Talashia grimaces. "A half-orc?" she whispers. "Why couldn't it be..."
She lets that trail off, then squares her shoulders resolutely.
"Lets hope he likes some forwardness. With the others coming from below, we don't have a lot of time to mess around."
With that the sorceress stands up, turns pointedly away from Caerwyn as if refusing some advance, and turns around to look directly at the half-orc, quickly picking him from the crowd because of his attention on her. She pushes through the crowd without looking away from him, a determined, crooked half-smile on her face.
On reaching the orc she looks up at him with that challenging smile, despite his towering height and weight advantage, and says, "Aren't you going to buy me a drink?"
The half-orc smiles, giving Talashia full view of his broken, mangled tusk. He turns his head to the barkeep without saying a word, and gives him a quick nod, his thick muscled arms still folded over his chest.
Almost immediately a plump halfling barmaid flies around the corner with a steaming concoction of a brew, waving it the sorceress's face.
"Here now, compliments of Grunk. Go'n leave 'em alone now, he's busy!" The halfling looks dead into Talashia's eyes as she pauses. "'Less there be somethin' else yer wantin'"
Talashia can't tell if her smile is genuine, or there is something more mischievous about it.
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Getting up, still grumbling, Rogash uses a hem of his cloak to remove anything slippery and takes a new grip before having another go at opening the door.
After a minute, the door breaks free of the dirt and grime holding it shut, and opens with a thick groan that will surely alert anything down here that there are new victims visitors.
"Excellent work, Rogash! You have conquered the door, but, alas, I fear we will not be making a stealthy entry now. Still, let us press onward -- you do know how to get where we're going don't you?"
There's a snicker from up above, where Shazi flutters like a large, man-shaped bat.
"Know how to get where you're going? You don't even know if it exists or not," the mephit points out. "You could go right under that tavern and never know it."
"Shazi has a point, but if he lets his hair grow, no one will notice. Seriously, the creature speaks the truth, but what choices do we really have now? We can either press onward looking for this 'back door' that we are relatively, moderately sure really exists, or we can tuck our tails between our legs and hastily return to the group in shame. What do you think we should do?"
Shai bites his lips at Talashia's bid to woo her way downstairs. He sidles up to Buurt and whispers. "That thing downstairs, it's supposed to be for fighting, right? Maybe we could get down by playing like we're fighters?"
He frowns. "You know, we prolly should have asked Rogash how he got down there before we left him. It's so hard to think ahead sometimes..."
"I can see well enough down here, but you might want to light a torch or something." Rogash takes up his axe again and prepares to explore. "You may be right Shaz, but it is the best option open to us just now, so let's see where it leads us." He wait for any preparation his companions might make to stave off the darkness.
"I can see well enough down here, but you might want to light a torch or something." Rogash takes up his axe again and prepares to explore. "You may be right Shaz, but it is the best option open to us just now, so let's see where it leads us." He wait for any preparation his companions might make to stave off the darkness.
A long, steep corridor descends deep into the bowels of the city. Rogash senses that they are even deeper than before, as if on an entirely new level of the subterranean maze.
At the end, yet another iron door. A quick listen tells you that there is something on the other side trying to be quiet. Maybe more than one something, at that.
Talashia lifts an eyebrow, then looks around furtively before leaning down and saying in a lower voice, "I'll be frank. I came here in hopes of a fight breaking out. Not with me, of course, but this place is one of the rougher in town, and I've heard through the grapevine that it's the place to go to if you want to see a good brawl."
"Are the rumors true? It seems pretty quiet so far."
Uulark will just stumble along behind Rogash as best he can in the darkness until they reach the door and hear the sounds behind it. Then he will cast a light orison on the chain around rogash's neck (so that it can easily be concealed/obscured by tucking it inside his shirt, if need be. He will then wave Rogash on, indicating that he should open the door.
OOC: Love the new avatar, IG! Very cool! Goes with your handle somehow, too.
Confident the door is free of locks and traps, Rogash gives it a good tug, and almost falls over when the door opens more easily than expected. It opens to a small chamber, maybe fifteen feet wide, with two large columns equally spaced along its length, which Rogash guess is about twenty-five feet. There is another opening in the far corner, opposite the wall you're on now.
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"So it's a fight ye want, eh?" the halfling winks. "Well ye don't seem the type, but if ye've got the coin I s'pose we can overlook that. I'm guess yer friends'll be wantin' t'join ye?"
"Careful there, Rogash. I guess that's why you brought me with you, though, isn't it," says Uulark with a smile.
Uulark studies the upper part of this 'room'/'hallway' whatever, looking to see if anything unusual is up toward the upper portion of the columns. OOC: How many columns did you say that there are? Just two?
"Careful there, Rogash. I guess that's why you brought me with you, though, isn't it," says Uulark with a smile.
Uulark studies the upper part of this 'room'/'hallway' whatever, looking to see if anything unusual is up toward the upper portion of the columns. OOC: How many columns did you say that there are? Just two?
Yep. 5 feet of floor, 5 ft column, 5 more feet of floor, another 5 ft column... then another 5 feet of floor.
Holding shield and axe ready Rogash steps into the room. He motions for Uulark to swing left and he steps right so that they will pass columns from opposite sides when they reach them.
Rogash and Uulark make their way up through the room with dyspeer and Shazi in tow, and quickly begin to wish they hadn't. Behind the first column is an all too familiar beast, slithering and swarming inside of itself.
"I'll tell the other where they can find your bodies," Shazi snorts from above.
The beast launches an amorphous pseudopod at Rogash, pounding against his armor. The blow hits solidly enough, but doesn't appear to have done anything more than to soil the dwarf's breeches.
The sound of Dyspeer's low growl begins to fill the room, echoing off the stoneworked walls and rattling you down to the core.
9 chaos beast
5 Rogash
? Uulark*
Dyspeer will act on command from one of you (you pick)
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I would have rolled Uulark's initiative as well, if it weren't for the fact that his character sheet is not in the Character Records Thread. We'll assume he goes last this time, since I don't want to take the time to search for an older version.
If anyone else isn't in there, now might be a good time to remedy that.
ooc: Sorry, IG, no one told me that we had a new rg. Uulark is still in the previous rg: IG's "Those Left Behind" [purged] I'll get him transferred over straightaway, and Uulark is +3 to init., btw.
*Uulark is in the new rg now.*
Uulark says, "Bloody hell! Let's get out of here, Rogash! Shazi, Dyspeer let's am-scray!"
And, with that, Uulark begins a hasty retreat.
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The dwarf backpedals away from the swirling mass of flesh. "Slam the door as soon as I'm through."
The cowards adventurers make a hasty retreat back the way they came, an outstretched pseudopod narrowly missing Uulark as he slams the heavy door closed on it, severing it cleanly.
Hovering in a corner, Shazi can barely contain himself as he howls with laughter, rolling over and over again in midair.
Dyspeer growls angrily at the bit of severed chaos-flesh writhing on the floor.
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