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<blockquote data-quote="Aristoi" data-source="post: 2675038" data-attributes="member: 32975"><p>"Which way is out?" Adama asked, whispering but loud enough o be heard over the screams. </p><p></p><p>"I will search a way," S'lann volunteered and in his dark armor, his skin darkened to blend into the shadows better. He crept off, his feet making nary a sounds, except perhaps to Elim's wide and sensitive ears. He crept to the end of the corridor on the left and returned, reporting a long corridor with three separate fighting groups of minions and monsters. Then he searched ot the right and found a group of minions fighting a fiendish wyvern, a great foe in any case. </p><p></p><p>"Clearly we must choose a lesser foe and yet there is no clear option," S'lann said shrugging his shoulders as he became the elf-boy again. </p><p></p><p>"The wyvern seems the best option to me," he replied with a shrug of his own, "I cannot think that the minions battling it will last very long. We must be very careful though," he added cautiously. </p><p></p><p>"Agreed," Kilmor responded and Elim nodded. </p><p></p><p>"Where are we going though?" Elim asked, looking from Adama to S'lann to Kilmor. "If we go 'up' we're going into 'that'," with a nod indicating another unable which produced more shivering and sifting. "I am unsure that that is wehre we want to go. Aside from that, is that also not logically where all the rest will be heading? Therefore," he flicked out a long claw-tipped finger, "will there not be far more difficulty for us to escape and far greater chance of recapture?"</p><p></p><p>"What a-a-are you suggesting?" Adama asked. </p><p></p><p>"We know that below us are the Pits and the Chambers of Blood," Elim replied drily, knowing they all remembered their own stints in such places. "We also know the oubliettes are there as well. I believe that there is a way out." </p><p></p><p>"Any place that does not require me to swim through bodily wastes will be all right," Adama said firmly. </p><p></p><p>"We may have no choice Adama," Elim replied, staring at the other levelly. "I have no wish to have to fight through hundred of creatures and men-at-arms and wizards to reach freedom either. Expediency may be required." </p><p></p><p>Adama sighed heavily and asked the one question Elim didn't have a logical answer to, "How do we find it? The Spire has changed again and the Maze has reset." He looked from Elim's shrug to the Yak-folk. "Its rumored that Minotaurs can always find their way through any maze. Can you?" </p><p></p><p>"I am not a Minotaur," Kilmor replied with dignity. </p><p></p><p>"So what are you?" Adama asked, curiosity catching him for the moment. "Do you have any skills that could help us?" </p><p></p><p>"Not unless we had a Minion Handler present," Elim interjected with a snort. </p><p></p><p>"Wha-a-at does he mean Kilmor?" Adama asked, his tone warning Elim he wanted the answer from the bovian. </p><p></p><p>"My people have an ability to take over the bodies of some creatures and ride in them, directing their actions and calling upon their memories and skills while retaining our own." He shrugged and gave Elim's smirk a quelling glare, "It is not quick and if the host body is killed, so I would be too. That is why a giant or some other very durable body would be my choice." </p><p></p><p>"Do not e-e-ever do something like tha-a-at in my presence," Adama told him, the note of command in his voice. It was a serious warning and one that Elim understood, if he personally thought it was a bit short-sighted. It would be perpetrating the same sort of subjugation on a victim that they had endured and anathema to the ex-Cormyrian. "E-e-ever. I mean it." </p><p></p><p>Kilmor simply nodded and made a gesture of acquiesence. </p><p></p><p>Elim shrugged and said, "So we still don't know which way to go or not to go." </p><p></p><p>"I- I think," S'lann offered oddly, his eyes distant as if he were seeing something they could not, "down is that way." He pointed in the direction of the wyvern's battle, which had raged unabated during their hushed coversation. </p><p></p><p>"How can you know that?" Elim asked suspiciously. </p><p></p><p>"This rune-stone," he touched the one he had taken from around Thuuzar's neck. 'It seems to tell me which direction, which path, to take to reach a specific place or person." </p><p></p><p>"Hmp," Elim muttered, "Human-magic. We'll be walking into a trap, I'm sure of it." </p><p></p><p>"You have something a-a-against Humans Elim?" Adama asked, a little dangerously. </p><p></p><p>"Humans did this to us after all Adama," he gestured to the goat-man next to him. "I'll bet it was a Human that cursed you wasn't it?" </p><p></p><p>"But it wasn't all Humans who did this," Adama replied, ignoring the taunt about his own current status. It was the last thing he needed to dwell on at the moment. </p><p></p><p>"It was all the humans I've ever known," Elim replied sternly. not allowing himself to be swayed. "Show me other Humans who can overcome my distrust of them and I will change my mind. So far I have," he made a gesture back to the corpses behind them, "these shining examples."