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<blockquote data-quote="Erik the Human" data-source="post: 5988126" data-attributes="member: 6698440"><p>Part 2</p><p> </p><p>Thirty yards to the west of Pier 3 a thin chain was wrapped around a boulder, marking where Tom Chiogen had made his decent. I waded in first and quickly discovered a severe drop off three feet from the shore line. Taking a look back at my partners for reassurance I dove under water and hauled myself along the chain links. </p><p> </p><p>Seaweed slimed its way across my skin until I pulled myself through a five foot circle of coral and broke the surface. I lit a lantern and glanced around. I was in a limestone tunnel stretched out beyond the lantern light. Behind me Rollic and Sillia broke the surface. </p><p> </p><p>The water glistened off the medusa’s scales enticingly. I mentally slapped myself. I was checking out Sillia of all people. Who was a reptile. And didn’t have breasts. And laid eggs. But she moved like a woman. I should concentrate on work. Yeah work, we needed to move.</p><p> </p><p>My group moved cautiously down the uneven tunnel, brushing the occasional spider web out of our faces which was odd. These tunnels must connect to the surface at some point. We came to an oblong cavern that you could fit the entire Meat Spit into that was covered with webs. Small spiders the size of a coin crawled about a desiccated stirge. A path had been burnt through the webbing at the far right, hopefully by our quarry. </p><p> </p><p>Look at these spiders, they are all wrong said Rollic. Some have too many legs, some have bodies that don’t look like there made of chitin.</p><p> </p><p>Sillia and I took a closer look. Your right I said. And look at the Stirge, its body isn’t just empty of fluids, it looks a little melted. Let’s not get bitten by these things.</p><p> </p><p>The Drider might pay a pretty penny for poison that does that said Sillia. Maybe on the way out we should capture some.</p><p> </p><p>A hundred yards down the tunnel we came to a three way split. With a little searching we found an arrow drawn in chalk pointing down the right tunnel. We followed it for ten minutes until we reached a large cavern that contained two red robed bodies, one half in a pool of water. They looked misshapen even from a distance. I started toward them when Rollic put a hand on my shoulder. </p><p> </p><p>There’s something on the ceiling.</p><p> </p><p>Peering to the edge of the lantern light I saw it. A vague outline of a bloated body with a web held between four outstretched legs. I don’t think Sillia’s short bow is going to kill that. Maybe we can sneak around I said.</p><p> </p><p>Even though none of us would be mistaken for rogues the spider must have been reluctant to give up its ambush spot and we slid around the walls of the cavern. Twenty yards ahead the tunnel split once more and again there was a small arrow pointing to the right. As we continued the number of arachnids beneath our feet and on the walls increased. We crushed many underfoot and some were large enough to skewer. I went first. Luckily I knew a trick. I can swing a sword with a little skill but my hidden talent is my mind. Reaching for my power I toughened my skin against their small bites and made my way unmolested.</p><p> </p><p>After ten minutes we came to another cavern also crawling with spiders, who I noted seemed destined to starve to death as there seemed to be little food to support them. At the center of the room was a monstrosity: an amalgamation of three gray green arachnids that immediately began lurching toward us clacking its six mandibles. </p><p> </p><p>I believe the tension of the last half hour had gotten to Rollic as he bellowed, lowered his head and charged, slamming into the mutated creature, puncturing its carapace and flipping it onto its back. I followed the bull and swung my great sword into its abdomnin while Sillia bounced an arrow that did nothing as the thing seemed to be in its death-throws.</p><p> </p><p>Sillia’s snakes braided themselves into a beehive while she tapped her cheek in thought. We should cut off the heads. The venom glands have to be in there somewhere.</p><p> </p><p>It wasn’t the first time greed had driven me to do the unseemly and we soon had three craniums bouncing inside my sack. </p><p> </p><p>The cavern continued to widen and as we advanced we heard the sounds of voices raised in panic and a scream that was abruptly cut off. Another hundred feet at we found four men in red robes fighting a spider the size of an elephant that had three times the number of legs it was supposed to. On the ground lay two halves of one of the men his body sniped in two.</p><p> </p><p>Do we help them I asked?</p><p> </p><p>Perhaps they can give us some answers replied Rollic as he swung his great axe off his shoulders. Blood and ichor splattered around us before one of the men in red thrust a curved dagger of swirling colors into the monstrosity’s brain and causing it to collapse. He then dropped the dagger to the floor where it slowly dissolved.</p><p> </p><p>Thank you for your aid. I am Moris, a Speaker of the Brotherhood of Searchers. Who might you be.</p><p> </p><p>I stepped forward. I am Erik and my friends and I search for a lost Halfling. I am surprised to meet so many fellow humans in these caverns.</p><p> </p><p>Our order has encountered no Halflings, only spiders. We too bemoan the decline of our race, but at the moment we seek a relic we have divined that is in these caves.</p><p> </p><p>Master Moris, spoke a human with a large tear on his arm, my wound is mutating. I need your healing.</p><p> </p><p>I have none left brother Curis.</p><p> </p><p>I stepped forward to look. The edges of the wound didn’t bleed but seemed to wither and change into, glass? I have some skill as a surgeon I said. I could amputate.</p><p> </p><p>Please! </p><p> </p><p>Rollic please hold the man down.</p><p> </p><p>I unrolled my tools and chose a scalpel and a saw. A quick circular slice around the upper arm cut through the flesh then ten thrusts with the saw cut through the bone. As I cauterized the wound with a torch I believe Curis’s screams ended in unconsciousness. </p><p> </p><p>We must tend to our fallen comrade said Master Moris. If you meet others of my order they may be much more suspicious. Use the phrase “The Eye is Blind,” it may help you avoid hostilities.