sorry," she whispers. As he brushes away the stray hair, the ensuing tangle of emotion -- shyness, interest, fear, and a single pale thread that could be pleasure -- makes her feel dizzy. She wants to say something in reply, but can't quite find anything eloquent enough to express what she is thinking. Then Iosip points her toward the wagon and tells her about Nadezhda. Agna can barely speak.

"N-no, I should -- I should...." She should stay with Emilio, she should be getting back to the house, but what she should do is go, because an elder has asked for her. Like the language she knew without thinking, she knows this too.

Shivering, Agna approaches the wagon like one in a dream. The paint job is incredible, so beautiful, she could lose time just staring at it. Did she ever know wagons like this, ride in one? She ventures up to the back steps, nervously twisting her fingers. She swallows and manages to say, "Madame Nadezhda?"

ewancummins · Post by **ewancummins** » Tue Oct 20, 2009 10:56 am

''Bastian's hoodoo isn't doing the trick! Maybe the others will need our help?''

Tristan indicates Goran's rope.

''Let's set up a tripline. If things don't go well at the gate, we can rush over and trip the ghoulies, and our friends can clobber them!''

Rock of the Fraternity · Wed Oct 21, 2009 9:06 am

Harold curses sulfurously when he sees the walking corpses coming, and whips a wand out of his belt. "Don't look into this!" the old man hisses at the younger ones as he jabs the slender end of wood past them, and squeezes what looks like a knothole. Bright, multi-coloured light erupts from the wand into the oncoming ghouls' eyes, and Harold backs further away.

(OOC: Using my wand of Colour Spray on the nasties, then moving back, using the other people nearby for cover. Harold should still be under the effect of Mage Armor at this time.)

Varrus the Ethical · Post by **Varrus the Ethical** » Wed Oct 21, 2009 9:19 am

While standing behind his elder brother, Sebastian gives Harold room to move up and use his wand. He then draws upon Ezra to place a ward against evil on Julian.

(OOC: when his turn comes up, Sebastian will cast Protection from Evil on Julian.

PathOfDreams · Post by **PathOfDreams** » Fri Oct 23, 2009 12:31 pm

While following Tristan to the far side of the mound, he remains focused primarily on the creature exhuming itself. With a shutter more out of discust than of fear, Goran replies "As much as I would enjoy sinking my blades deep into their dead flesh, I think it best for us to move ahead while we still carry her almighty's blessing."

With hatchet in hand, Goran continues cautiously beyond the houndsman down the tunnel, he whispers once again "That's not to say that I don't like your plan. It's a sound move, but I think those brutes can handle it for atleast a few more moments."

Goran's oil torch leads the way down the passage.

Initiative = 19

JMaytr · Post by **JMaytr** » Fri Oct 23, 2009 3:38 pm

IN THE TUNNELS-

Tahl takes a quick step towards the oncoming corpse things lashing out silently with his thin blade. His sword slashes through dead flesh as if it were water. That is when Tahl gets his first good look at the things.

Corpse like as they were, the maws of the things have been hideously augmented, as if crossed with a large canine. Rows of sharp black teeth snap down ferociously like a starved hound. The eyes of the creatures burn hot like embers in a fire (1).

The monster that Tahl attacked lashes out with these snapping jaws onto the elf's shoulder tearing flesh beneath armor. The creature then swings at Tahl not once but twice, striking true the second blow (2).

The other two creatures rush past the elf, their burning eyes focused on Sebastian (3).

The mound before Tristan and Goran shakes and then erupts as another foul smelling corpse thing pulls itself free. The hideous canine corpse man bellows out a terrible moan (4), its burning hot eyes staring at Tristan and Goran with unwavering hatred.

(1) WILL SAVE
(2) TAHL TAKES 2 DAMAGE FROM THE BITE AND 3 DAMAGE FROM THE CLAW +MAKES A FORT SAVE
(3) EVERYONE BY THE GATE MAKES A WILL SAVE
(4) TRISTAN AND GORAN MAKE FORT SAVES AND WILL SAVES

RocEter · Post by **RocEter** » Fri Oct 23, 2009 6:31 pm

Julian will wait for one of these creatures to come within striking distance of his blade. (1)

1. Will Save 1d20+10=23.

JMaytr · Post by **JMaytr** » Fri Oct 23, 2009 6:31 pm

IN MADAME NADEZHDA'S VARDO-

Agna steps beyond the beaded curtains into the wagon. Despite the cheerful colors and cleanness of the wagon’s exterior, the interior feels cramped and cluttered, and carries the weary smell of a place that serves as bedroom, kitchen, parlor, and transport. The bent old woman moves through the wagon with a surprising deftness that bespeaks a lifetime of such confinement. She moves a rickety stool for Agna, then settles herself like a vulture upon a low seat behind an upturned crate.

"Come child. Sit so I may see you."

Madame Nadezhda pulls from the inside of one of her many scarves: a small rectangular box wrapped in cloth. She unties the cloth, placing it over the top of the upturned crate and then places the box atop it.

"I was having a dream last night that a lost daughter of my tribe would be on the road this day and would be needing the help of her distant kin. "

Madame Nadezhda opens the box and removes a stack of cards roughly three inches by five. She shuffles these cards for a few minutes while watching Agna with a sorrowful eye. Slowly she places the cards on the crate one at a time until there are two rows in the shape of a cross, five cards in all. The backs of the cards are artistically drawn and resemble swirling smoke with cherub faces within.

JMaytr · Post by **JMaytr** » Sat Oct 24, 2009 1:37 am

IN THE TUNNELS-

Fear washes over Tahl, but he shakes it off in time to strike out at the two passing creatures. Swiftly the south paw whirls about, his blade passing deep into the stomach of the first creature and then midway through the shoulder of the other.

The creatures continue on however, coming face to face with Sir Julian and Sebastian. They both snap at Sebastian with their canine like jaws, one of them tearing the flesh of Sebastian's right arm (1).

Sir Julian feels fear trying to grip him as well but stands his ground and strikes hard against one of the creatures, his sword cutting the beast down. The knight then takes a strategic step closer to Sebastian.

(1) Sebastian takes 2 damage and must make a FORT save.

PathOfDreams · Post by **PathOfDreams** » Sat Oct 24, 2009 12:44 pm

Having spun around to witness the hideous man-beast burst from the ground, Goran whinces slightly at the screech it makes. The stench that fills the tunnel is overwhelming however. The ranger quickly turns away from Tristan as he empties his guts and spits out the taste, which soon becomes the flavor of the stench from the grave.

"I... I think... pptttt.... ppt... I think the blessing isn't strong enough for this one Tristan, take it down!"

Goran holds the torch out to keep the monster at range. He charges his small axe far behind his head then snaps it forward, sending the blade swirling towards the undead. (1)

Immediately after he releases his throw, Goran reaches for one of his longswords sheathed on his back.

(1) Missle attack (hand axe) result 1d20+6 - 2 = 21; dmg 1d6 +2 str = 3

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The Fall of House Pancrazio Chapter Three