"Shit,shit, shit!" was the word used by Gunthor to descrive what he saw as the door fell down. Beyond the portal was a comfortably furnished room. The east and west walls were covered with elegant tapistry.The floor was covered by a soft carpet. Beautifull carved chairs place along the walls. On the wall opposite the was a door, wich was placed between two large suits of plate mail hung on two obsidian racks. That is what astonished the group, the suits, they didn't just stay there no they started to walk towards the group their swords raised.
"Move out guys, defensive position now!" Wilias was busy barking orders at the group. While they srpead out, Blane on one side of Wilias and Gunthor on the other. Mykael was running along the wall getting behind the animated suits of armor. Salvin was in the back trying to think of a way to defeat these things. Trevrin was notching an arrow as he stood between Gunthor and Wilias although a bit behind.
The things moved rather slowly but they had the company by surprise and they both swung mighty blows with thier sharp weapons. The blow intended for Wilias was unsecefull at ataining it's target. Although the meant for Blane hit it's mark hitting the priest in the rips spliting his armor and drawing blood.
Then Gunthor swiped with his hammer hitting and causing a massive dent in one of the Suits of armor. Wilias lunging at the other pierced the chest plate and ripping in open quite a bit. Blane was now retreating to the back row to bind his wound. Trevrin loosed two arrows upon the creature facing Wilias both of them attaining thier target. Mykael was now positioning himself to backstab the dented freak armor. Salvin was still pondering the matter started to cast a spell.
The suit that was now ripped open partially lunged for the paladin who jumped out of the way as the blow came by. "Ha!. Tyr is with me once more." The other thing swung a harch blow at Gunthor who, thanks to his size, was able to duck fast enough to avoid it. Mykael saw his appurtunity as the dented one swung, he jumped and stabbed his dagger penatrating the things helmet and knocking it away, causing much damage to it.
Helmless and dented, thing now turning to face the thief slashing his sword in a deadly arch. The thief who hadn't expected this used his daggers to parry but his arms being short he was still cut in the shoulder. Having turned it's back on Gunthor the dwarf had an easy target and bashed it hard. The armor buckled under the force of the blow bent inwardly and the whole thing fell to the ground not rising back up. "Never turn your back on Gunthor you, you tin can!" Gunthor added for good measure.
Trevrin, now out of arrows, approached the remaining suit of armor. Salvin finally finished his spell and let forth another pair of missils. One hit the lone thing in the legs effectivly breaking it off, the other slamed the breast plate mangling it even further. Trevrin now in reach slashed with both swords as the thing toppled over because of a lack of a leg. Both swords making contact further damaging the being and dispaching it.
Meanwhile on the third floor of the tower/keep� The man, bent over the bowl filled with water in wich the party could be seen, resumed talking to himself. " How could they defeat my animated suits of armor. I have underestimated my foes. Slarch, take your pets to the small library, and do not let those fools pass or you shall feel my rath. Is that understood?"
"Yes master, I shall not fail you." This answer came from what seemed to be a burly humanoid covered in dark gray hair. His face showing his skin to be a dark red emphesized with a red nose.
"And if there is a slight chance that you may fail make sure that those maggots find this" roared the man who seemed to be the "boss", as he tossed a platinum coin to the humanoid.
During this time the Travelers had bound thier wounds and made sure the suits of armor were _dead_. Salvin let them know that they were never alive, only animated.
" I say we keep going," Gunthor said pointing to the door on the wall opposite the one they entered.
"No way, those skeletons didn't have any money, so these things must have all the good stuff hidden somewhere." Said Mykael. "maybe under the carpet somewhere, hmmmm. Haha, in the corner their's a small lump." Mykael proceded to pull the carpet out of the corner. He then lifted a stone tile under which some treasure had been piled. " I knew there would be something in here!" Mykael added as he began pocketing his prize.
"Hold on a minute thief. Move away from that stuff, it goes in the party treasure bag," ordered the dwarf peering over Mykael's shoulder.
"Uhh, yaa, I knew that I was just going to put it in there," the diminutive man babbled as he reluctantly emptied his pockets into the bag. The bag was a large one, in wich the dwarf could have hidden in if he chose to. Gunthor then proceded to stash all of the remaining gold and jewels into the bag. He was doing this fast so the party could move on. He picked up a small stone that was round and smooth and so placed it in the bag without noticing it. When he let it go it floted up to his head and started to orbit it. Perceiving this as a threat Gunthor swated it and caught it.
"What in the nine hells is this." Gunthor was staring at the stone with a snarl on his face is if he was drying to intimidate it.
