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Post by coffee on Jul 19, 2011 11:38:45 GMT -6
Eremin Sulk sets down his pack and withdraws from it his rope and grappling hook.
"'Ere, you; bit o' room there," he cautions, then winds up and throws the hook to catch the lantern.
Once he's got it, he'll climb up and take a look.
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Post by waysoftheearth on Jul 19, 2011 17:12:55 GMT -6
The Hobbits bow themselves away from Lomeluin's stern glare, professing that Eremin seems to have matters entirely in hand.
And that he does.
They canny burglar soon has his grapple whirling around him in a wide arc, and then lets it loose toward the overhead lamp.
The steel hook flies over the suspended beacon, then wraps tightly around it on fast shortening cord, before clanging onto it and gripping fast.
Eremin test his line with a firm tug, and the beacon above gives a muted groan as it moves slightly. Dust and a few pebbles fall from the ceiling, but it appears the Dwarvish work is good and strong and will likely take his supple weight...
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Post by waysoftheearth on Jul 19, 2011 17:17:37 GMT -6
Arbenbard takes a moment to look up to examine the huge lantern... perhaps his studies will bring further insight into its nature & function. Meanwhile, Arbenbed examines the passageway, and the works around the lamp. He discovered an interesting fissure in the wall adjacent, with appears to be a straight course 3 inches wide and deep, and tall enough to hold a long spear. Alas, whatever tool once rested in this nook is no longer present. At the very bottom of this crevice is a larger divot from the wall, almost 2ft square and deep. Again, this is empty but for ancient dust...
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Post by doctorx on Jul 20, 2011 13:33:20 GMT -6
Satisfied that Eremin has matters well in hand, Lómëluin moves to keep watch into the depths of the Eastern passage, alert for any sight or sound of trouble.
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Post by tombowings on Jul 20, 2011 15:26:19 GMT -6
Elendir follow closely behind Lómëluin.
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Post by coffee on Jul 21, 2011 13:24:27 GMT -6
What does Eremin find in the giant lantern?
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Post by waysoftheearth on Jul 21, 2011 16:37:41 GMT -6
Lomeluin and Elindir advance cautiously up the broad, dark passage while the bulk of the company fuss around beneath the lamp and watch Eremin staining to scale his line...
The passage way continues ahead, straight and true for a ways into the dark, and in the gloom ahead can just barely be spied (by Elvish eyes) what might be a door arch on the right hand side of the passage.
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Post by waysoftheearth on Jul 21, 2011 16:46:38 GMT -6
Meanwhile Eremin clambers and strains his way up the rope. The great lantern above him groans as it swings and sways slightly under the load, but it holds firm enough for the burglar to eventually reach it.
There are ages of dust upon the metal casing, which are not quite large enough for Eremin to actually sit upon, so instead he has to merely cling to the edge and peer into the vessel in the gloom.
There is a upside-down pyramid of grubby glass pointing down toward the passage, and at the bottom of this is a broad, flat iron bowl which presumably should hold burning fuel. Of course, it appears to have been dry for many years...
Eremin's arms are already burning with the effort of dangling precariously from the lantern casing -- he won't be able to hold on much longer.
What now?
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Post by coffee on Jul 21, 2011 17:05:03 GMT -6
Eremin's arms are already burning with the effort of dangling precariously from the lantern casing -- he won't be able to hold on much longer. What now? Climb back down, quickly! "Pfew!" Eremin says, returning to floor level. "Vat's a bit of a climb and no mistake!" Then he'll relay what he's found and even kindly offer the use of his rope for someone more athletic to climb up and fill the lantern and light it, should anyone chose to do so.
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Post by doctorx on Jul 22, 2011 13:20:12 GMT -6
Eremin's arms are already burning with the effort of dangling precariously from the lantern casing -- he won't be able to hold on much longer. What now? Climb back down, quickly! "Pfew!" Eremin says, returning to floor level. "Vat's a bit of a climb and no mistake!" Then he'll relay what he's found and even kindly offer the use of his rope for someone more athletic to climb up and fill the lantern and light it, should anyone chose to do so. Use the Hobbits..! ;D
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Post by doctorx on Jul 22, 2011 13:26:22 GMT -6
Lomeluin and Elindir advance cautiously up the broad, dark passage while the bulk of the company fuss around beneath the lamp and watch Eremin staining to scale his line... The passage way continues ahead, straight and true for a ways into the dark, and in the gloom ahead can just barely be spied (by Elvish eyes) what might be a door arch on the right hand side of the passage. "Let us have light before we proceed yonder," Lómëluin whispers softly in Sindarin to Elindir; "Agreed?"
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Post by waysoftheearth on Jul 24, 2011 5:29:04 GMT -6
"More light would not go unthanked in these dark places," says Barald the old Mirkwoodsman.
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Post by tombowings on Jul 24, 2011 11:05:24 GMT -6
Elindir nods to Lómëluin. "Let us proceed with weary eyes and silent footsteps."
