Campaign Thread VIII: In Which we learn MMIII has shitty balance issues...

[bhu]

"Gnome security?"  "Gnome security?"  "Ahahahahahahahahahahaahaha!"  "Gnome security."  "Sheeit.  Awright keep headin' down that way, you'll get there soon enough.  Watch out for the poison gas."

[oslecamo]

Morte smiles and waves goodbye while resuming walking, keeping her eyes open for any strange cloud. She has one of her weaker disguised skeletons take point just in case it is a poison gas trap.

[bhu]

After a short two mile walk you come to a stone bridge crossing a sulphurous, gas-filled chasm.   At it's end is an iron portcullis flanked by two large stalactites.

[RobbyPants]

Is the gas all below the bridge?

[bhu]

IT stops about 5 ft below the bridge, yes.

[Vladeshi]

In a whisper;
"So.... do we want to talk our way in, try to be stealthy to get in, or should I just blast the place?"

[oslecamo]

Morte uses her telepathy:

I don't know if we can do stealthy. Our cover seems to have been working so far, so I say we see how far it takes us. Plus, I've heard blasting something is easier when you do it from the inside.

Still she waits a bit to see if the rest of the group has any other suggestions.

[RobbyPants]

"I'm fine with the talky stuff. You've been doing a good job, so far."

Bhu, if this is the place, and not just some gate much further out, Mustave will pop an anti-toxin.

[bhu]

this is the place

[oslecamo]

"Talky it is then. Man, if my old boss could see me now..."

Morte first sends one of her weaker bone dolls to approach the portcullis and knock with its weapon lightly on the metal, at the lack of a greeting bell. Also just in case there are any pressure traps. Morte hangs a bit back and shouts

"Hello? Anybody home? We're in Florida to promote the latest in gnome security technology and we've heard that you've got a prison here that would be interested in our services."

[bhu]

Oslecamo

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You receive a telepathic message: "Tell your minion to halt now, or there will be consequences.  Have your party present itself in full at the edge of the bridge where you can be seen properly, and be searched.  If you refuse we turn off the limiters holding back the gas."

[Vladeshi]

Pat will be drinking an anti-toxin and using Magical Recycled Bomb to give himself Greater Mage Armor.

[RobbyPants]

Assuming this is relayed to us, Mustave moves up to the front.

[bhu]

A pair of Mindflayers backed up by shambling flesh golems meets you at the bridges end.  They all appear to be wearing some sort of bizarre breathing apparatus.

"You don't look like salesmen."

[RobbyPants]

A pair of Mindflayers backed up by shambling flesh golems meets you at the bridges end.  They all appear to be wearing some sort of bizarre breathing apparatus.

"You don't look like salesmen."

"What's that supposed to mean? Is that a fat joke?"

[ketaro]

"Fat joke?" Shak'ri curiously looks, and feels, herself over. "I don't think I've gained any weight."

[bhu]

One Mindflaer looks at the other  "This is why we live underground.  I swear I'll never understand the endoskeletal peoples."

Looks back at you "What are you selling?"

[RobbyPants]

"Gnome security." Mustave gestures to Morte. "She's got all the specs. She's the smart one."

[bhu]

"Gnome security.  Those two words do not make sense when uttered together."

[Vladeshi]

"It makes a lot more sense once you realize that most of it was not originally designed to be security."