A quick summary.....

[Brutus]

[ooc: Hpefully not too many sp3ll1ng mistakes for a change!]

Right then

To summarise Aristotle has just charged through the door and landed flat on his face, the rest of you are just at the doorway. The stairs climb further upwards circling to the left, you can just make out a door some 20 feet further along with a flickering torch in a brace either side of it. The light seems to make it difficult for you all to see beyond it into the gloom.

There is no sign of having reached the top of the stairs yet, although you have found Isleth [OOC: Still there Z?].

What are you all going to do.

None of you are wounded, aside from Aris' pride that is

 

[Guy]

Aristotle, with the grace that comes oh-so-naturally to him, raises onto one knee and brushes the dust off his face. Glancing around and noticing the rest oft he party grinning at him, he huffs his disapproval, stands up and unslings the ballista. Nocking one of the 6 foot spears into it, he walks forward, a little more cautiously than before, his senses going out beyond him into the gloom. Walking forward, his weapon at the ready, he approaches the doorway with the torches either side.

The light seems to make it difficult for you all to see beyond it into the gloom.

OOC: I'm assuming that the door's open if we can already see that there's "gloom" beyond it.

Leaning through the door, Aristotle sniffs the air and pauses...

 

[Zeus]

Zeus follows Aris to the door way, katana drawn and held in a high guard ready to decapitate anything that comes through.

 

[Sharra]

Clutching her knife tightly and trying not to get too close to Aris and his enormous weapon Kryssa follows Aris and Zeus to peer through the next doorway.

 

[Guy]

Peering around in the gloom, aristotle absent-mindedly scratches his arse and wonders what's taking everyone else so long.

 

[Brutus]

The DM agrees [OOC: scratching arse also]

 

[Zed]

[OOC Can I remember what was in the chest. Can I hell]

Isleth jogs up to the big ogre and smiles.
"Want me to take point as usual big man?" he asks with a grin

Isleth will sneak into the room assuming door open, otherwise search for traps/Locked door and disarm/open as required.

 

[Raving]

legaless looks quickly round the room now the door has been reduced to a worthless peice of junk by that big oaf, and looks down the way into the gloom wondering how Aristotle is going to wake anything that has managed to stay asleep through his last enterance

 

[Swither]

Bakaris strolls past the sprawling ogre with a look of disdain and stands by
Isleth. 'What way now' he asks Isleth 'you have obviously had time to study
these doors, so you are best placed to lead us I think'.

Bane

 

[Sharra]

Kryssa fidgets with her knife, wondering idly whether Aris would feel it if she stuck it into his huge bum. Wisely she decides not to test it out.
She suddenly aware that her tummy is rumbling and shes starving, it seems WEEKS since she has eaten.
She looks hopefully around at the others
'Anyone got any food?' she asks plaintively.

 

[Brutus]

You have had the opportunity to eat when you were resting in the cellar after getting pounded by my pet golem. Generally you can take it as a given that you have eaten when you have rested. But for the moment we shall say your hungry

I think that most of you have iron rations, those who brought your packs up from the cellar that is.

Z, in the container there was the silver palm sized thing I told you about. E-mail me at : [email protected] if you want the description again.

 

[Kaerwek]

Ziffy wakes suddenly up from his daydreaming, and looks bewilderedly around him, seeing almost everybody else lurching towards the gloomy entrace...

"Hey! You, folks. Don't leave me in this gloomy place! Waaaiit!"

And so unusually for the young mage, Zif comes skipping like a wild rabbit towads the rest of the party, with his colourful yet dusty robes flowing about him...

When he's almost there, he suddenly slips on some of the ale and grease that's been spilled by our favourite drunkard, and falls down on his back. Due to his momentum though, he continues gliding forward until he bumpes softly on Kryssa's leg, and stops gliding there. A little dizzy from the fall, Zif takes a while refocusing his thoughts and sight from this somewhat, hmm, unusual angle, and when he does so, he flushes deep red... "Eh.." *cough* "Sorry, my beautfiul lady, t'wasn't my eh... intention to... er, bump into you like this..."


Kaer

 

[Sharra]

[ooc: what no chocolate?? Elves need it for their health - honest *tries to look convinving* ]

Kryssa jumps round, ready to knife whatever is attacking her, when she sees Ziffy sprawled on the floor she is torn between indignation at him staring up at her legs and amusement at his embarressment.
Amusement wins and she dissolves into giggles, forgetting her rumbling tummy for a moment.

 

[Zeus]

Zeus glances back over his shoulder and rolls his eyes. "Would you 2 *please* stop arsing around back there? Theres serious business to do here." Shaking his head, he advances into the room, taking up a position just inside, or going to any interesting objects he sees.

(ooc: i'm assuming the door is open...if not i probly wont enter until theres a few more of us present. And is this a correct interpretation of what the place is like:

+tDt+
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[Kaerwek]

Zifnab, his heart a bit less heavy thanks to Kryssa's positive response, manages to smile slightly, before he scrambles away to the shelter beneath tiny dragon wings...

Colin nudges at Zif, a little more than simply amuseed, and makes a wicked sounding sound. Zif whirls and glares at his faerie dragon, and exclaims: "Bah, I don't take orders from any punctured tin-can!"


Kaer

 

[Sharra]

Kryssa looks contrite and concentrates on holding her knife and looking serious
'Sorry' she mumbles but the effect is spoilt somewhat by the cheeky grin she flashes Zeus a few seconds later with the comment
'Its these magicky users, you just cant rely on them you know.'

 

[Swither]

Bakaris turns hearing Kryssa's comment ' you soon appreciate the magical help though my dear when it suits you eh? Anyway I was under the impression that all you pointy eared tip-toers had an inherant love of magic? Even your so-called dark kin eh?'

Chuckling Bakaris strolls up to Isaleth 'well my friend lead on lead on!'.

 

[Zeus]

"Just ignore him, Kryssa. Dont allow his dark words to taint your heart. You have a view, stick to it. Never allow yourself to be twisted by one such as him."

 

[Sharra]

Kryssa looks icily at Bakaris and bites back the remark that was on the tip of her tongue, instead she makes a show of turning her back and pointedly ignoring him, contenting herself with muttering under her breath.

 

[Brutus]

I dont know I leave you alone for five minutes.......

The door you are approaching is closed, so you arent going charging in just yet Zeus. Shall get the new turn out tommorow or Wedsnesday, depends when I am sober enough to write the thing!