</p><p></p><p>"They don't represent us a-a-all," Adama responded passionately, but underscoring the irony of his own statement. His spirit might have been human but his body no longer was. It had betrayed him as a reminder. </p><p></p><p>"I will agree when I see different Adama," Elim repried cooly and then nodded in respect to the other, "you, at least, have acted with honor as long as I have known you. But in truth, I cannot tell if it is truly the Human spirit or the Ibixian nature causing this. I will bide and see and that is all the compromise I am willing to make for now." </p><p></p><p>"It will have to be enough," S'lann interjected firmly, bringing surprised looks from the other three. "We have a job to do and a course to steer. Distractions such as these beggar us to death with enemies on all sides. We have only us right now and it is upon us we must depend."</p><p></p><p>"The child ha-a-as a point," Adama sighed with a slight grin. </p><p></p><p>Elim found himself also smiling at the spunk the young changeling had summoned up. It was clear from his trembling he was frightened of their reactions but he had spoken from this heart and it had been sound. He clapped the younger being on the shoulder and stepped away, creeping silently to the corner to look at the battle with the wyvern. Things had strangley become less-loud quite suddenly. </p><p></p><p>And he saw why. The wyvern was swallowing one of his adversaries, the other three having been rent or skewered, their bloated corpses looking drowned from the poison pumped into them. Once down the weyvern turned and snuffed the air, turning towards Elim who sucked back around the corner clutching at his chest in fright and then, unseen, back the other direction towards the sounds of more battle. </p><p></p><p>Elim turned back just in time to see the gross 'reptilian chicken' head off in the other direction towards the sounds of more battle and meat. ~Apparently~ he reasoned ~the smell of carrion was less-attractive than the smell of fresh meat still kicking~ Silently he motioned to those behind to follow and holding the crossbow before him, slipped silently down the corridor towards the bodies.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Aristoi, post: 2675038, member: 32975"] "Which way is out?" Adama asked, whispering but loud enough o be heard over the screams. "I will search a way," S'lann volunteered and in his dark armor, his skin darkened to blend into the shadows better. He crept off, his feet making nary a sounds, except perhaps to Elim's wide and sensitive ears. He crept to the end of the corridor on the left and returned, reporting a long corridor with three separate fighting groups of minions and monsters. Then he searched ot the right and found a group of minions fighting a fiendish wyvern, a great foe in any case. "Clearly we must choose a lesser foe and yet there is no clear option," S'lann said shrugging his shoulders as he became the elf-boy again. "The wyvern seems the best option to me," he replied with a shrug of his own, "I cannot think that the minions battling it will last very long. We must be very careful though," he added cautiously. "Agreed," Kilmor responded and Elim nodded. "Where are we going though?" Elim asked, looking from Adama to S'lann to Kilmor. "If we go 'up' we're going into 'that'," with a nod indicating another unable which produced more shivering and sifting. "I am unsure that that is wehre we want to go. Aside from that, is that also not logically where all the rest will be heading? Therefore," he flicked out a long claw-tipped finger, "will there not be far more difficulty for us to escape and far greater chance of recapture?" "What a-a-are you suggesting?" Adama asked. "We know that below us are the Pits and the Chambers of Blood," Elim replied drily, knowing they all remembered their own stints in such places. "We also know the oubliettes are there as well. I believe that there is a way out." "Any place that does not require me to swim through bodily wastes will be all right," Adama said firmly. "We may have no choice Adama," Elim replied, staring at the other levelly. "I have no wish to have to fight through hundred of creatures and men-at-arms and wizards to reach freedom either. Expediency may be required." Adama sighed heavily and asked the one question Elim didn't