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The Unseen Servant forums • Chapter 5: Amazons of the Apocalypse
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Chapter 5: Amazons of the Apocalypse

Posted: Thu May 18, 2017 4:44 pm
by Inferno
Chapter 5: Amazons of the Apocalypse

Realm of the Warrior Maidens of Sekhmet. Third Tier of the Great Pyramid
Lost City of Khemsa, Forgotten Kingdom of Verulia, Great Eastern Desert, the World of Hyboria
Day Two. Midmorning. 14th day of the month of Yuluk, 1279th year of the Age of Aquilonia



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The explorers of the Great Pyramid emerge from the revolving corridor into the hall of The Spear. They soon stand before towering stone doors adorned with Sekhmet, ancient Verulian goddess of women and war.

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Gronda of Zembabwei meekly complies with Kiri's request to go first. Head down, the wounded savage girl softly approaches the ominous portal alone, as Attila of Hyrkanea nocks an arrow and moves behind her.

Suddenly the titanic twin doors open!

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Spears bristle in the breach, and so do the fierce, armored women that wield them.


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Through the spare opening, at least six golden spearbearers are visible and behind them, the ceilings of a vast, torchlit chamber (23).

One lion-helmed amazon barks, "Barbarians! Send forth the women. Only the women! We shall not harm them."


Actions?!


Map:
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Room 23 is not fully visible but its dimensions can be surmised.
The revolving corridor is motionless and its door are open.



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PC Status:
  • Arthfael Griogarach: Cimmerian Northman Druid 2: Move: 12", AC: 6, HP: 5/12, Spells: 4/4 1st lvl and 3/3 2nd lvl
    Attila: Hyrkanean Nomad Barbarian 2: Move: 12", AC: 1, HP: 19/21
    Garrin Locke: Argosian Atlantean Paladin 2: Move: 12", AC: 5, HP: 13/18, Laying Hands: 1/1
    Gronda: Zembabweian Savage Ranger/Thief 1/2: Move: 9", AC: 7, HP: 7/17
    Kiri Khutan: Kambujan Easterner Fighter/Magic-User 1/1: Move: 9", AC: 4, HP: 5/7, Spells: 2/2 1st lvl
    Loche: Pict Savage Thief 3: Move: 9", AC: 5, HP: 8/18
    Mako: Khitan Easterner Illusionist 2: Move: 12", AC: 7, HP: 5/6, Spells: 1/2 1st lvl, Light spell
    Roan, Son of Rune: Vanir Northman Barbarian 2: Move: 15", AC: 4, HP: 18/23, Torch
PC Magic:
  • Protection from Evil (Garrin): -2 to AC and +2 to saving throws against evil, in a 10 foot radius around Garrin.
    Healing Mists of Osorus (All): All lost HP recovered with 8 hours of sleep. Wakeful rest, or sleeping less than 8 hours, enables recovery of 1 HP per hour. Duration: "months."
    Light (Mako): Duration: 59 rounds
PC Resources:

Re: Chapter 5: Amazons of the Apocalypse

Posted: Thu May 18, 2017 5:12 pm
by wordoftheoracle
Loche quietly suggests to the party that Gronda be our 'leader' for this encounter and have all of us answer to Gronda:

Wid ye kerry oot oor leader? us lads wid stravaig aboot wi'oot purpose! We ur bit men 'n' need tae follow Granda!

He hopes the rest will think this is a good idea and continue this.

Re: Chapter 5: Amazons of the Apocalypse

Posted: Thu May 18, 2017 5:22 pm
by hedgeknight
Roan, Son of Rune

Already uncomfortable with Gronda leading the way, the Vanir is protective of her when the maidens of the Spear bark their commands. He does not fear these women. Perhaps they can help.
"I am Roan, Son of Rune. I too follow the way of the Spear. Can you help our...leader? She is injured beyond our means of healing."

