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Raizenbrayne

Raizenbrayne looks at Harlan sulkily, trying to flounder a defensive response while also feeling a little ashamed about his obvious indifference toward everyone's safety. 'Well, what, we made it across without incident and got the treasure, didn't we? That's a lot better than yesterday's record.' His sullen expression is exchanged for one of slight embarrassment as he realises that Harlan was teasing him, and half-heartedly chuckles at himself, opening the case and promptly leaving behind all other matters in the deeper recesses of his concern.

'Look here! A Wizard's Aegis spell! This could really come in handy! And a clerical spell of some kind, as well. Not bad. I might be able to read it if I sat down for a few minutes and incanted one of my spells from my spell book, but I'd rather not waste it until we get back to town—it can be fairly cumbersome trying to recopy spent spells back into a spell book, as you both know, I'm s—wait a moment, what's all this?'

Raizenbrayne pulls out the treasure map and shows it to Harlan and Agrom, his eyes wide in the expectation of future enterprise. 'The barrow of the "Wizard King"… I'll say, there should be some magic treasure under that hill…' As he passes the map around, he retires the scrolls to their case and hands it to Agrom for safe keeping in his pack. Looking over the fragmentary map with them, he tries to think back and recall who this 'Wizard King' might be, and what treasures might be contained at his burial site.

There've been a lot of kingly types over the years, but the wizard king is actually something of a regional legend. He was the first king of men to fall into corruption and darkness, consumed by his pursuit of forbidden mystical knowledge. His kingdom survived for a time, led by men of sturdier character, until it too fell into shadow and was lost to history. The most famous tale of the wizard king has been immortalized as a children's bedtime song, telling of when the king was dragged through the streets of his shining city in chains to be carried off to an ignoble hole and be burned alive along with his spell books and other artifacts of his unholy craft.

This information primarily comes from Agrom, who grew up in these parts.

Agrom

Interesting stuff, guys, but useless unless we make it home and get new supplies. Let's keep moving.

Agrom will head up the stairs and then go south into the room with the magic circle. He will immediately exit the room via the west door, into the dining room. He'll walk south to the other door in the east wall, and go through that into the statue room.

Here, he will say, Ok, guys, we don't have the rope anymore so do we want to force the front door, no matter the noise, and get out of here? Or do we want to climb over one of these piles of rubble and escape that way? Me, I'm all for trying the door. I don't think we need to worry about being quiet anymore.

I actually want to jump that pit trap to the north of the stairs and see what's there but QQ is waiting so we should wrap this adventure up first. We can always come back another time.

Yeah I was interested to see whether the other two would bite on that or not, but it looks like not.

The group makes it easily back to the front room. The nice thing about trying to force the door from this side is that you're not on a narrow platform so everyone can help.

I agree about the pit trap and getting back to town first, I think QQ's been waiting quite long enough!

'Yes, let's just blast this door open and get going. I'm starting to get sick of this dim light.' Raizenbrayne props his shoulder against the frame and gets ready to push.

It is a roll-ob2 (3 if with dim light) health test.

Let me know if you continue to get errors and I'll roll for you!

[1d6] = 6, [1d6] = 4, [1d6] = 3, [1d6] = 3, [1d6] = 5

Trying to do the full 7 dice caused errors for me too. Let's assume the input string was just too long for the parser. You got it in 5 so let's leave it there.

13 Brightmorn, 814 - Turn 3 - The courtyard of Damring

The party forces the front door and makes it's way out into the large, rubble-strewn courtyard of the fortress. The slanting rays of the sun are just beginning to filter through the most around the clearing as it approaches mid-morning.

The party is surprised to see, and equally surprising to, a group of three orcs squatting around a small fire pit they've set up off to one side near the base of the stairs. Agrom can immediately tell that all three are grunts, or normal size and with no special insignia or unusual armaments.

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Party status:
Agrom, sick
Harlan, exhausted
Raizenbrayne, exhausted and sick

Agrom immediately takes an aggressive position, rushing down the stairs to face the orcs.

What are you doing here? he says in Orcish.

Be ready to run them off, he curtly says to his fellows.

While the Orc band may look "normal sized" to Agrom, to Harlan they are gargantuans, easily three times his size. Sure, he's used to dealing with folks larger than him, but his usual method isn't to "run them off." Lets see if we can get around them while we've got the element of surprise is what he's about to say as Agrom rushes down the stairs. All he gets out is Let's see... which we can all agree isn't a very compelling argument.

Mind whirrring, Harlan recognizes their tactical advantage and stows his blade in his belt, prepping a stone in his sling, ready to "make it rain pain," as his old friend Finn would put it. He follows several paces behind.

Two successes for a total of seven. Three to Agrom, two to the others.

Let me know, Keehnelf, when you have your moves set up.

Guys, any ideas on our strategy?

I'm all set.