"I don't now, you'll have to get it identified by a mage when we get back." Salvin said in his ever matter-of-factly tone. Gunthor let go of the stone wich in turn resumed to orbit his head. The party then advanced to the door.
"Move over Gunthor I need to get up to the door to listen if anything is on the other side." Mykael said squirming up to the door trying to push Gunthor out of the way.
"Why don't I just smash it open. Wouldn't that be easier?" Gunthor asked quisickly.
"If we do that we won't be able to surprise the people on the other side." Mykael stated to Gunthor shaking his head in desperation. Mykael new better but he loved to make himself look supperier to others and he often did this by putting other people down.
"But we don't know if anybody is on the other side of the door" said Gunthor now puzzled by what the hafling was saying.
"That's why I have to go to the door and listen!" Mikael said exasperated.
"I don't think we're going to surprise anyone in here. With all the noise we made even a half deaf old man whould of heard us." Said Salvin in his drone like tone of voice wich made him look smart (sound smart). But there was no mistake Salvin was a very intelegent elf and all in the party knew this and had never thought otherwise.
Gunthor then retreated behind the thief and let him do what ever he was going to do since Guthor didn't really know what was going on. "All this theif stuff is really getting on my nerves" he muttered.
The thief put his ear to the door and seemed to concentrate hard on something. For a while his expression didn't change, then his eyes narrowed, his face bunched up, and last his face took an expression of fear much like the face of a child who is afraid to go to sleep because of the dark. Mykael turned to the party and said: " Well no one was in the room at first but then I heard a door open and I heard two no three growls. The sound of claws scratching against the floor. I heard a man, I think, he had a hoarse voice say, soon my pets you will feed. They know we are here."
"We need a plan and fast" Trevin said suspecting that the door whould swing open any moment.
"I've got an idea Gunthor in front of the door, Trevrin to his left, Blane to his right, I'll be behind Gunthor, Salvin to my left and you Mykael to my right. When I say so open the door." With that the group took thier places as indicated by Wilias. "Now!"
Gunthor swung the door open revaeling what was on the other side. Three massise wolfes were standing in front of the door thoughonly one could go through at a time. Behind these enormities was a well built humanoid covered in dark gray hair. His face beeing hairless showing his skin to be a dark red emphesized with a red nose. He was armored in chain mail.
Gunthor launched his hammer at the wolf that was directly in front of him. His hammer though whent to high up even over the six and a half feet tall humanoid grinning behind his wolves. The wolf inturn gnashed at Gunthor with it's huge fangs though it's mouth not big enough to catch the dwarfs think chest it's blow is deflected due to his chain mail.
Trevrin let go with a blow from each of his kopeshs. The first of wich struck the closest wolf mightily the other going off course. Blane then smashed the beast in the head, the thing fell down all four legs sprawled as it tried to get back up. Salvin held his hands out and an arrow of pure acid flew, strait, hit one of the monsters still in the other room wounding the thing so badly it fell unconciouse though dying fast.
The remaening wolf in the other room seeing no other way to get into the fray leaped. It flew over it'S felow in the doorway, over Gunthor due to his small size and bowled right into Wilias both of the going down wolf ontop of man. It's teeth nached ripping through the plate mail drawing blood. Mykael seeing this leaped ontop of the beast and stuck his dagger up to the hilt into it's back. Willias through the creature off of him and Blane swung his mace hitting the wolf in the head braining it instantly. All six adventurers then turned thier heads to the humanoid, now alone.
"A bugbear no dought�" muttered Salvin.
He had raised his sword and spoke: "You killed my pets little shits, for that you die�". Gunthor saw the onrushing foe and raised his hammer in an attack pois. Two things then happened gunthor took a blow to the shoulder wounding him greatly and the bugbear took a hit in the gut winding him. The thief stabed at the bugbear but swung astray. Trevrin although did not miss with two mighty blows. The humanoid saw he was going to die. "I shall not be defeated and I shall not feel masters wrath!" and with that he stabed his sword into his heart.
"What was that all about?" questioned Gunthor. Looking puzzled at the dead bugbear who had taken it's own life.
"I guess he was really, really scared of his master." Answered Salvin.
"Shit, shit, shit!" Gunthor once again said.
Next: Klaton is here.
Notes: Time to check up on our friend Klaton don't you think. For all you people wondering how Trevrin is making so many attacks, well he is specialiced in the use of his kopesh swords wich he uses giving him 3 attacks per 2 rounds so he gets on attack the first round and two the second. But he is also a Ranger so he gets an axtra attack per round so he gets 2 the first and 3 the second = 5/2. Also I want to make one thing strait. The party bag is a big bag wich Gunthor carries around and whenever the party finds some tresure they put it in and split it up later.