Re: Chapter 5: Amazons of the Apocalypse

Posted: Thu May 18, 2017 5:51 pm
by Zhym
Arthfael waits to see if he will need to call on the spirits for help making friends with one of the warrior women.

Re: Chapter 5: Amazons of the Apocalypse

Posted: Thu May 18, 2017 7:23 pm
by OGRE MAGE
Gronda steps forward with pride, reveling in the sudden power shift. She is ready to play the part and does so with a certain glee, thinking long on her own past.

"I am forth! My name is Gronda! I am the only woman and I lead this group of barbarian dogs! We have come seeking help. And offer help in return. These men are my companions. What say you to that, sisters?"

Re: Chapter 5: Amazons of the Apocalypse

Posted: Fri May 19, 2017 12:04 pm
by ChubbyPixie
At the part where Gronda mentions leading "dogs," Kiri raises his hand briefly, smiling, as if to say "I'm one of the dogs."

Re: Chapter 5: Amazons of the Apocalypse

Posted: Fri May 19, 2017 4:22 pm
by Inferno
Realm of the Warrior Maidens of Sekhmet. Third Tier of the Great Pyramid
Lost City of Khemsa, Forgotten Kingdom of Verulia, Great Eastern Desert, the World of Hyboria
Day Two. Midmorning. 14th day of the month of Yuluk, 1279th year of the Age of Aquilonia



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At spearpoint, Gronda says, "I am the only woman and I lead this group of barbarian dogs! We have come seeking help. And offer help in return. These men are my companions. What say you to that, sisters?"

Unmoved and unmoving, the female warriors snarl over the thicket of spears. One answers, "We say enter, sister. Alone. Leave your dogs here. For we shall suffer no man.
"No harm shall befall you,"
she repeats, ready to close the doors. "Now kindly make haste."


Actions?!


Map:
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Room 23 is not fully visible but its dimensions can be surmised.
The revolving corridor is motionless and its door are open.



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PC Status:
  • Arthfael Griogarach: Cimmerian Northman Druid 2: Move: 12", AC: 6, HP: 5/12, Spells: 4/4 1st lvl and 3/3 2nd lvl
    Attila: Hyrkanean Nomad Barbarian 2: Move: 12", AC: 1, HP: 19/21
    Garrin Locke: Argosian Atlantean Paladin 2: Move: 12", AC: 5, HP: 13/18, Laying Hands: 1/1
    Gronda: Zembabweian Savage Ranger/Thief 1/2: Move: 9", AC: 7, HP: 7/17
    Kiri Khutan: Kambujan Easterner Fighter/Magic-User 1/1: Move: 9", AC: 4, HP: 5/7, Spells: 2/2 1st lvl
    Loche: Pict Savage Thief 3: Move: 9", AC: 5, HP: 8/18
    Mako: Khitan Easterner Illusionist 2: Move: 12", AC: 7, HP: 5/6, Spells: 1/2 1st lvl, Light spell
    Roan, Son of Rune: Vanir Northman Barbarian 2: Move: 15", AC: 4, HP: 18/23, Torch
PC Magic:
  • Protection from Evil (Garrin): -2 to AC and +2 to saving throws against evil, in a 10 foot radius around Garrin.
    Healing Mists of Osorus (All): All lost HP recovered with 8 hours of sleep. Wakeful rest, or sleeping less than 8 hours, enables recovery of 1 HP per hour. Duration: "months."
    Light (Mako): Duration: 58 rounds
PC Resources:

Re: Chapter 5: Amazons of the Apocalypse

Posted: Fri May 19, 2017 6:05 pm
by SocraticLawyer
Garrin nods at Gronda. He knows there is no honor in senseless violence. He will not fight these women unless they attack first, or harm his companion.

Re: Chapter 5: Amazons of the Apocalypse

Posted: Fri May 19, 2017 7:00 pm
by Zhym
Arthfael wonders again: if the warrior women suffer no men, where do little warrior women come from? He knows enough of the ways of birds and bees to know that when the sexes do not...intermingle...the species does not last long. Odd, then, that these should survive.

