Thread: The Khazad-dumish Inn.. Please watch your head coming through the door.
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i.e: Bob walked in and sung a song by the Beatles, then Grondy congratulated him and gave him a mug of beer. Halo_Black jumped down from the ceiling, snarled at the newcomer, and turned into a sheep.
That sort of thing .
I'll begin that thread tomorrow. On with the story!
Eruheran looked up in shock at the mention of the eggs being from Grondys pet spider, and swoops up the egg he had found, running to the stables. Minutes later, the door slammed open, and 25 soldiers walked in, without Eruheran. Swords were raised,
"We are the Guard of Ch’sor, here on Eruherans orders, where is our master?" One of them muttered, examining the place, grinning at the large statue, before noticing there was still a pool of wine around it, a broken glass, some moldy ruined dinner and a splodge of blood on one of the corners, and it was in between 2 halves of a table. The door reopened, Eruheran ran in, and the man who spoke turned.
"Master." He muttered, "We came, however we saw a decently sized gang of thugs, around 30 of them, a few miles back, raiding a building, saying stuff about preparing for the fight tomorrow." The guard muttered,
"Arthion, there is a spider in the cellar, DO NOT Harm it, we may need it to help us when Ebrond and his thugs arrive, trap it in the first room you find. I Carved my signature into it..." Eruheran began, as Fornac scowled at what Eruheran called a signature, "... and Should be big enough for the Spider. After that, you find us a room further down, which is fully empty, and the Women and Cowards hide in there. Then, when the Thugs arrive, you and the warriors of this inn shall hold them back, and you will make a temporary barricade next to the first door of the cellar. We shall lock ourselves upstairs, and open the cellar door. The Spider shall sort out the surviving 'Bailiffs' and thugs." Eruheran muttered, drawing his plan up on the darts scoreboard.
"Yes sir," Arthion muttered, "Dab your arrows in temporary black-out poison, and use that time to get the Spider to the first wine cellar. Then clear the nearest room, and evacuate the cowards and women to it. If the legends about this place are true, Dwarf, you stay with them, in-case the inn falls, so you can lead the survivors through the long tunnels to Khazad-D’m." Arthion added, pointing to Thorin. "Then barricade off the tunnels, just after the first door, but make it weak, enough to fool spiders and thugs. Another person shall stay by the barricade, someone familiar with the Spider, and shall wait our signal to release it. We shall hold them back then head to the top floor, and barricade it. When they search the cellar, release the spider." Arthion finished, explaining what Eruheran said.
'Your plans are flawed, Eruheran,' he said. 'That monster is far more dangerous than any of those thugs could hope to be. Releasing it would be a mistake. I doubt even that Captainduck will return to this inn, but if you feel them still to be a threat, you can leave the inn and go further along the Road with your guard. Set up an ambush.'
You could do it with a Journal Entry, if you wished. By the way, what's that other one you posted? A beginning of a story?
"Are we sure the 30 thugs down the road were not talking abut us? I Checked the stables a moment ago, and there was a horses head in place of a horse. Don't know whos." Eruheran replied to Fornac. "He promised to return by the end of the month, with bailiffs to take down the inn. How do you know he won't." Arthion added, from what Eruheran had told him.
Yar herd our red h'ring, Stay wear yar sitting, No funny bisness, let us do our job.
Ebrond laughs, signulling his thugs to find the remaning customers and all expensive items. The Inn would then be destroyed.
We herd ya talk of a chronicle of this inn, this is the epilog!
"So you are a fraud, making money from being thieves and thugs, taking expensive items and heirlooms, and selling them in other inns, which are then destroyed, for some reason. And, I am sure we don't have insurance." Eruheran shouted, passing his recently made staff to Arthion.
Fornad twisted around, drawing his razor-sharp longsword from its scabbard and stabbing a thug through his stomach in a heartbeat. He ducked under a mace swing from another and sliced his throat, blood spraying as the two bodies thumped to the floor.
As he leaped onto a table, drawing his bow and an arrow from his back, he shouted:
'To me, Thorin, Eruheran, Icefangs and the guards! This inn will not fall to brigands and thugs!'
He nocked an arrow, drew the string to his eye, and shot another thug in the neck.
'Bloody insurance,' he muttered, as five more came towards him. 'They never give up.'
"Fornac, Don't... oh fine, I'll join in." Eruheran muttered, signalling for Arthion and his men to attack.
"Hey, Ebrond, We surrender." Arthion shouted, stopping. He raised his arm in a signal, and all the soldiers, thugs and Fornac stopped.
"Search the cellars, there is a room, the first one along, Grondmasters office, there is a scroll, if you can sign the contract, you have full ownership of the inn." Arthion explained, opening the Cellar doors.
