Deepwater's Despair

[Erekose13]

"Nothing here?!" Fluke groans in disgust. "This can't be the wrong place, I found tracks, I found the wagon. I mean where else could they have gone the little buggers."

 

[ender_wiggin]

"Blast! They must have seen us and gotten out during the night. Or else there's another exit to this mudhole."

 

[Manzanita]

Sargon the barbarian

"Can't you, like, look for secret passages or something?" Sargon whacks on the walls a bit. Perhaps he could tell if one sounded hollow.

 

[dead_radish]

*Tyralis nods.* "We should spread out some and look. The tracks here have been muddied up, probably only purpose - they're disguising something...."

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

*The group searches the cavern, knocking on the walls, looking for cracks, and feeling for drafts. Finally, in a small crevice, Tyralis finds a piece of the wall that moves underneath his touch. Beyond is a black hallway, narrow and low, made of hewn stone and fitted rocks.*

 

[dead_radish]

*Tyralis nods, satisfied.* "The day I'm outsmarted by a kobold, I'll cut the tips off my ears. You want to check down the tunnel, Fluke?"

 

[Erekose13]

"Aw, thank the gods. Tyralis, that'll do it." Fluke heads down the hallway all sneaky like. He does his best to stay quiet and hidden.

[ooc: Hide +14, Move Silently +12]

 

[Manzanita]

Sargon

*Sargon frowns at the narrow passage.*

"Good job, Tyralis." Sargon mulls cutting his own ears off, and decides he'll remain quite on that subject. He doesn't have much experience with Kobolts.

OOC: How narrow and low is the passage? Would Sargon's Glaive still be effective? If not, Sargon will leave it, and weild his war hammer.

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

*The passage is narrow enough that you'll have to walk single file, and barely five feet tall. It looks as if it gets smaller further in. Fluke goes in carefully, moving slowly, trying not to miss anything. The walls are wet and slimy, with patches of wet moss covering them. Just ahead the path dips down. Fluke suddenly realizes that two of the wet moss patches are a bit too round and perfect to be natural, and they're set right across each other in the passage. Someone Fluke's size could walk by, the dip giving them plenty of clearance if they ducked their head. But someone of larger stature would walk right in front of these odd slimy patches.*

 

[Manzanita]

Sargon the barbarian

"Damn kobolts. Little shrimps. When will I meet some enemies worthy of my blade." *Sargon continues to grumble in this fashion as he follows Fluke and Tyralis down the passage, keeping his glaive in hand.*