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[Armok]

"Hey! Didn't I tell you these adventurers are but thugs? Here we come to aid them in their quest yet only they attack us on sight!"

(IN ANY GAME NAMED AFTER ME KOBOLDS ARE BUT PURITY AND GOOD)

[Dark]

The flying kobold right hand hits Dark in the head.
It is battered!
Dark wakes up!

"Oh right."
Dark pulls the lever in the handle!
It is pulled!
The lever triggers the dungeon in the mechanisms.
They are stuck!
"Give me a moment here."

Dark strikes the lever in the handle!
It is battered!
Dark strikes the lever in the handle!
It is battered!
Dark strikes the lever in the handle!
It is broken!
There is a sound of rusted metal screeching against rusted metal!

The horrible sound strikes the adventurers in the ears.
They bleed!
The horrible sound strikes the kobolds in the ears.
The pain!

The mechanisms strike the secret door in hinges.
They are open!
An ambush curse them!

A mob of goblins stands before you.
"We are a random encounter, prepare to die!"

The goblin charges the adventurers! x30

[Hawkfrost]

Ingtak lets loose a roar!

Ingtak hacks the kobold in the head! x7
It flies off in a bloody arc!

His axe glows a dim red.

The kobolds flee from the ferocity of the assault!

[Dark]

(OOC: This is starting to lose its shine.)

The goblins charge Ingtak, infuriated that he refuses to acknowledge their pressence. A furious battle takes place, goblins limbs fly everywhere, Ingtak is covered in mud, blood and grime. Eventually everything goes quiet. The party is now up to their waists in blood, literally. Those dead goblins couldnt have contained that much, this blood must be comming from somewhere else! Mystery! Investigate!

[Hawkfrost]

From the mouth of a dwarf in an engraving comes a stream of blood!
Oh woe is us!

Pull the goddamned lever!

[Fenrir]

(OOC: Damn, I missed much.)

Fenrir stands in the midst of the swirling chaos with a toothy grin on his face. Skullcleaver bites into foe after foe, felling them each time. His dance of carnage stops suddenly as he notices the blood rising about his waist. "This ought to make someone happy!" he says, looking upward. Hearing Ingtak's command, he leaps toward the third lever. The lever enters his grasp only after another adversary has lost his head. Fenrir pulls the lever violently, and it goes down with a thunk. After a moment, the very walls begin to stir and move. Massive stones turn and slide as the entire temple starts to rearrange itself.

(OOC: I just had an ☼idea☼. Just react to the temple's motion and I'll tell you what happens next. Consider me a temporary game-master so I can set the plot.)

[Hawkfrost]

Ingtak growls as he fells another group of goblins, fighting to hold his balance in the tremor.

As the champion swordsgoblin charged forwards at Ingtak, a smile crosses the dwarf's face.
"Mittens!"
With a flick of his wrist, he sends a white cat flying into the goblin's face.
The goblin stutters with confusion as he crosses lips with a cat, wondering what in the world is going on.

Ingtak slides around behind him and sends his mighty axe into the skull of the ugly beast.
As he wipes his blade on the cloak of his fallen foe, Mittens jumps back into his cape.

(+100 internets to anyone who catches the refrence with the cat.)

[Fenrir]

The motions of the temple get more rapid as bodies are crushed under enormous stones. Strangely, no adventurers are harmed in the flurry of motion. Every time something would strike one of them, another part of the temple moves to save him from a bloody demise. The endangered individual is dropped through a trap door, flung by a hidden steel spring, pushed by a blast of water, or otherwise moved out of harm's way by some stranger means.

[Hawkfrost]

Ingtak snorts and walks down the new pathway, slooshing through the ankle-deep blood.
"At least 'te damned thing stopped pumpin' that blood!"

As he steps into a large hall, he notices pressure plates in the floor.

[Fenrir]

As suddenly as they began, the walls cease to move. Somehow all of the adventurers remain together, but now they stand in a completely different passage. The walls are carved with elaborate engravings depicting kobolds with a prisoner. Each successive engraving appears to be a continuation of the previous one. First the kobolds are shown ensnaring a large indistinct being, then placing him in a cage, then placing him in some sort of hall, and then taking many precautions -- too numerous to list -- to ensure this creature remains that way.

The passage then opens into a great hall, who's opposite end is obscured by distance and darkness.

(OOC: I already know what or who this creature is, so please don't make up anything yourself. You may refer to the engravings to determine the dangers ahead. EDIT: By dangers I mean traps, traps concieved in your own imagination.)

[neo1096]

Silently and swiftly Urist reforms behind Ingtak. "Sorry, I got cut off and had to metabolize some rock to get back. Tracking by scent is handy for finding you though."
There is a large hole in the wall behind him that looks to have been eaten away by acid.

[Dark]

Without warning an intercom switches on and a voice is heard.
"Yes, sorry about all this, there's a bug in the system, the temple is frea- Oh crap, giant caARAAGHRGH?!"
There are some chittering sounds before the intercom goes dead.

[Armok]

This alive?

[Fenrir]

No, it appears to have perished. Perhaps BftBG's time has come and gone.

[Armok]

NEVER!