"It Needs 25 Witnesses to confirm it. Take your men." Eruheran added, from his knowledge of contracts.
'I'm going to kill you, Chasorian!' he lied, running towards Eruheran and gripping him by the collar. 'Act like you're betraying me,' he whispered in Eruheran's ear, before Arthion grabbed him.
"I'll explain later." Arthion muttered, and winked at Fornac. Fornac stepped backwards from Arthion, then the 3 Warriors ran to the cellar door, opening it.
OOC: Where is this ending up?
'I'm sorry about that outburst, friend,' he said, patting Ebrond's back. 'Now if you'll just sign here...'
Then he saw something twice as big as a horse shift slightly in the far side of the room. It clicked, sounding like very large mandibles.
'Ha... uh, I'll just go and see how Eruheran's getting on,' he said, sidling back out the door. With a desicive turn, he locked it.
Let's see how they get on against a descendant of Ungoliant, he thought with glee.
'I am sorry about calling you traitors,' he said, turning to Eruheran and Arthion, who were both grinning. 'That was a masterstroke, leading him in like that.'
High-pitched growls and clicks began to come from inside, followed by a man's scream abruptly cut off and a few loud crashes.
OOC: Your thugs will get killed, but we'll allow you to live. Even though we'll tie you up. You shouldn't mess with the Inn, nor it's inhabitants.
Arthion grabbed a rock from the half built barricade, and placed 3 of them infront of the door, weakly blocking it so it would take strong force to break it down from the inside. He walked down the corridor to Fornac, and pulled out an egg.
"So, Ranger. When they searched the tunnels before, they got the inns contract, and found another egg. They broke the egg, stuffed inside the Contract and put it inside their bag. At the same time, 2 other soldiers briefly knocked out Grondmasters spider, and hit it behind a extremely bookcase in that room, so when it revived, It would smash through the bookcase, and deal with the threat." Arthion explained, dropping the egg. The Inns contract fell out.
"Arthion, if Captain Duck continues to stir stuff up, I will call you back. Fetch 5 Weeks worth of Ch’sorian Wine from my winery in the ruins of Mithingal, and more cows, as a present to this inn." Eruheran asked, opening the door for Arthion. The 24 survivors walked out.
Captain Duck, There is a secret tunnel behind the smashed bookcase. Go through it, and if you come back like this again the spider of grondmaster will be lethal.
Mines more clever
As the guard of Ch’sor left the area, Eruheran slowly sealed the doorway with bricks. His soldiers had taken emerald Grondy outside, and Eruheran was sat on the bench in place of the center table, carving the Emerald shard into a dragons head, with a ruby orb in the mouth that glowed through the eyes.
"So, in the last few weeks, the inn has had its roof collapse, giant spider eggs and invasion from some weird blokes, how do we clean it?" Eruheran asked, placing the staff and Dragon head to one side and began to pick up plate and glass shards.
He pulled himself up from his chair and slung his bag on to his back.
'If you'll excuse me, ladies and gentlemen,' he said, nodding to all, 'I'm going to my bed. I wish you all good night!'
With that he walked across the main room and went up the stairs to the right of the bar, disappearing from sight.
Eva, having heard some of the commotion, turned back to the inn, hoping that Ice would heed her words and turn back as well, or at least that Selen was nearby and would take care of her mistress.
She stared around at the mess. By the Havens, those two are as bad as Clover for making a mess. I bet that insurance fellow showed up again, but still. I leave for a few minutes, and this happens... She moved to a closet to grab a broom and dustpan to sweep up the glass. "I wasn't planning to ask for my old job back, but it looks like I'll have to at least fill in for a while," she muttered. "Which is good, because I'm not even sure who I'd give the money to if I were to try to pay tonight..."
Eruheran ran down the stairs as soon as he woke, and notices a new person at the door.
"Have some of my wine! and a Tenner!" Eruheran shouted, throwing a 10 Mithrill piece across the room, and pulling some Ch’sorian wine out of his bag, pouring some for Ashwyn.
"She sang? Relations to the Insurance company which we had to deal with?" Eruheran asked, sliding it down the bar.
"I'll check on that spider." Eruheran announced, pulling out his scimitar and staff, heading to the cellar door.
He barged it open, jogging down the corridor, before finding the door to the wine chamber shattered. He walked in, finding 12 people wound up in spiders silk, and a trail of blood leading into the small hole behind a shattered bookcase. He walked towards the hole, and saw a trail of dead men. He hadn't realise they could escape this way. He lit his torch, and headed down the bloodstained tunnel.
Eruheran reached the end, seeing a collapsing man, who had got this far down the tunnels before getting attacked, but he didn't know what.
