Previously...
Bujilli has just spotted Leeja, but there are seven little Pit Nibblers in-between them...
Bujilli stopped in his tracks. There. He blinked three times. It was her. He smiled. Then he noticed movement between him and Leeja.
Scrape-scrape-scrape.
Leeja held up one hand as if to ward him off from her position. He nodded. Waved in response.
Crouching in the dark he watched the creatures at work near one of the larger masses of Black Sack fungi. They were gathering samples of the sticky, tarry gunk and smearing it on their weapons. Bitter, acrid vapors filled the area as the substance reacted to the metal of their weapons.
Bujilli considered their options. Behind him lie more of the Black Sacks and off to the left was a Weak Point that appeared infested with fungal-things. Neither direction felt like a particularly good way to go. He quietly backed away from the creatures who were busily poisoning their weapons.
Large, angular shapes loomed in the distance, only barely discernible in the all enveloping gloom. Past some sort of unforest of weird petrified trees. There were other shapes out there, more to the right, adjacent to the forest...some of those looked like nothing quite so much as a massive pile of noodles.
He was hungry.
They would need to get moving--if they lingered too long, the little poisoner-things would notice them and he thought he made out at least five of the things, probably more.
Bujilli closed his eyes and concentrated. He knew a spell that would allow him to silently make contact with Leeja. The spell would let him 'read' her surface thoughts and emotions. But that was not enough this time. He needed it to allow him to send her a subtle message, to let her know which way to go, that they could re-group past the creatures and head off towards the 'noodle-things.'
Gold light seeped into his field of vision. The spell unfolded itself before him. A few deft tucks and twists, a couple of re-folded sections and it was ready. He cast it effortlessly and could feel when she received it.
Wordlessly, stealthily, they both set out to avoid the creatures and to find one another farther on towards a small hillock of mound of debris that seemed nearly equally distant to them both.
Twenty-seven steps towards his destination and a sizzling yellow explosion erupted from behind Bujilli, right where the creatures had been working.
Yill-Yoi VIL vil VIL Kashijoshibash-bash-bash!
Bujilli didn't bother looking behind him, but instead started running to the hill where he was to meet Leeja. Whatever had attacked those creatures had used a Fireball. There would not be much of a fight following that...
*ESP, page 31 of Labyrinth Lord.
Meanwhile...
Lucrettia smashed the mirror. Seven of the things had failed her. Her pet wormfaced theriomunculus gingerly picked the fractured shards from her still-clenched fist. She was livid with rage as she called for her armorer, her master-at-arms, her other retainers. If that crow-faced bitch thinks that she can humiliate me and get away with it she will soon regret it. Her retainers assembled before her, each one more fearful of incurring her wrath than the next. As it should be. Prepare my ship. We are going to pay a visit to my old mentor and I intend for Beatrice Eberhard to die as horribly as possible, as soon as possible...
Lucrettia smashed the mirror. Seven of the things had failed her. Her pet wormfaced theriomunculus gingerly picked the fractured shards from her still-clenched fist. She was livid with rage as she called for her armorer, her master-at-arms, her other retainers. If that crow-faced bitch thinks that she can humiliate me and get away with it she will soon regret it. Her retainers assembled before her, each one more fearful of incurring her wrath than the next. As it should be. Prepare my ship. We are going to pay a visit to my old mentor and I intend for Beatrice Eberhard to die as horribly as possible, as soon as possible...
Leeja didn't realize she was running until she reached the hill where she was to meet Bujilli. It wasn't a hill so much as a barrow constructed from massive stones, crudely cut with runic characters and smeared with some sort of dimly luminous ochre. Black fern-fronds jutted out of the cracks toward the top of the structure. Peculiar undulating coral-stuff curled and coiled about the place like a swarm of petrified snakes. It was too much like home to make her comfortable.
At least it smelled better than where she had woken-up.
She could feel Bujilli getting nearer through his spell. It was an interesting sensation. Leeja could 'see' how it might be possible to alter the spell to get other results. The golden light inside her bones was waking up, unlocking new possibilities for her. She smiled. It had come to her as a gift in the course of Bujilli attempting to heal her back in Wermpsittle. He had saved her life then. Now what he had done was changing her..them both..from deep within.
