Jailed

Grant Herion · Post by **Grant Herion** » Mon Feb 16, 2004 12:19 am

Grant sits pridefully in his chair in the prison Darlok trapped him in. He does not know what role he has to play, the spirit of mind told him he had a role to play, but he cannot see it now.

Konstantin K · Post by **Konstantin K** » Mon Feb 16, 2004 1:09 am

Trapped with Grant Herion, Konstantin realizes his plans didn;t go too well. Instead of turning Grant in gracefully, he is now in the same shoes with him.
This pretty much made Darlok a fool in his eyes forever.
It also made Nerevar and Shaah traitors.

He sits on the floor and reads a book.

Grant Herion · Post by **Grant Herion** » Mon Feb 16, 2004 1:43 am

*clink clink clink clink* are the sounds echoing in the castle. Grant desperately tries to make a hole so he can escape. He knows hiw execution is coming soon. Darlok won't keep him alive for long. He has to get out. He must escape.

Val De Gausse · Post by **Val De Gausse** » Mon Feb 16, 2004 1:52 am

Val waits readying for Hamlet's hunter to come out of the castle. His body is pressed against a wall, he walks out in the open and there stands the hunter. He sighs and says,

"I don't want to fight either of you"

Val looks at him and says,

"You killed my friend"

He replies,
"He has a bounty on his head"
Val quickly retorts,
"Then you work for Darlok"
Val moves in and begins to attack, as he slashes him the hunter runs and circles the desert. Then goes back and runs to Darlok, A crowd chases Val out. As he was hiding he heard someone say "but there is wine in the other room, trap me in there"

After a commotion is down, Val goes in and taps on the door. He notices Grant is in there, and hears clanking at a wall. Val thinks and goes up stairs and begins to burrow in through the roof.

Konstantin K · Post by **Konstantin K** » Mon Feb 16, 2004 2:54 am

K throws Grant more hammers and axes.

Hopeless... knock yourself out... but on the other hand...

Konstantin focuses on the point in the wall Grant is hitting.

This is an idea, and it may work.

Konstantin opens his broad coat and has a bunch of crossbow bolts with him, and several hammers.

He joins Grant in his work.

clink clink clink clink

Salathe · Post by **Salathe** » Mon Feb 16, 2004 3:04 am

Outside, Salathe wonders into the courtyard of the castle, he sets himself infront of the fountain and cups his hands and puts them underwater. As he brings the water to his mouth 3 orcs come out from the castle. They say something but Salathe cant understand a word. One of the orcs steps to close to him and he panics, his eyes fill with blood and his grey eyes glow dark red. He jumps at the orc and sticks his sharp claws into his shoulder and tosses him. The orc the other ones referred to as chief moves a bit closer and Salathe jumps on him and sinks his teeth into his neck. He pulls off and screams. The orc tries to fight back but Salathe brings his claws across his face. The last orc draws his sword and Salathe knocks the sword from his hand and tosses the orc onto the ground. He crawls over him, letting his long tounge hang from his mouth. He looks down at the orc with blood slowly dripping from his eyes. The orc reaches for his sword but Salathe sinks his claws into his arm. Suddenly, Salathe begins to thrash violenty at the air. He jerks back and falls to the ground and begins to cough up blood. The three orcs glance at eachother and their wounds and run back into the castle. Salathe crawls and lays next to the fountain and tries to get water for himself. He sticks his bloodstained face into the fountain and takes a mouthful. He pulls it out and looks at the blood flowing through the water.

Tssssss.....

He leaves the courtyard into the rocky grounds and watches again, for he is still hungry for blood.

((this did happen, all three orcs were killed, so dont think im force roleplaying =P))

Konstantin K · Post by **Konstantin K** » Mon Feb 16, 2004 4:00 am

Sitting in a dark wet corner of Darlok's prison, K starts to pray to the Protector of Shadows.
He tried to laugh and smile into an enemy's face, when they made fun of him, he acted foolishly to make them angry, but nevertheless, pain and hunger, and thick walls were suffocating the creature of nature.
No wide area. No place to breathe.

He rolled into a ball on the floor, tired of trying to hammer the wall. Grant kept trying, but K got tired.
Not for the first time, Konstantin squeezed his daggers in his fists, and said his little lithany:

Lead me, O Heavenly Father, in the path of right. I walk alone and stumble in the dark. Show me the light, and I'll go there. Let me find peace in my own heart, and save me from my enemies...