"Thug, Where is Ebrond, and the spider." Eruheran, offering the thug his hand.
"I was poisoned, I am weak..." The Man explained.
"The body is Weak when it understands its weakness. The body is Strong when it understands its strength. The Defence of an Elf and the Strength of a Warg march together within every man. So to call one man Weak and another Strong merely serves to indicate the possibilities of their achieving the opposite." Eruheran told the man, not making any sense, but being dramatic. The Man suddenly collapsed, going into a coma.
"You deserved this fate." Eruheran muttered, dragging the man out of the cave onto a large snow covered rock. He was in a snowing forest, and could see no trace of the spider.
The Cellar door bursts open, and Eruheran runs in, pulling his cloak off and throwing it on a table.
"No Trace of the Spider. Or Ebrond, but there was a odd trail of bodies, they were slaughtered." Eruheran explains, pulling out a scroll, a map of the Cellars that he found.
"The Cellars are in a mess. Dead Thugs everywhere, a few spider eggs lying around, trails of blood, ruined by the fact we never use them. Anyone want to help set up wall-torches along the corridors, and clean the place up?" Eruheran asked, while secretly carving
'Eruheran Surivan 2K10' on the table.
Ashwyn stands up, smiles and bows, "I'm afraid I was unsure of whether, with all that is happening, singing was still mandatory, but seeing as it is I shall sing you a song of my coming to fair Lothlorien!" So saying she stands and begins to sing in a melodious lilting voice:
"I've wandered long and travelled afar,
through many lands under moon and star,
Always wondering whether rest I should find,
Some day in a place that my heart it could bind,
And so one day to a forest I came,
Who had history long, and had great fame,
Lothlorien was the fair place I did see,
The great Golden valley of the Mallorn tree!"
having finished her song Ashwyn bowed and smiled and her deep blue eyes were grave,
"I hope that was suitable! And while I may not seem a warrior I have seen my own share of battles! So keep that in mind if you ever need help in the future!" Her eyes flashed once but soon had an easy going sparkle in them and so saying she sat down.
"I'll have some Ch’sorian, thank you." A voice from miles down the tunnels echoed. Eruheran grinned, before humming the Indy theme.
Eruheran heard the conversation, and suddenly stops humming.
"The Roof fell in, then the insurance company arrived, and shut us down and tried to mug us because they were frauds, they got trapped in these tunnels, and I need help!" Eruheran roared, before humming Indiana Jones even louder. Within minutes, he was roaring it at the top of his voice. After a quick break, he begins to roar the badger song.
"BADGER BADGER BADGER BADGER BADGER BADGER BADGER...."
"Of cause I can walk, but a few days ago the roof fell in, and almost broke my leg, but I need the Staff of Surivan to walk properly, but I can sprint fine without it. The Ch’sorian wine which you like is expensive, and I have secretly made a contract allowing all the profit from it going to me, King of Ch’sor, Eruheran Surivan." Eruheran explained, picking up the large plank of wood with the emerald dragon at the end, which was now a official family relic.
"Have a tenner." Eruheran muttered, pulling a coin out of his shoes. As they walked back to the Inn, he began to sing.
Here's a llama
there's a llama
and another little llama
i was once a treehouse
i lived in a cake
but i never saw the way
the orange slayed the rake
i was only three years dead
but it told a tale
and now listen, little child
to the safety rail
did you ever see a llama
kiss a llama
on the llama
tastes of llama
half a llama
twice the llama
not a llama
llama in a car
alarm a llama
is THIS how it's told now?
is it all so old?
is it made of lemon juice?
now my song is getting thin
i've run out of luck
time for me to retire now
and become a duck.
"Its caused too much trouble, flee, it is too strong for an elf, and a woman." Eruheran muttered, before roaring again.
"You would be a good addition to my personal army, I hadn't expected a woman to be as good as you say you are. And I was attacked by 5 Spiders from behind, who seem to be children of the Spider of Grondy." Eruheran muttered, hearing a hiss from behind, and spun, hitting the first spider in the face with his scimitar, killing it from the shock and power of his swing.
"Nice to meet you," Eruheran added, grinning at the elf.
*=This was in the Second age
"Where are the last 2?" Eruheran muttered, standing back to back with Ashwyn, so they could watch their backs.
"Be Alert." Eruheran muttered, as he stabbed the spider in the face.
Ashwyn, I know you are too much of a coward to join my army , but would you like to join in on this thread? Its Eruheran, Joe the Bard and some un-named guy [Thorin] travelling Middle-Earth, before single-handedly, or with a small force of elves, taking down the temple of Ch’sor, reclaiming it. Want to join in?
Edited by Amari’ to add end tags.
Eruheran sprant back through the corridor and went to bed.