Into the Tomb #RPG #DND


Approaching the Obelisk that marked the entrance to the tomb Tyria and Kildrak both sensed that something was different. A little investigation indicated that some other people, humans, had been here recently. But the numbers and how long ago were impossible to determine.

In the entry room, they did notice that the first door was locked. And Tyria happened to notice that there was a string attached to the door on the other side, just catching it in a trick of the light that was visible on the other side of the door. Nisaven was able to burn the string away with a little arcane fire before the group quietly unlocked the door.

The group quietly crept through the corridors, led by Kildrak. Until he came into the second entry room, only to find two human soldiers in strange armor standing guard behind a makeshift wooden barricade.

“What do we have here? A Stunt? begone Stunt, you and the pecks behind you, this is not your place.”

At the word of the insults Nisaven reacted immediately. Casting a fireball into the room, which flared into brightness. At the same time, Kildrak and Tyria had rushed into the room to punish the humans for their insults.

This damage was too much for the guards, both falling. Tyria followed by peering down the corridor behind the guards, followed by Nisaven and Alecto. Gromly joined Kildrak in examining the arms and armor of these strangely armored guards.

Which meant the 2 dwarves were the only ones in the room when the rest of the guards and the rogue Senetio emerged from their hidden guard room. Gromly and Kildrak stood to fight the guards. Only to have Nisaven pop back into the room and unleash his Wand of Fear. Which caused the soldiers, Senetio and Kildrak to all flee the room in different directions.

While this was happening Tyria had come upon the Priest Ripanus in the temple Sanctuary. The Priest reacted with anger at the presence of this little creature and flung insults. To which Tyria responded by leaping upon the altar and unleashing a fusillade of blows from her staff and feet. The Priest was stunned, called upon the power of his God, but it was too late.

Kildrak by this time had recovered from his fear but was unable to keep pace with Senetio as he fled, so he returned to the room. While Gromly held the door to the guards room, in case they recovered.

Having overcome the Priest, Tyria and Nisaven moved to investigate the Sanctuary. And opened the hidden door on the opposite side just as Gaius and Proculius were coming to investigate all of the explosions. 

Proculius employed a spell to freeze Tyria. And Gaius shoved her aside to find other foes. At this time, Kildrak had finally returned and moved to battle Gaius. A fierce fight then ensued. While Nisaven and Alecto tried to overcome the magics of Proculius. 

Eventually, Kildrak was able to overcome Gaius, and Tyria was able to rise and vanquish Proculius. While Gromly found and finished the remaining soldiers. Only Senetio was able to escape the party’s wrath. Having fled, stealing Nisaven’s war pony. Gromly assured the party that there was no way that a man with no supplies or winter clothing could survive long out in the elements. 

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Exciting news, maybe get out from behind the screen #RPG #Deadlands

Rupert looked up from his breakfast meal. He wasn’t sure what had got his attention. But he was glad he had looked up. Because he was able to take a moment between bites to marvel once again at the magnificent vista before him. This truly was the most beautiful land he had ever laid eyes on, and it still put the hook in him, years after first coming west. 

He could remember that first real look like it was yesterday. He had run away from the group home in Saint Louis where he spent his childhood. Always big for his age, he had been able to convince the army recruiter that he was 18, even though he was only 16. He was issued his uniform and rifle and shipped out west on a train car. They pulled into the station when it was just dawning, and he would never forget the sight of the mountains turning pink in the early rays of morning sun. He had been struck dumb by the beauty of it.

He got a dressing down by the Corporal for that, not the last one he got in his time in the army. He was an indifferent soldier at best, prone to day dreaming when he should have been performing his duties. So no one was upset when he parted terms with the army after his enlistment term was up. 

He took his last pay and bonus, bought some supplies and took the first job he could that would help him get into the mountains. After that he spent a year or two (time got away from you out in the wilderness) trekking in the mountains. Making just enough from trapping, hunting and occasionally tracking to buy supplies that he couldn’t make for himself and to help him get through the cold times. 

Now he spent his time mostly alone, living in a simple cabin he had made, in his beloved mountains. There had been rumors of more people coming into this territory. Maybe even trying to claim the land, as if anyone could claim to own this land. That angered him, which was unusual given how slow he was to anger.

He still wasn’t sure what had shifted his attention but something made him get up and look around. Maybe it was time for a trip into town, no particular reason for it, just an itch in the back of his neck. The kind of itch he had learned to listen to over the years, it had saved his neck more than a few times.

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