Turn 96 Fire in the Keep
Everyone bathes, eats their fill, ands sits in the commen room
discussing thier lives. Suddenly as you sit there talking and
wating,
the door is flung open by a guard. "There is a fire in the keep!
We must
leave now!" he stands aside urging you to quickly move out of the
third
story rooms. You smell the thick smoke and know there is no way
out save
the way you came in.
"Well, there was the time we ran into the human avatar of Lent
and we all
ended up with his mark.", She points down to her navel which is
surrounded
by the god's symbol."He appeared after.". Her story is interrupted
by the
fire shouting guard, "Oh cripes on toast! I just knew this was to
good to be
true!"
Kay quickly rushes into her bedroom, and tosses on her
tabard,boots and
cloak. "This is so typical.", she mutters to herself while
snapping on her
belt and scabbard. Whatever can't be worn is stuffed into her
backpack
which she quickly straps on. Her chainmail armor is the last to be
removed
and is carried along with her.
Take the rest of the sheets and wrap them
around
your bodies, put on your gear, and wrap the waterlogged blankets
o'ertop. When we move out, I want everyone to crawl along the
floor and
stay beneath your blankets. Follow the person in front of you -
Wulfgar, you take point; guard, you will lead everyone back out,
yes? I
will go last to make sure the everyone else is out and that no
one is
left behind on our exit. Fill your waterskins and wineskins with
water.
If we can move the tubs well enough, I also want a couple of them
brought with us; half-full should not be too heavy, and they
could
provide enough water to damp down fire-covered passages. If the
floor
gets too hot or you see fire ahead, call it down the line,
understood?
If anyone has any alcohal or oil on them, I want it left here."
Catherine, who was quite enjoying her stay, leaps to her
feet. "Must be
something that wasn't made of stone nor affected by the rain,
where is it?"
Then quickly grabs her stuff, jumbles it all into a blanket then
heads for
the door.
Keldar gives a frustrated look when the guard warns of the fire.
"Nice
place, food, an' it's gotta burn down before a good sleep." He
looks up at
the sky, "WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS!!!! WHY CAN'T YA LET ME REST!!!!
TAKE
AWAY ME MAGIC, ME FRIENDS AN' NOW THE ONLY COMFORT IN A MONTH!!!!
WHAT"S
NEXT!!!!" HE throws a chicken-bone that he'd been gnawing on at
the
ceiling.
Suddenly embarrassed by the looks the others are giving him,
Keldar
quickly picks up his gear, takes off his cloak and sweeps the left
over
food into is, and rolls it up like a sack, then grudgingly jogs
out the
door behind the others.
"Fantastic!" Vincas yells, kicking a table leg. "This trip just
keeps
getting better and better. What's next, a storm that rains fire on
us?"
He pouts for a moment and then follows Gareth's plan. Staring at
the ceiling
he says "All I'm asking for is a little rest, drink and song. Is
that too
much?" He shakes his head and gathers his gear.
Keldar follows Garth's advice, but refuses to give up the bundle
of food
in his cloak.
Arilyn feels a rush of fear race through her as she smells the
acrid
smoke. She tries to control her urge to run out the door but
stops...knowing that Gareth's words are wise. She twists her head
searching for Kay, feeling a light shiver flow through her as she
sees
the sell-sword.
Jahl listens eagerly and intently as everyone shares their
histories and
experiences yeat at the same time he seems to get increasingly
nervous and
quiet. As the door bursts open Jahl almost seems relieved by the
distraction.
It takes but a moment for the full force of the guard's words
to sink in.
Just as everyone else in the room skurries to grab their
equipment, Jahl
jumps up and rushes to gather his own gear.
When Jahl returns from the room where he had stored his
equipment, he
quickly sets himself to the tasks that Gareth had barked out. As
soon as he
is finished Jahl does what he can to help anyone else out.
Throughout the madness, Jahl demands of the guard, "where did
the fire
start and is anyone else in danger? How is the Lord or his
child?"
After Gareth returns, Jahl nods his agreement to his order.
"Aye! I'll
be the last one out!"
As everyone else crawls out the door, Jahl takes a few moments
running
from one room to the next making certain that all has left. Then
he quickly
crawls out after.
"Are there any children in the keep?" Catherine demands of
Reynold's men who may be near by. "Grareth, once we're outside we
should
see about forming a bucket brigade from the central well. With
Reynold's
men and ourselves we should have plenty of people to do so...er,
once we
find out just where the fire is."
"They should all be out by now." the guard moves quickly down the
stairs. "Hurry
now try not to breathe the smoke!" The flames make the walls feel
very hot to the
touch and as you pass the second floor doors, you can see flames
shooting out
underneath them. as you pass the second floor doors, from behind
you, you hear the
timbers falling throwing major sparks down the hall in your
direction.