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Post by waysoftheearth on Jul 26, 2011 5:16:47 GMT -6
So, is anybody going to shimmy up the rope and attempt to fuel and light the beacon? Or devise some other means of reaching it?
Elindir appears eager to proceed, but without light doing so would be madness...
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Post by doctorx on Jul 26, 2011 5:22:25 GMT -6
Lómëluin's blue eyes search out the Hobbits lurking in the shadows.
"Master Banks? Master Harfoot? The time to show the worth of the Halfling Folk is more than come." He nods up at the great lantern; "This task is appointed to you, I fancy..."
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Post by heartless on Jul 26, 2011 5:43:41 GMT -6
"Dear Hobbit friends, I have great respect for your kind. What you did to destroy the ring will forever be remembered. Baraglin Banks and Largo Harfoot, if I may help can I aid you and lean a hand to lift you up. I fear this day without you we may be doomed. I for one an pleased to have you by my side in Moria!", says Lady Éohild to the hobbits.
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Post by doctorx on Jul 26, 2011 5:52:15 GMT -6
Lómëluin manages (albeit barely) to stifle a snort. He forces all signs of exasperation from his face. The Lady of the Rohirrim's plan is a good one and he knows it.
He continues his watch on the Eastern corridor. You'd have to look hard to see his foot tapping impatiently...
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Post by waysoftheearth on Jul 26, 2011 6:01:11 GMT -6
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Post by waysoftheearth on Jul 26, 2011 6:10:58 GMT -6
Eohild and Soval, a pair of strong fighters, move to a position beneath the ancient beacon, and thereunder place their hands upon one another's shoulders to form a steady platform.
Then Nat Pickthorn assists first Baraglin Banks, and then Largo Harfoot up onto the shoulders of the warriors.
The Hobbits titter and teeter, but eventually Baraglin finds a steady position astride Soval and Eohild's shoulders, and Largo -- clinging grimly to Eremin's line -- manages to clamber onto the Hobbit's shoulders, forming the peak of a precarious pyramid.
"Pass me up some oil now," Largo squeaks, clinging to the lip of the beacon for support...
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Post by doctorx on Jul 26, 2011 13:33:09 GMT -6
Lómëluin turns to the Dwarves; "Are any in your company possessed of oil?" he asks.
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Post by ehiker133 on Jul 26, 2011 13:49:27 GMT -6
Norin turns his head to his porter and says, "Burmon, bring forth a flask of oil for our Elven companion!"
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Post by doctorx on Jul 26, 2011 14:23:00 GMT -6
As soon as the oil is handed over, Lómëluin passes it up the human (and Hobbit) pyramid...
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Post by Deleted on Jul 26, 2011 14:57:45 GMT -6
Legandir, noting with sharp eyes the tapping foot of Lomeluin, stays the tapping of his own, and continues to wait at the head of the stairs.
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Post by waysoftheearth on Jul 27, 2011 6:21:16 GMT -6
Largo grasps the oil flask, and then treads on Baraglin's face -- who goes "Oomph!" --as he reaches up to empty the contents into the lantern...
Glug, glug, glug... goes the oil as it flows out of the vessel.
"All I require now is a candle," declares Largo...
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Post by ehiker133 on Jul 27, 2011 7:25:47 GMT -6
Norin lets out a deep sigh, shaking his head.
Looking over at the robed figures of Celglin and Arbenbard, "Oi. Any a you cappers got a candle?"
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Post by calithena on Jul 27, 2011 10:10:34 GMT -6
"If you've a bit of cloth or twig you can make a flame from my lanthorn", Soval offers in hushed tones.
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Post by waysoftheearth on Jul 28, 2011 7:32:51 GMT -6
"Perhaps this will do?" asks Hepti, offering up the chortling torch he carries.
"Pray be quick about it," says Baraglin Banks, with Largo the Hobbit still standing awkwardly on his face.
Hepti passes the torch up to Baraglin, who passes it to Largo, who at last sets it to the oil, and then almost falls from his perch and tumbles to the ground as the beacon comes at last to a bright new lease of life!
Moria is lit anew! The yellow light of the beacon is strong and bright and drives back the dark of the passage all around. It is indeed a comfort to all present.
"Thanking you, master Dwarf," remarks Largo, and with a gracious bow returns the flaming torch to Hepti.
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Post by ehiker133 on Jul 28, 2011 8:40:50 GMT -6
With the additional light, Norin bends down to examine the metal tracks to see if he can determine what their purpose was.
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Post by coffee on Jul 28, 2011 11:21:05 GMT -6
"Master Hobbit!" Eremin calls softly. "Would you be so good as to pass down my hook and rope, while you're up there?"
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Post by doctorx on Jul 28, 2011 12:58:22 GMT -6
Lómëluin returns his gaze to the Eastern passage.
He fits an arrow to his bow, lest the welcome light draw unwelcome attention...
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