In the Catacombs

Featuring Lou (Yfelwydan Troll) and Shakhragh (Yfelwydan Orc).

Catacombs
The air is stagnant and oppressive here. It claws at your throat, as you gasp for a fresh breath, and struggle to get out of here. A seemingly endless maze of rough hewn tunnels wind in every direction. A tunnel will end and then branch in several directions, each choice presenting a mystery. Glancing downwards, the floor of the winding tunnels is covered is crushed rock, making any kind of walking difficult. Scattered about on your journey through this maze, ancient battered helms, torch stubs, shields and the skeletons of men litter the tunnels.
Contents:
Lou
Obvious exits:
South, East, West, and North

-------------------------------Trollshaws Time--------------------------------
Real time is: Mon Mar 11 14:56:12 2002 - Elendor time is
Late Night on a Clear Autumn Sterday, October 2, 3025

Note: It is nightime out, so you can leave the the cover of the trees.
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Lou takes in a deep breath, the stench of the catacombs filling his lungs, "Loo's home..." he smiles. "You be careful, der are traps down here... follow Looo close now."

Lou cups his hands around his mouth, and yells out, "[Uruk] Lou's home!" he chuckles for a bit, as 'things' can be heard from inside scurrying about at Lou's seemingly drak words.

The Goblin following after Lou trudges down behind the Troll, eyes furtively glancing about the walls of the ancient dungeon. "Gar... wot is this place?" he asks, anxious in this dark place.

"Loo find it when I come up from da hills after Loo found you, and gave me beemins..." Lou pauses and smiles at Shakh, "Loo still lookin' for em... come..."

Lou has left.

Glowing Cavern
This cavern is better lit than the others in these tunnels, due to some glowing fungus along part of the ceiling. The mist is heavy in this room, however, and it is difficult to tell which way to turn, or even which way it was that you came in from! The fog is thickest to the north and east, which glows blue in the light from the fungi.
Contents:
Lou
Swarm of Bats
Iron Trunk

The group of bats that inhabit these tunnels swoop down and attack Shakhragh with much beating of wings and high-pitched squeaks.

Swarm of Bats flies down and attacks Shakhragh's head!
...and you parry its attack with your Spear!

Lou heads off into the glowing mist.
Lou has left.

Lou arrives from the north.
Lou has arrived.

Catacombs
A light fog lingers in these damp passageways. It appears there are three exits from this room, but you can't be sure. Foul scrawlings dot the walls, as do smudge marks from torches. Glancing downwards, the floor of the winding tunnels is covered is crushed rock, making any kind of walking difficult. Scattered about on your journey through this maze, ancient battered helms, torch stubs, shields and the skeletons of men litter the tunnels.
Obvious exits:
West, South, and North

Old Barrow Wight Chamber
The stench of this room is unbelievable. Chucks of rotting flesh, skeletons, dismembered heads and other gruesome sights fill this cavern. Maggots crawl over everything. In the center of the room is a raised stone dias, on which rests a giant chest.
Contents:
Lou
Gold Chest
Obvious exits:
East, South, West, and North

Shakhragh runs in after Lou, glaring behind him. "Didn't know bats attacked like that!" he snarls, glaring at the blood on his spear. "I'm startin' ter hate this place..."

--Gotta watch dem bats...-- Lou says as he enters what he claims as his chamber, --Der it is...-- he looks about the room, hands proud on his hips. He nods as he looks around, his eyes finally resting on Shakhragh. He face gets suddenly serious and fierce, he bends down and looks at Shakh in the eyes, "[Uruk] After I let you out of this place, you're never to return... do you understand me?" Lou tells the little uruk.

Shakhragh looks up, genuainely afraid of the big Troll for the first time since he'd met him, not knowing that he could speak so. Looking nervously about the ancient chamber, the Goblin chieftain's eyes grow wide as he takes in the utter horror of the catacombs at its worst; even for a creature so evil as he, the sight is terribly unnerving. "Uh..." he stammers, finding his voice, "uh, aye, of course not... wouldn't dream... of comin' back..."

Lou puts his hands on his key, and tugs it off his belt, "Come..." he motions his head toward the chest in the middle of the room, "Loo gets you somethin Loo found about the trees onna dead thing..." he steps up to the chest, slips the key into the lock, and turns it.

Lou puts the gold key in the lock of the chest and turns it with a click. He then lifts the lid of the chest open to reveal Curucam's Wines, Bilbo, Golden Brooch and nothing.

Stepping forward carefully and avoiding stepping on maggots where he can, Shakhragh stares at the gleaming golden chest on the dais in the center of the chamber. Not daring to say a word, the Orc stares at the chest, hoping take a peek at whatever might be inside.

Lou reaches into the chest, pulling out some kind of armour. Gold coins flow off it as he pulls it out, a few falling to the floor. "Wot you thinka dis? Too small fer Loo, but little Shakh might fit it..." he says, holding it up to the orc like he was a troll-doll he was about to dress.

As gold coins fall out onto the grimy floor, Shakhragh stares at them avariciously. He picks one up and greedily pockets it. When the Troll holds up the armour to his body, Shakhragh stands up straight after the initial surprise. "Huh... chain... where'd yer get this? Man, or Dwarf?"

Lou grins with a chuckle, "Whatever... Loo found it layin' 'bout, brought it down here for hide it good." he tosses it back into the chest, "If Shakh not want it, Loo lock it back up...."

"No, no," insists the Orc, taking a few quick steps toward the chest. "I wants it, alright, I wants it..."

"Good, now we leave dis place... little Shakh not come back..." he tosses the armour at Shakh, closes the chest, and locks it up, a few gold still about the floor. "Takes up too much room in der."

Catching the armor with both hands, Shakhragh eagerly picks a few more stray gold pieces up off the ground, depositing them in a pocket. "Aye, let's go... I don't like this place." Under his breath, he mutters, "An' I can assure yer, I'll NEVER be back 'ere," with a grin to himself.

Lou gives the orc a good strong push out of the chamber, "[Uruk] I bet you will..." he says to himself as he himself leaves the chamber.

Shakhragh lands in a heap near the exit. Turning back for a moment to glare after the Troll, he continues out, disappearing in the gloom of the haunted catacombs.

Lou closes the lid of the chest and it locks again with a click.