"Www-hat, (as Barbaxle head turns left and right a pale look
comes
over his face) I knew I shouldn't have stayed in the stupid
building!!!"
After that he goes and gets this leather armor and puts it in has
backpack
with the other stuff stored in there. Grabing only his scimitar,
he raps
his cloak around his head and clothed body. Jumps in the tub and
gets
soaking wet. When he comes out of the room, he heads straight for
the door.
He will not let anyone block his way your can see a crazed look on
his face.
Nothing is going to stop him from getting out of this place.
Wulfgar rolls to his feet picking his gear up (Not hard as he
never leaves
it far from his person anyway.) Moving to the door he kneels down
next to
it placing the back of his hand close to it. Looking around he
gestures for
the others to hurry "Come on, move your sorry backsides a bit
faster.
Gareth I would suggest you put a wet cloth on your hands if you
intend to
carry your armour!"
As you step into the courtyard, you see several people milling
about.
Children and elderly seem to be huddled several yards away in
relative
safety as men are beginning to form a chain to pass buckets
towards the
burning walls. Fire can be seen shooting out the windows of the
tower
wing where you were housed on all 3 floors now although the
second floor
seems to be the worse. Reggie steps back as you decide if you
want to
join the line or not and shouts some words. The fire seems to
momentarily recede as Reggie vanishes instantly from sight. In
his place
stands a fat purple duck with a gold colored bill.
Wulfgar looks around at the people then at the funny duck which
has
appeared. "Okay people we are obviously not wanted here it seems
that the
only fire is in the wing where we were given rooms!". Drawing his
sword "I
think perhaps a few final words with the Lord before we leave" He
turns and
looks around to see if Lord Reynold is in sight his eyes burn with
anger
"And someone pick up the duck before he gets eaten!"
Catherine steps in front of Wulfgar and closes her hand
around the blade
of his sword - tightly. Ignoring cuts now in her hand she gazes up
at the
man. "And just what are you planning to say to him that requires
this?
Look, running him through won't solve our problems and only add to
them. I
agree, perhaps we have over stayed our welcome, granted, but it
won't solve
matters any by you
plunging your sword through his head...no matter how good that
might feel,
I can't say I have never met the man. Besides, we're out
numbered. Please, put your sword away."
Arilyn quickly joins the chain of people..nodding her head to
those on
either side of her..letting them know that she is here to help
them. As
she passes buckets she says, "Look at that duck, it is a sign from
the
gods for you to tell me whatever you know about Lord Reynolds and
this
fire. It is a gift from the gods..now speak."
"I think another spell backfired again.", Kay corrects Arilyn,
"So, please
stop talking to the duck, or someone will have you committed.",
her last
comment is said with a wicked smile.
She spends a few moments to place her armor on properly and once
everything
is in order, Kay grabs a bucket and joins the others. "Come on
heroes!", she
directs this to Gareth and Catherine, "Stop gabbing and help us
with this
fire!"
Wulfgar looks at Catherine as she grabs his sword, "Remove your
hands from
my sword! You may have been sent by my goddess but do not try my
patience.
Perhaps you would be better to help the others put out the fire."
His eyes
seem to dance with a life of their own, "Running him through was
not what I
had in mind but there are a few things that need to be sorted out,
someone
tried to kill us and there is always a need to be prepared to
defend
ourselves." He lifts his free hands and placing it on Catherine's
shoulder
and with a quick push nudges her away. "You have not been with
the group
and no me not to keep interfering so step aside or help the
others.!"
Gareth's iron grip encloses Wulfgar's wrist like a manacle as the
knight
approaches the exchange. "Since the smoke coming from the fire is
heavy, you must not have seen Catherine when you so recently
bumped her,
but knowing you, you will properly apologize for an action that
seemed
to strike a lady, yes?" Gareth's voice drops to level hearable
only by
Wulfgar and Catherine (though the latter is obviously not intended
to
hear). "Jayar was the last person in our group to overreact and
search
for blood; 'his' actions killed another, remember?" The paladin
straightens and booms a call to the assembled peoples. "The duck
is no
sign, but everyone's presence her is... there is time for talking
afterwards... for now, let us put our that fire; watch for falling
timbers!"
Wulfgar looks at Gareth as he grasps Wulfgars hand "Release your
grip Sir
Knight I did not hit anyone I dislike anyone grabbing my weapon.
