Talashia gives the halfling a coy look. "They're not JUST here to look after me, if that's what you mean. How much coin are we talking about here?"
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Shazi stays up out of reach until his tinny laughter fades to chuckles.
"You know, I'm starting to see why Talashia is so full of herself if -that's- how effective you guys are without her. Look around for some rocks to throw or something!"
"Laugh it up, pigeon droppings!" says Uulark to Shazi. "No one forced you to retreat, if you were so determined to continue to fight. But, wait a minute, that's right, you weren't actually fighting at all, were you? No, you were lurking safely in the rear." And then, realizing what he has done, Uulark says, "Saints and Devils, Devils and Saints! I must have totally lost my grip on the situation, because here I stand, debating courses of action with a ............. well, I'm not quite sure with what exactly, but someone-thing that I shouldn't be debating with, anyway!"
When the door slams and severs the tentacle, Uulark says, "Uh, not to be overly cautiious, Rogash, but shouldn't we burn this lump of chaos beast or something, lest it regrow a new chaos beast? I'm afraid that the best I might be able to do would be to 'baptize' the thing in holy water, if I even have some of that substance remaining."
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The dwarf begins to laugh himself. A slightly crazed manic sort of laughter, but he reins himself in before slipping over the edge into madness. He looks a Shaz hovering in the corner. "You laugh at our antics, but I laugh just because it is good to be alive. We could have easily been turned into chaos goo in there. Now the question is, can we manage to kill that thing ourselves? Did you get yourself a descent ranged weapon Uulark?"
"No, I haven't had a chance to do that quite yet! I think we should leave this chaos beast well-behind us and go visit a weaonsmith right now. I will not willingly fight this creature. Surely not now, possibly not ever!"
"We can't leave it on the loose indefinitely, at some point we'll have to destroy it. Maybe with the aid of some alchemist's fire and a bow for you. Either way, we can't go forward as planned without facing it." He sighs, "do we abandon the plan for the sewers and just lurk about and wait for trouble?"
"Mephit," Shazi says to Uulark. "Mephit. Sort of like the djinnfolk. Only...a little smaller. And anyway, I'm not here to fight. I'm here to keep an eye on you and call Talashia if you need help."
"I'd say that it's high time that I had a missile weapon of some sort. Hmmm, a light crossbow would probably be the most logical choice. Think we can dash out and get one quick-like Rogash, and then get back here before ol' 'weird-and-slimy' leaves the scene? The chaos beast, I mean, Shazi, not you. Mephit/demon/devil is there really that much difference?"
"I thought you priests were supposed to at least understand the basics of how the planes work. You're supposed to fight fiends, right? You have to know what they are to do that."
He emits a long-suffering sigh.
"There's nothing fiendish about mephits." Then Shazi frowned as a thought occurred to him. "Why? Does that Talashia mess around with devils much?"
(messing with color a bit, so he and Rogash aren't the same. )
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Sorry about the lack of update... been busy doing less important things.
So, the group down under are wanting to go topside, while those up above are looking to get a little lower... is that correct? I can't believe you're going to let an itty-bitty little thing like a chaos beast scare you back to the surface in search for a bow. What kind of self respecting, spindly-limbed cleric are you, anyway?!
I can't believe you're going to let an itty-bitty little thing like a chaos beast scare you back to the surface in search for a bow. What kind of self respecting, spindly-limbed cleric are you, anyway?!
OOC: That's the whole point! Uulark IS a self-respecting, spindly-limbed cleric! And he wants to keep it that way. (Have you ever tried to peer into the mirror and have any self-respect the day after you were hideously transformed into a chaos beast? I didn't think so! )
Talashia gives the halfling a coy look. "They're not JUST here to look after me, if that's what you mean. How much coin are we talking about here?"
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Shazi stays up out of reach until his tinny laughter fades to chuckles.
"You know, I'm starting to see why Talashia is so full of herself if -that's- how effective you guys are without her. Look around for some rocks to throw or something!"
The halfling smiles. "Ah, just a silver or two. Each."
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OOC: If those down below want to come back up, there'll be nothing stopping you, save maybe getting Dyspeer back up through the manhole seeing that one of you is terribly short, and the other is terribly wimpy.
The halfling smiles. "Ah, just a silver or two. Each."
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OOC: If those down below want to come back up, there'll be nothing stopping you, save maybe getting Dyspeer back up through the manhole seeing that one of you is terribly short, and the other is terribly wimpy.
Shai leans over to the others as Talashia talks at a distance.
"Um, I think they're talking about us," he says nervously as the half-orc indicates them. "Does that mean we should go to them, or hide?"
"A silver or two, eh?" Talashia asks. "then please consider this..."
She produces a single gold coin from her robe and offers it tucked into the bowl of her palm, not showing it off, "...as our fee, and your tip. And of course, if all goes well and we return, we'd definitely be looking for you in the future as well."
"Relax, Tali has every thing under cont5rol. I am sure of it"
Caerwyn give Shai a playful punch on the arm.
Shai laughs nervously, then notices Talashia's new companion gesturing to follow. "Guess that answers the question?" he says, and moves cautiously through the crowd to follow.
Talashia waves Shai and Caerwyn over. As Caerwyn comes over, Talashia says, "You can come, but you have to be nicer to me or I won't invite you next time."
Maybe to explain her earlier acting with him. Or maybe she really means it. Either way, she then follows Grunk with a smug, nose-in-the-air sort of self-satisfaction.
Mephit/demon/devil is there really that much difference?" 
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