Immersive Ink

tonneau wrote:
"Perhaps, dear 'Plewelin', when you have had your draght, you can furnish us with some intelligence of this hole?", inquires Gustave.
"For instance, do you have an incling of where might we find your captors? And, more immediately, what,", he adds, pointing his blade at the wooden door, "lies beyond this here portal?"

waysoftheearth wrote:
Alas, Pelenwin's head was stuffed in a rough hessian bag as he was brought to this dark place -- he knows not what lies beyond the portal. Only that the stinking Ogre Deggerhund comes through it once in each day or two to paw at his flesh and gargle on about what a fine addition Man-flesh would make to his cook pot...

danhem wrote:
"Perhaps this Deggerhund has a key to the cell?" Ulric says once Pelenwin has finished his tale of woe. "If we are to free this man it appears that we must either go through that door or find places to hide and wait for him to come to us and ambush him."

Ulric turns to Pelenwin to pester him with more questions.

"Do you have a sense as to how long ago the ogre last came to see you?"

verhaden wrote:
Mads the Fair

"I'd be inclined to ambush the jailer, but I get the feeling that they already know we're here."

mushgnome wrote:
"Pelenwin, are you a good actor? Perhaps if you feign illness or death, you can distract this Deggerhund while we jump him from behind! I see there are many hiding places within this cluttered chamber of woe."

"Perhaps we can even take him alive and interrogate him... though I must defer to Pelenwin on this point as the victim of his wickedry."

tombowings wrote:
Wearily Pelenwin nods his head to his new companions. "I like this plan where Deggerhund gets exactly what he deserves." Pelenwin curls up, face down in the far corner of his cell after relating the last time Deggerhund came to visit him.

eris wrote:

waysoftheearth wrote:Being first into the grim chamber and to begin checking the cells for occupants, Olaf is first to discover that there is but one prisoner. A grubby Man lays supine in the second last of the cells. Only gradually does he become aware of you...

OOC: Yes, I know I'm behind, but this is the first chance I've had to look at the game since mid-day yesterday.

Olaf waves to the others and whispers loudly, "We have someone here!"

Squatting outside the cell, Olaf shakes the bars and whispers loudly to the man inside, "Wake up! Are you all right?"

"We will try to get you out of there."

waysoftheearth wrote:

tombowings wrote:Pelenwin curls up, face down in the far corner of his cell after relating the last time Deggerhund came to visit him.

It is difficult to judge the passing of time in a miserable, perpetual dark. Hours can seem like days without notice. Pelenwin judges by his hunger alone that it must have been near a whole day since the brutish Deggerhund last bought any noisome scraps of food for him to eat...

waysoftheearth wrote:
Meanwhile Anwyn saunters along the row of cells, testing each door distastefully with a prod of her boot. The others seem all ajar, and protest with a rusty creek as they are forced to swing slightly.

Anwyn then pulls the door of the the cell adjacent to Pelenwin's open, and ducks her head to enter...

... after a short moment she pokes her head out a says "Master Dwarf," seeking out Thorgrim, "Come hither and test your hammer against this stone!"

Malibu wrote:
Thorgrim enters the cell with a raised eyebrow. "Lass, we're sure ta wake the whole place if we go to beatin' on the walls." He picks out a spot near chest level and readies his warhammer, then pauses as he throws an uncertain glance at the rest of the group.