#kc_necropolis

Symon looks tempted. But.,.. "I never did ask Siv where she got those chimerical tentacles for Sir Florin. Better not wake up something that might be already mad." He moves past.

"Right. You want to poke a giant squid, you do that on your own."

And they move on, no threats seen, though that umbrella gets a work out. Then, they see a guy... his kith is hard to tell, but he's on the silver...he has a cart he's pushing. he sees them and smiles BIG, eyes going to their feet "Care to sell your soles?"

"Sorry, no."

"Oh, but you have such expansive feet... perhaps trade, your shoes for this baseball card? " He waves it about

"Sorry."

And... they walk by...

unless Symon wants to offer HIS soles

Baseball? Not his thing... he moves on.

they hear the guy sniffing his collection behind them, and move on. Olgar's warning was a good one

the trod turns ... more fluid? still holding them up, but it begins to slope... and then suddenly, they realize they're on a water slide of a trod,

(Dex plus Athletics , please)

/roll 8

/roll 4

Symon is wise enough to not try to balance or hang onto anyting on the path - instead, he holds onto something rock-solid - Dagmar!

It works,,, and.. you know what? If you enjoy water slides, you'll love this... a rush of slippery adventure that most folks would buy a ticket for

Dagmar's natural ability and training in athletics really pays off! They slide down to find themselves on a shore.... a sea trod before them

Well, a great lake trod? But there's a silver strip shimmering on the surface. They can start swimming if they want

Dagmar actually laughs!

"Okay, that was kinda cool."

Dagmar might recall there being something about a guy with a boat?

but she doesn't see one

She cups her hands around her mouth. "Mugo?"

She doesn't hear anything... but Symon does. they're in the Dreaming after all, and his senses are extra sharp

Symon hears a muffled mmmph sound from behind a rock

He moves over and looks behind the rock.

(Stealth plus Dex... big challenge i know)

/roll 7

A redcap has someone (Mugo?) bound and gagged as said cap loots a small skiff of a boat

Symon holds a finger to his lips, and leans in to carefully slice the gag off the bound fellow. He whispers, "Your name?"

"Mugo" the guy whispers.

He slides away, back over to Dagmar. "We have two fellows here. One looting the boat, and one tied up. If he's telling the truth, he's Mugo. If he's not... he's still the one tied up. How you want to play this?"

"Play knight errant and get the looter?"

And she unshoulders Flyswatter.

"It could be a misleading situation, maybe he did that nice cap wrong." Symon smiles thinly. "But you've got the magic ear for the truth."

A nod.

Bilbo looks up, eager to help.

Tromp tromp tromp! No stealth for the small blue mountain.

Symon tightens the strap on the carrier. "Not you, drain clog."

"What's going on here?"

"I'm ... my name is mogo.. you need a ride?' the redcap lies bold faced

Grunt. The spike of her halberd appears pressed against his throat - due to the angle, if he wanted to bite it, he would need to press forward against the weapon and impale that tender flesh.

"Back the halberd off before I shove it up your ass" It's a sudden warning... enough to cow many

but then, trolls can be stubborn

(WP roll for Dagmar. She may spend one if she likes)

(Spending, yes.)

/roll 6