He waits to find out whether it will become necessary to befriend or kill these women.

Re: Chapter 5: Amazons of the Apocalypse

Posted: Fri May 19, 2017 11:32 pm
by wordoftheoracle
Loche waits patiently. He's unsure of what gears he just set in motion.

Re: Chapter 5: Amazons of the Apocalypse

Posted: Sat May 20, 2017 12:10 pm
by OGRE MAGE
Gronda turns back to the men and shrugs her shoulders slightly. Raising her eyebrows, she says only one word before turning again and following the women warriors through the door.

"Stay!"

Re: Chapter 5: Amazons of the Apocalypse

Posted: Sat May 20, 2017 9:38 pm
by tkrexx
Atilla abides, bow still ready. He glances over to Rune and whispers, How did they know we are Barbarians?

Re: Chapter 5: Amazons of the Apocalypse

Posted: Tue May 23, 2017 1:33 am
by hedgeknight
Roan, Son of Rune

The Vanir barbarian bristles at the tone of the spear maidens, and actually bares his teeth at Gronda's command. But, he holds his spear, hoping things work out for the best.
To Attila, Roan replies with a smirk, "They smell the musk of my groin. And they like it...even if they are too proud to admit it."

Re: Chapter 5: Amazons of the Apocalypse

Posted: Thu May 25, 2017 11:28 am
by wordoftheoracle
Loche wrinkles his nose.

We a' reek th' musk o` yer groin, Roan, son o` Rune. It ainlie means ye shuid bathe mair. Th' beasts o' this steid dinnae need tae see ye if thay reek ye.

Re: Chapter 5: Amazons of the Apocalypse

Posted: Fri May 26, 2017 2:51 am
by tkrexx
Atilla glances to Loche, then back to Roan. What did he say?

Re: Chapter 5: Amazons of the Apocalypse

Posted: Fri May 26, 2017 4:25 pm
by DadsAngry
Mako:

Mako pushes way closer to the middle of the group to see what is happening.
"What's happening? Where is Gronda going?"

Re: Chapter 5: Amazons of the Apocalypse

Posted: Sun May 28, 2017 12:52 am
by hedgeknight
tkrexx wrote:Atilla glances to Loche, then back to Roan. What did he say?
"I think he said he likes the smell of my groin," Roan replies, taking a step back from Loche.

Re: Chapter 5: Amazons of the Apocalypse

Posted: Sun May 28, 2017 5:12 pm
by Inferno
Realm of the Warrior Maidens of Sekhmet. Third Tier of the Great Pyramid
Lost City of Khemsa, Forgotten Kingdom of Verulia, Great Eastern Desert, the World of Hyboria
Day Two. Midmorning. 14th day of the month of Yuluk, 1279th year of the Age of Aquilonia



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Gronda steps forth toward the dense grove of spearheads.

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The fierce wall of shields and spears parts like the sea before a prophet, forming a path through the doorway for Gronda and Gronda alone. The savage ex-slave enters the passageway lined with deadly weapons, and then the stone doors shut tight behind her and are double barred.

Only the male explorers remain in the corridor. Moments pass in banter and then Arthfael, Kiri, Loche and Mako hear quick footsteps followed by the distant, deep scrape of stone upon stone. The sounds come from behind them, in the direction of the revolving corridor.


Actions?


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On the other side of the barred door, Gronda stands in a grand, ornate chamber lit by large braziers (23). Tall walls are adorned with ancient imagery of the lion-headed goddess Sekhmet and of Verulian queens of old.

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Eight armored amazons are with her, one manning a spy hole in the door, and another departing in haste through a secret passage in the north wall.

The remaining steely-limbed women surround her. They slowly lower their spears, if not their guard. The only amazon to have spoken removes her golden lion helmet and regards the dark ex-slave of Zembabwei. Her eyes widen at Gronda's many scars.



In an accented Common different than that of the Sons of Osorus, the albino warrior-maiden gently speaks: “Who are you, sister? What has befallen you? And how have you come to doomed Khemsa?"