You
yourself suspect Lord Reynold and that is my view also, I think
someone
tried to kill us with this fire as it is only in our section of
the keep. I
intend to defend us if someone should attack and I never said I
was going to
run anyone through I said Lord Reynold had to answer for some of
his actions
and answer he will. I am offended Sir Knight that after all this
time you
side so quickly against me in what can only be judged as a
miss-understanding of my words and no more." Wulfgar turns his
head away
from the Knight a look of doubt crossing his face. He turns back
to
Catherine, "If my words lead you to believe that I intended to run
through
the Lord then my lady you do not know me well yet unlike some
others in our
company I can forgive you your actions. A servant of Callus will
very
seldom strike the first blow in a fight. . You have hurt your
hand severely
please allow me to heal the wound." He reaches out and runs his
own hand
over the wounded area, healing it at a touch.
Wulfgar looks at Gareth as he grasps Wulfgars hand "Release your
grip
Sir Knight I did not hit anyone I dislike anyone grabbing my
weapon.
You yourself suspect Lord Reynold and that is my view also, I
think
someone tried to kill us with this fire as it is only in our
section of
the keep.
I am offended Sir Knight that after all this time you side so
quickly
against me in what can only be judged as a miss-understanding of
my
words and no more."
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Gareth looks deeply at Wulfgar. "You know well that I champion
defending, not attacking, and that I consider protecting this
party a
very important issue to me, Wulfgar, just as I treasure you as a
friend
and companion in arms. Your words," the paladin suggestingly taps
the
bared blade dripping with Catherine's blood, "were not in the
wisdom I
have come to expect of you and rely upon. In front of an
assemblage of
Reynold's people you mention that he must be made to account for
something and draw a blade with fury in thy eye. How
appears things to the many watchers around us? Their favoured
lord's
men rescue the strangers, who promptly suggest threatening him
with
Reynold's armed guardsmen around? Not the most pleasant manner in
which
to secure their aid." Gareth releases his grip and pats Wulfgar
on the
shoulder. "I agree with you that we must speak with Reynold, for
I do
also wonder at him and his actions. Lady Catherine and I both
believed
your actions ripe to be miscontrued by others... and pushing a
woman is
also unlike a certain half-elf I know. We all can react a little
more
than is prudent, myself most definitely. I think lord Reynold
does have
an appointment with us, however." Gareth steps aside for Wulfgar
to
heal Catherine and strides swiftly towards the group putting out the fire.
Wulfgar looks back at Catherine and Gareth, shaking his head he
drops his
backpack to the ground and opens it and checks the contents for
damage.
Muttering to himself as he does this and shaking his head again
before he
re-fastens the flap. He then checks his bow and quiver for fire
damage. ."
Standing up straight Wulfgar looks to the sky and raises his arms
his sword
glistening in the moonlight. "CALLUS!!!" He yells out.
After Barbaxle gets out of the house, he tries to find the most
wide open
space available and kneels down. While he tries to calm himself,
he will
watch the fire brigade try to extinguish the fire. He does see a
little
commotion between Gareth, Wulfgar, and Catherine, but can't hear
what they
are saying over the screams of the people. As the fire is put out,
he will
re-join the group.
Keldar looks down at the duck, with a confused face. "Duck don't
seem
right. I'd taken him for a sow or boar, not a duck." Shaking his
head,
"Seems that magic's really goin' wacky now. Cummon
ducky...er...Reggie
Think that yer in line fer a reward after that one. Lets go find
the
ownera this thing and get yer reward."
Keldar seems completely oblivious of the argument a sword drawing
happening around him. A dreamy smile has crossed his face, and
looks like
a child observing the wonders of the world.
Catherine squeezes her now healed left hand tightly around
Gareth's
for comfort as she waits patiently for Wulfgar to finish. When he
does she
looks at him imploringly. "We have a task to perform and the
sooner we
forget this and move on. I am not going to patronize you, but I
had to prove
to you that I was just as serious as you were."
Wulfgar looks at Catherine and smiles a warmth in his eyes and it
sparkles
leaving you feeling uncertain. "You did what you felt you had to
do and I
respect that in another, I know that we will survive this and
hopefully
bring peace to this area once again. However you must remember
that I felt
the party was in danger and I acted as I would expect others to
and that was
in a defensive manner by being ready o defend us should we have
come under
attack. I am not the type of person to fly of the handle and go
running
people through even if their actions had warranted it. I feel
disappointed
that Gareth after all the time we have spent together obviously
did not
trust me enough or know me well enough to realise this. I hold no
ill
feelings towards anyone, but please do not ever grab the bared
blade of a
person you do not know, for what would I have done if my blade was
poisoned
and I did not have and cure?" A smile crosses his face and he
steps closer
and looks deep into Catherine's eyes, he raises a hand and places
it on her
shoulder "Welcome to our little group Catherine!" Without another
thought
he turns and looks around now that the fire has been extinguished
he looks
to make sure everyone is present and safe.
While helping to fight the fire, Arilyn looked over to Wulfgar and
Catherine..trying to figure out what was happening. She was
unable to
hear what was said but was very much aware of the tension in the
air
between the two. She wishes she had acted faster and as she walks
over
to them with a pail of water she hears what they are saying.