"A crypt." Bujilli huffed and puffed; his legs were shorter than hers. He wasn't built to run like she was. His people, at least his mother's people were climbers, high altitude mountain people who delved into deep places after dark secret things.
"A barrow. Very old. Very quiet." She didn't like it. none of the runes were anything she recognized. The ochre-stuff hurt her eyes after looking at it for more than a few seconds. The fronds had shifted, as if they were aware of her and Bujilli's presence. Leeja distrusted plants that moved of their own accord. She knew all too well what sort of things grew in the gardens of Valdruke. Flowersnake venom caused a painful fever she hoped to never experience again.
Bujilli looked back toward where they had left the creatures scraping gunk from the Black Sack fungi. a massive cloud of thick smoke obscured all but a few of the lingering flames started by the Fireball. He could only just make out the sounds of fighting through the plaintive whines and howls of those who had only just survived the blast. A grim business. He wanted no part of it.
The Barrow had a rough-hewn ramp leading down through a trench to an entrance that was blocked-up with smaller rocks stacked and mortared into place with a thick white paste-like substance.
Beyond the Barrow, off to either side was another Barrow, more or less similar. There was at least one more to the fight.
Past that there were huge, monoliths of some sort looming high into the deep dark above, with a gap between them and the 'noodle' masses on the far right. The weird petrified trees were sparse hereabouts, becoming more thick and foresty towards the far left...
Which Way Should They Go...Barrows? Monoliths? Weird Noodle-Masses? Some Other Direction?
Synchronocitor Status: Feeling Just Excellent, Thanks For Asking.
Barrows?
Bujilli and Leeja have at least 5, possibly 6 ancient Barrows to consider examining. They could attempt to find a way inside one. should they use a spell to determine what might be inside these Barrows? Perhaps they might take a look at each one of the Barrows and try to figure out more about who built them. Maybe they should just say no thanks and walk away--You Decide!Roll Another 1d6 for a Wandering Monster...
Purely just in case we end up in a situation where another check might be appropriate. Pleae roll 1d6 and let us know the result. Feel free to roll on the Wandering Monster Table, if you'd like to help determine what else might be out there...
What Should They Do Next?
You Decide!
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Lots of options, and while lingering in this particular place doesn't seem overly appealing, why did they come through the mirror originally if not for discovery..?
ReplyDeleteI'd suggest moving on away from the skirmish behind, but taking the time first to acquaint themselves with the nature of the barrows, albeit briefly, and short of entering. The monoliths also seem worthy of investigation, cautiously, and the trees too, for a sense of what the wood might represent.
Maybe after a look at a nearby barrow could they could move a little into the fringes of the wood, then on to the monoliths, passing - if the lie of the land allows it - through the outlying trees for cover, but distant enough from any likely threats deeper within.
For wanderers I rolled a sharpish d6 with stylised characters and got the '5'.
I prefer for there to be more options than what might get used, if only to make choices more meaningful. Since this is being created live every Thursday without a safety net and is entirely open-ended, we have the luxury of trying things or exploring things; we get to take any side-trip the readers want to pursue.
DeleteBujilli & Leeja are both explorers at heart, so it is fun to have them out poking around in ancient ruins and stuff.
Get some distance between them and the skirmish between the Pit Nibblers and that second group makes sense. Examining the Barrows, if only in a cursory manner would certainly be something that Bujilli would want to do--that's how he was raised, the kind of thing shis uncle would have him doing from early on.
The Monoliths are out there. Waiting. The Trees are not far from here.
The terrain is such that they can find a spot in-between the Monoliths, Trees and the Barrows with little hassle.
A 5 is fine. Nothing untoward is immediately visible...
I think Porky has laid out an excellent initial route. Maybe Bujilli will recognize some of the runes around the barrows that Leeja did not.
ReplyDeleteI rolled 5d20s (12, 19, 19, 11, and 14) and 5d6s (5, 5, 6, 6, and 5) in case they're helpful.
Bujilli will take a closer look at the runes on these Barrows and we'll see what he learns...
DeleteThanks for the die-rolls. They have come in handy already!