Crossed Paths Part V

[doghead]

Marcus of the Roma

Marcus cannot agree with Brioc more. Splitting up is not a good option at this point. Marcus takes up a position behind those equipped to deal with the shadows. Out of their way, but close enough to be able to prove light for them.

 

[Velmont]

"No problem you follow, but stay a bit distant and quiet, the time I check." whispers Tullius to the others.

 

[Manzanita]

Tullius sneaks forward, his circle of light advancing slowly before him. As he approaches the open door leading to the room where the shadows lurked, he notices that the end of the hallway is not the same as before. The hallway used to end about 10 feet past the door to the shadow room. Now, the dead end wall has rolled outwards, revealing a passage continuing West. This stone door opening must have been the sound Octar heard moments earlier. There is no one in sight. He has about 10 more feet to go before being able to look into the room where the shadows had been.

 

[DarkMaster]

Octar Half-draws his bow,

He then thinks to himself.
"Careful, Telius, Careful"

 

[Velmont]

Tullius halt a moment, and stares a moment to the new path that has open. As he sees it is empty, he looks backward to his companion to see there reactions.

He then looks back to the corridor. He switch the ligthing dagger to his good hand and throw it in front of the door. He quickly shift back the scimitar to his good hand and draw his gladius and wait a moment to see if there is any reaction.

 

[Barak]

Dhormium raises his eyebrows, his dwarven blood chanting in his veins at the mystery of the new passage.

Now that's odd.. But the shadows first. We can explore that afterwards...

 

[doghead]

Marcus of the Roma.

Marcus moves up with the others. He keeps the lantern in his left hand, and a daggar in his right. Mostly for use as a distraction if needed; he can throw the daggar, unlike the sword.

 

[Manzanita]

Tullius pauses. All is still. At this point, Dhormium and Ehldannis believe enough time has passed that the shadows could be anywhere.

 

[DrZombie]

Once again Brioc whispers his prayers to the ancient gods of the Celts, asking for the light of Lugh to fill him.
(Once again preparing to cast Produce Flame when the shades return)

 

[Inez Hull]

"These accursed spirits have the upper hand here, if they choose to attack us, which they undoubtably will, they will choose when and where. They will come through the walls by suprise, we must stay as a group...." Ehldannis ends with a nervous squeak.

Looking at his companions and seeing the usual recklessness of the humans abated sends his fear spiralling deeper. Seeking the solace of magic the Elf quickly casts another abjuration, summoning a glowing barrier of light in front of him. [casts Shield] He seems to stand a little straighter and a spark of confidence gleams in his eyes. He rumages in the pouches at his waist and produces a large pearl, looking at it wistfully. His shoulders slump once more as he squeezes between his companions to the front of the party and dispiritedly whispers, "Let us move on then. I'd best go first, my magic stands the best chance of destroying them."