Without
stopping, she throws the pail of water over them both. "Do you
think
you can find a better time to prove how the brave and honourable
you
both are? Wulfgar..I had thought you had better control of your
obvious
temper..and Catherine, grabbing a blade with your bare hand shows
a
definite lack of judgement. Are you both under a spell that has
made
you act like spoiled children?" In a huff Arilyn runs back to the
folks
that need her aid.
Vincas looks from the now extinguished fire, to Reggie the duck,
and finally
to Keldar.
"Umm, Keldar...did you do all this." He says, waving his hand at
the too
quickly extinguished flames. "I mean, great feats of magic from
you I
expect, but Reggie? Gods, he's full of surprises."
Vincas crouches down and peers intently at the duck. "Yep, that's
Reggie, no
two ways about it. His stomach's rumbling."
He watches the exchange between Wulfgar, Catherine and Gareth with
interest,
but doesn't say anything. When tempers have finally cooled he
smiles and
nods. "It's good to see that you all have our safety in mind.
Travelling
with a group of this size makes me feel quite safe indeed.
Wulfgar, your
actions have reminded me of a dear friend recently lost, and for a
moment I
could almost hear him bellowing out commands."
He smiles, enjoying his far away memories for a moment longer
before
returning to the smoldering reality around him. He sighs and
brushes ashes
and soot from his yellow shirt. "Ughh, this will never come out.
And I just
put this on."
The black bag at his feet opens, and he begins digging around
inside. From
all apearances the large bag that he travels with hold little
except spare
clothing. He produces a conserative (for him) blue shirt and
promptly puts
it on.
Keldar beams up at Vincas, with a child-like smile. "Magic is
really good.
Magic always saves the day." He then goes back to petting the
duck.
As the bucket of water covers him and Catherine Wulfgar looks at
Arilyn and
laughs "Well, there you go, out of the frying pan into a bucket of
water,
ha! ha! ha!" He turns to Catherine and extends his hand "Let us
put this
behind us and start afresh my friend? Now that the fire has been
put out
let us see who can give us some answers?" He slides his sword
into it's
sheath and waits a moment to see if Catherine will shake his hand
if she
does fine if not then he turns and walks away to where Arilyn and
the others
who helped fight the fire are standing.
Catherine looks at Arilyn then looks at Wulfgar then
whispers to Wulfgar
as Arilyn runs off. "First lake we come across she goes in, 'kay?"
Wulfgar looks at Catherine and smiles "She has a lot to learn
about the ways
of Callus" Then walks away.
Once the fire is all taken care of, Kay finds her way to Arilyn,
"I believe
I overheard the three wise kings over there saying that this was
some kind
of attempt on out lives..If so, we're not talking about really
bright
assassins..I mean, if they actually knew what they were doing,
they would of
at least waited till we were asleep, did something that guard, and
blocked
up that door somehow. Then we'd be in trouble..And there was
always the
food, it was there before us, and somebody with half-a-brain could
of
poisoned it without anyone knowing it." She dusts off her hands
and properly
adjusts her armor and glances at the non-soot-covered three,"Guess
it was
below them to help. Figures."
After giving a dirty look to the argueing members of the party,
Keldar
picks up the purple duck, starts singing a childhood song, and
walks
towards the closest guard standing around.
He stands infront of the guard, holing the dick up to the guards
face
(well... as close as he can manage).
"'scuse me sir, but this duck made the fire go out through magic.
I think
you should get your boss to give him a big reward..." Keldar holds
the
duck against his head "... and something to eat too. Magic makes
him
hungry."
The guard looks down at the childlike face of the gnome and is
obviously
struggling very hard not to smile. "I don't know about a reward
my lad, but
I'm sure you can find him something to eat in the kitchen." He
points towards
a door several yards to the left of the burned wing and
apparently unharmed.
Tears start to well in the gnomes eyes. "But the duck saved the
castle and
maybe the town. IT'S NOT FAIR. HE DOES MAGIC, AND GET TURNED TO A
DUCK TO
HELP YOU, AND YOU DON'T HAVE A REWARD FOR HIM. WHAT KIND OF A
PLACE IS
THIS?!?!?"
With his yells, then gnome bends his knees quickly with each
syllable,
giving the impression of jumping, without leaving the ground.
Jahl comes back to where he had deposited his equipment
drenched in sweat
and covered in soot. As he gathers his stuff, he speaks
non-chalantly.
"So much for the bath I had taken," he says with a lopsided
grin. "We're
lucky nobody was hurt in that blaze. It grew much too fast to be
an
accident," Jahl says soberly. "I think somebody doesn't like us.
I don't
think it would be the Lord though. What Lord would sacrifice his
home to
try to kill us? It must be someone else."
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