Grant Herion · Post by **Grant Herion** » Mon Feb 16, 2004 6:41 am

Grant collapses from exhaustion. He rests his sweaty head onto the cold wet floor of the castle's prison. All the hammering hardly made a dent. Konstantin had soon lost all hope of escaping. Grant was dissapointed that Darlok had gotten to Konstantin so quickly.
It had not yet been a day, and Grant was still prideful. He would not whimper or beg infront of Darlok. He would escape. He held onto that hope now.
He had prayed to Nargun, to give him the strength of a hundred men to crush the walls of the castle. But that prayer hadn't been listened to.
Grant would rest now, for a long sleep. He hadn't eaten yet, he had spit onto the rotten food and fungus ridden bucket of water.
But he was now regretting that. He was light headed and concentrating on any given idea hurt. Moving to quickly hurt now as well. So now he would rest. He would look into his depot for any source of nutrition. Perhaps some of his potions would fill him...
Perhaps even his men would come and save him during the night... He held on to the thought til he fell asleep.

Derinoar Fallvictor · Post by **Derinoar Fallvictor** » Mon Feb 16, 2004 7:08 am

Late in the night, a man incase in black cloak limps in to the castle, he runs to where grant is being held..He quickly grabs one of the bags forum around his shuldder and puts i through the window, inside is plent of food some needs items and one small dagger

"I'm going to get you out of here...."

The cloaked, man beings to tap softly on the door, looking for any weak spots..The man sighs as he can't find a weak spot anywhere on the door......Readguardless he Grabs 'his' war hammer and slams in to the door with all his might, the door doesn't budge..He slams again..nothing...he slams one last time and the door cracks a litte.He pulls the hammer back to read for another blow....Right before he swings he hears someone shout.....

"Who is there !?"

The man runs and hides

Derinoar Fallvictor · Post by **Derinoar Fallvictor** » Mon Feb 16, 2004 7:16 am

A guard comes by and looks around..he notice the crack on the door and begins to sreach the area..he walks right beside the cloaked man-who is hiding behind quite a kegs of wine-The guard sreachs some more then goes out side to have alook. The cloaked figures runs back over to the spot again..he drops a small note throught he window, takes one last look at his leader & king and sighs as he runs off.........

The note reads "We are coming for you..

((edit: i did all of this in game to.))

Konstantin K · Post by **Konstantin K** » Mon Feb 16, 2004 6:19 pm

Konstantin opens his eyes. He looks back. Grant is sleeping.
The answer came by itself, as usually. He had it all the time, it was his hope, but it was dangerous getting too excited or cocky with it.

Konstantin crawled to the corner of the cell, looked up and around, took out the bottle with a food potion leftovers that Veralion gave him (he finally DID give it to him). He reached into his pocket, and put some sand and ash into the bottle, along with some powder. Added a little flour as well.

He used a mortar to stir the mixture, and received a gooey mushy substance, kind of like dough, but a lot more glueey. He touched it with his finger - very claylike, just what he was hoping to get. Druidry did not fail him this time.

He took his silverdagger and carved a little pin from a crossbow bolt. A long thin pin.

He pierced the pin through the mushy substance, sticking it into the bottle.
He put a lid on the bottle, leaving the pin stick standing in it.
He hid the bottle in his coat, rolled into a ball, and continued praying...

Waiting...
waiting...

waiting for the right timing when the guards switch shifts...

Grant Herion · Post by **Grant Herion** » Mon Feb 16, 2004 7:05 pm

Grant wakes up now, he finds the bag of food and eats it greedily, not offering any to Konstantin because he knows Konstantin doesn't eat this type of food anyways.
After he is done eating he looks at the wall. He barely did anything, and even if he did make a hole large enough to crawl through, where would he go from there?
The Bloodskull Clan now guarded the cell, they wouldn't let him leave easily. He needed to plan it all out...

Konstantin K · Post by **Konstantin K** » Mon Feb 16, 2004 10:19 pm

Konstantin quietly crawls to the door, keeping his head down, not to be seen in the window.
He reaches into his coat, and feels inside the bottle with his finger.
"Almost hard enough, just a little longer..."
He looks at Grant and shows him to be silent.

He whispers to Grant:

"Grant, ask the guards to bring us some water."

Konstantin K · Post by **Konstantin K** » Tue Feb 17, 2004 1:32 am

Grant asks, and the guards bring water, throwing the bucket in.
After this, Guards turn their attention away from the door, giving Konstantin the moment he wants.

He takes out his bottle with claylike matter in it, and inserts it on the stick into the lock's key hole. He holds it there for a minute or two, and then slowly, carefully removes.

He cuts his finger with a dagger, and uses a quill to write something with his blood on the pages of his book. He draws a picture of the lock's print out, and how it works. Three iron pins coming down the barrel of the lock... should be hard to pick, but manageable.

He hides the bottle, and silently crawls to Grant, who keeps hammering the wall.

He whispers:
See? Now we have the printout of the key. Now we just have to wait till it hardens. And it will. Soon.

And suddenly... Konstantin and Grant feel a Divine Presence in the room...
Konstantin puts away the book, the dagger, the print...
Then, something outstanding happens...