</p><p> </p><p>We thanked him and continued onward.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Erik the Human, post: 5988126, member: 6698440"] Part 2 Thirty yards to the west of Pier 3 a thin chain was wrapped around a boulder, marking where Tom Chiogen had made his decent. I waded in first and quickly discovered a severe drop off three feet from the shore line. Taking a look back at my partners for reassurance I dove under water and hauled myself along the chain links. Seaweed slimed its way across my skin until I pulled myself through a five foot circle of coral and broke the surface. I lit a lantern and glanced around. I was in a limestone tunnel stretched out beyond the lantern light. Behind me Rollic and Sillia broke the surface. The water glistened off the medusa’s scales enticingly. I mentally slapped myself. I was checking out Sillia of all people. Who was a reptile. And didn’t have breasts. And laid eggs. But she moved like a woman. I should concentrate on work. Yeah work, we needed to move. My group moved cautiously down the uneven tunnel, brushing the occasional spider web out of our faces which was odd. These tunnels must connect to the surface at some point. We came to an oblong cavern that you could fit the entire Meat Spit into that was covered with webs. Small spiders the size of a coin crawled about a desiccated stirge. A path had been burnt through the webbing at the far right, hopefully by our quarry. Look at these spiders, they are all wrong said Rollic. Some have too many legs, some have bodies that don’t look like there made of chitin. Sillia and I took a closer look. Your right I said. And look at the Stirge, its body isn’t just empty of fluids, it looks a little melted. Let’s not get bitten by these things. The Drider might pay a pretty penny for poison that does that said Sillia. Maybe on the way out we should capture some. A hundred yards down the tunnel we came to a three way split. With a little searching we found an arrow drawn in chalk pointing down the right tunnel. We followed it for ten minutes until we reached a large cavern that contained two red robed bodies, one half in a pool of water. They looked misshapen even from a distance. I started toward them when Rollic put a hand on my shoulder. There’s something on the ceiling. Peering to the edge of the lantern light I saw it. A vague outline of a bloated body with a web held between four outstretched legs. I don’t think Sillia’s short bow is going to kill that. Maybe we can sneak around I said. Even though none of us would be mistaken for rogues the spider must have been reluctant to give up its ambush spot and we slid around the walls of the cavern. Twenty yards ahead the tunnel split once more and again there was a small arrow pointing to the right. As we continued the number of arachnids beneath our feet and on the walls increased. We crushed many underfoot and some were large enough to skewer. I went first. Luckily I knew a trick. I can swing a sword with a little skill but my hidden talent is my mind. Reaching for my power I toughened my skin against their small bites and made my way unmolested. After ten minutes we came to another cavern also crawling with spiders, who I noted seemed destined to starve to death as there seemed to be little food to support them. At the center of the room was a monstrosity: an amalgamation of three gray green arachnids that immediately began lurching toward us clacking its six mandibles. I believe the tension of the last half hour had gotten to Rollic as he bellowed, lowered his head and charged, slamming into the mutated creature, puncturing its carapace and flipping it onto its back. I followed the bull and swung my great sword into its abdomnin while Sillia bounced an arrow that did nothing as the thing seemed to be in its death-throws. Sillia’s snakes braided themselves into a beehive while she tapped her cheek in thought. We should cut off the heads. The venom glands have to be in there somewhere. It wasn’t the first time greed had driven me to do the unseemly and we soon had three craniums bouncing inside my sack. The cavern continued to widen and as we advanced we heard the sounds of voices raised in panic and a scream that was abruptly cut off. Another hundred feet at we found four men in red robes fighting a spider the size of an elephant that had three times the number of legs it was supposed to. On the ground lay two halves of one of the men his body sniped in two. Do we help them I asked? Perhaps they can give us some answers replied Rollic as he swung his great axe off his shoulders. Blood and ichor splattered around us before one of the men in red thrust a curved dagger of swirling colors into the monstrosity’s brain and causing it to collapse. He then dropped the dagger to the floor where it slowly dissolved. Thank you for your aid. I am Moris, a Speaker of the Brotherhood of Searchers. Who might you be. I stepped forward. I am Erik and my friends and I search for a lost Halfling. I am surprised to meet so many fellow humans in these caverns. Our order has encountered no Halflings, only spiders. We too bemoan the decline of our race, but at the moment we seek a relic we have divined that is in these caves. Master Moris, spoke a human with a large tear on his arm, my wound is mutating. I need your healing. I have none left brother Curis. I stepped forward to look. The edges of the wound didn’t bleed but seemed to wither and change into, glass? I have some skill as a surgeon I said. I could amputate. Please! Rollic please hold the man down. I unrolled my tools and chose a scalpel and a saw. A quick circular slice around the upper arm cut through the flesh then ten thrusts with the saw cut through the bone. As I cauterized the wound with a torch I believe Curis’s screams ended in unconsciousness. We must tend to our fallen comrade said Master Moris. If you meet others of my order they may be much more suspicious. Use the phrase “The Eye is Blind,” it may help you avoid hostilities. We thanked him and continued onward. [/QUOTE]
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