Actions?


Map:
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All doors to room 23 are shut.
The revolving corridor is motionless and its door are open.



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PC Status:
  • Arthfael Griogarach: Cimmerian Northman Druid 2: Move: 12", AC: 6, HP: 5/12, Spells: 4/4 1st lvl and 3/3 2nd lvl
    Attila: Hyrkanean Nomad Barbarian 2: Move: 12", AC: 1, HP: 19/21
    Garrin Locke: Argosian Atlantean Paladin 2: Move: 12", AC: 5, HP: 13/18, Laying Hands: 1/1
    Gronda: Zembabweian Savage Ranger/Thief 1/2: Move: 9", AC: 7, HP: 7/17
    Kiri Khutan: Kambujan Easterner Fighter/Magic-User 1/1: Move: 9", AC: 4, HP: 5/7, Spells: 2/2 1st lvl
    Loche: Pict Savage Thief 3: Move: 9", AC: 5, HP: 8/18
    Mako: Khitan Easterner Illusionist 2: Move: 12", AC: 7, HP: 5/6, Spells: 1/2 1st lvl, Light spell
    Roan, Son of Rune: Vanir Northman Barbarian 2: Move: 15", AC: 4, HP: 18/23, Torch
PC Magic:
  • Protection from Evil (Garrin): -2 to AC and +2 to saving throws against evil, in a 10 foot radius around Garrin.
    Healing Mists of Osorus (All): All lost HP recovered with 8 hours of sleep. Wakeful rest, or sleeping less than 8 hours, enables recovery of 1 HP per hour. Duration: "months."
    Light (Mako): Duration: 57 rounds
PC Resources:

Re: Chapter 5: Amazons of the Apocalypse

Posted: Mon May 29, 2017 6:51 pm
by wordoftheoracle
Loche turns to Roan, Son of Rune and nods his head towards the noise.

Weel noo. That's a bawherr troubling. Mibbie th' denizens o' this pyramid git a whiff o' that crotch o' yers 'n' they're sealing us in. Roan, son o' rune, mibbie ye shuid gang check that oot. Th' mair... Agreeable ones shuid bade behind juist in trial this is a trap.

Translation / Subtitle: Well now. That's a bit troubling. Maybe the denizens of this pyramid got a whiff of that crotch of yours and they are sealing us in. Roan, Son of Rune, maybe you should go check that out. The more... agreeable ones should stay behind just in case this is a trap.

Loche pauses for a moment and continues: Mibbie they'll be frightened by yer unwashed barbarian manhood 'n' gied the pitch.

Translation / Subtitle: Maybe they'll be frightened by your unwashed barbarian manhood and run away.

He smoothly and expertly glides two daggers out of their sheaths to be at the ready for anything and glares into the darkness behind them.

Re: Chapter 5: Amazons of the Apocalypse

Posted: Mon May 29, 2017 7:08 pm
by OGRE MAGE
Staring at the curious pale skinned, angelic looking woman is mesmerizing and even slightly uncomfortable for the dark skinned Gronda. She answers the white haired amazon with no aggression showing in her voice or her stance. She doesn't try to hide her obvious differences from these women and displays her skin tone, scars, and tattoos without shame.

"I am simply called Gronda, for I know not my real name. I have no fancy titles or long surnames to share. I hail from the south, a place called Zembabwei. Do you know of it?"

"My group was guarding a caravan attempting to cross the great eastern desert when we were set upon by the deadly wind and sands. We survivors found ourselves completely lost and in total desperation when we luckily stumbled upon the ruins of you're lost pyramid. Truth be told, I am surprised to see that your kind has survived in here. And so have the many deadly creatures that we had to fight to get this far."


The savage woman looks around again at the many great hieroglyphs filling the walls, giving each of them much thought as she does so.

I would like to hear more about you and your purpose in this place. Why do you say that your......Khemsa...... is doomed?"