have a logical answer to, "How do we find it? The Spire has changed again and the Maze has reset." He looked from Elim's shrug to the Yak-folk. "Its rumored that Minotaurs can always find their way through any maze. Can you?" "I am not a Minotaur," Kilmor replied with dignity. "So what are you?" Adama asked, curiosity catching him for the moment. "Do you have any skills that could help us?" "Not unless we had a Minion Handler present," Elim interjected with a snort. "Wha-a-at does he mean Kilmor?" Adama asked, his tone warning Elim he wanted the answer from the bovian. "My people have an ability to take over the bodies of some creatures and ride in them, directing their actions and calling upon their memories and skills while retaining our own." He shrugged and gave Elim's smirk a quelling glare, "It is not quick and if the host body is killed, so I would be too. That is why a giant or some other very durable body would be my choice." "Do not e-e-ever do something like tha-a-at in my presence," Adama told him, the note of command in his voice. It was a serious warning and one that Elim understood, if he personally thought it was a bit short-sighted. It would be perpetrating the same sort of subjugation on a victim that they had endured and anathema to the ex-Cormyrian. "E-e-ever. I mean it." Kilmor simply nodded and made a gesture of acquiesence. Elim shrugged and said, "So we still don't know which way to go or not to go." "I- I think," S'lann offered oddly, his eyes distant as if he were seeing something they could not, "down is that way." He pointed in the direction of the wyvern's battle, which had raged unabated during their hushed coversation. "How can you know that?" Elim asked suspiciously. "This rune-stone," he touched the one he had taken from around Thuuzar's neck. 'It seems to tell me which direction, which path, to take to reach a specific place or person." "Hmp," Elim muttered, "Human-magic. We'll be walking into a trap, I'm sure of it." "You have something a-a-against Humans Elim?" Adama asked, a little dangerously. "Humans did this to us after all Adama," he gestured to the goat-man next to him. "I'll bet it was a Human that cursed you wasn't it?" "But it wasn't all Humans who did this," Adama replied, ignoring the taunt about his own current status. It was the last thing he needed to dwell on at the moment. "It was all the humans I've ever known," Elim replied sternly. not allowing himself to be swayed. "Show me other Humans who can overcome my distrust of them and I will change my mind. So far I have," he made a gesture back to the corpses behind them, "these shining examples." "They don't represent us a-a-all," Adama responded passionately, but underscoring the irony of his own statement. His spirit might have been human but his body no longer was. It had betrayed him as a reminder. "I will agree when I see different Adama," Elim repried cooly and then nodded in respect to the other, "you, at least, have acted with honor as long as I have known you. But in truth, I cannot tell if it is truly the Human spirit or the Ibixian nature causing this. I will bide and see and that is all the compromise I am willing to make for now." "It will have to be enough," S'lann interjected firmly, bringing surprised looks from the other three. "We have a job to do and a course to steer. Distractions such as these beggar us to death with enemies on all sides. We have only us right now and it is upon us we must depend." "The child ha-a-as a point," Adama sighed with a slight grin. Elim found himself also smiling at the spunk the young changeling had summoned up. It was clear from his trembling he was frightened of their reactions but he had spoken from this heart and it had been sound. He clapped the younger being on the shoulder and stepped away, creeping silently to the corner to look at the battle with the wyvern. Things had strangley become less-loud quite suddenly. And he saw why. The wyvern was swallowing one of his adversaries, the other three having been rent or skewered, their bloated corpses looking drowned from the poison pumped into them. Once down the weyvern turned and snuffed the air, turning towards Elim who sucked back around the corner clutching at his chest in fright and then, unseen, back the other direction towards the sounds of more battle. Elim turned back just in time to see the gross 'reptilian chicken' head off in the other direction towards the sounds of more battle and meat. ~Apparently~ he reasoned ~the smell of carrion was less-attractive than the smell of fresh meat still kicking~ Silently he motioned to those behind to follow and holding the crossbow before him, slipped silently down the corridor towards the bodies. [/QUOTE]
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