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Re: Chapter 6: Jodcar revisited

PostPosted: Wed Oct 26, 2016 8:25 pm
by Wouter
The western passageway turns left (south) after 6 m; its walls, floor, and ceiling covered more and more with cobwebs every meter. It's hardly a dead end as Lisglen suspected, however: by Albin's torchlight the open entrance to a room can be seen 6 m up ahead, with some thick threads of web spanning the door frame.

Re: Chapter 6: Jodcar revisited

PostPosted: Wed Oct 26, 2016 10:53 pm
by jcftao
Memphisto examines the cobwebs, "Perhaps our torch will warm up any spiders, hiding among the cobwebs?"

OOC--Do you fellows want to burn the webs, if possible?

Re: Chapter 6: Jodcar revisited

PostPosted: Wed Oct 26, 2016 10:55 pm
by RhinoDino1973
OOC: Yep, burn 'em.

Re: Chapter 6: Jodcar revisited

PostPosted: Thu Oct 27, 2016 10:36 am
by kwll
"Looks like a spider's nest!" says Lisglen with a wince.

Re: Chapter 6: Jodcar revisited

PostPosted: Thu Oct 27, 2016 6:07 pm
by Wouter
I'm going to need a little more, guys: who is setting fire to what in what manner..? :D

Re: Chapter 6: Jodcar revisited

PostPosted: Thu Oct 27, 2016 9:15 pm
by RhinoDino1973
OOC: My thought is to light a second torch and toss it into the room. Thoughts?

Re: Chapter 6: Jodcar revisited

PostPosted: Fri Oct 28, 2016 9:32 pm
by jcftao
Yes, let's throw a torch in and watch the fireworks!

Re: Chapter 6: Jodcar revisited

PostPosted: Sat Oct 29, 2016 2:17 am
by Magremore
Sounds good. Shall we have Van light the second torch and toss it in, while Freda readies her bow in case anything scurries out and Holger and I guard the rear?

Re: Chapter 6: Jodcar revisited

PostPosted: Sat Oct 29, 2016 3:56 am
by RhinoDino1973
Van takes his backpack of and begins rummaging through it. After a moment of searching he says, "Curses! I don't have any torches. All I have are these damned candles. I shouldn't have expected to have anything useful."
He angrily shakes his pack and then puts it back on. Van asks, "Does anyone have an extra torch?"

Re: Chapter 6: Jodcar revisited

PostPosted: Sat Oct 29, 2016 8:25 am
by Wouter
Freda has five torches left. She takes one from her backpack and hands it over to Van: "Make it count, axeman." She says as she readies her bow and moves a few paces back through the web-covered floor, the tough strands sticking to her feet.