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<blockquote data-quote="Milo Windby" data-source="post: 1682" data-attributes="member: 202"><p><strong>Keep of the Borderlands -part seven (session two)</strong></p><p></p><p>Milo found a ring of keys on the corpse and handed them to Mazi. She immediately let down the four humans. One was slightly older and pudgier than the rest, Milo astutely guessed that this would be the caravan leader. The other two men immediately armed themselves with the hobgoblins' weapons and chainmail. The woman stood slightly behind the caravan leader almost in a deferring manner, he guessed she was the leader's wife. Milo noticed that she wasn't quite as beautiful as the stories told, but he was never that good of a judge of human attractiveness. </p><p></p><p>The leader introduced himself and his wife, thanking the party over and over. His two guards were introduced as Charles and Gerwin. Another Charles, thought Milo to himself, here we go again! The caravan leader explained that he was a very wealthy individual and he would pay the party well if they helped him escape back to the Keep. The four looked at each other, an unspoken conversation seemed to take place. All of them wanted to see the hobgoblins dead and they didn't fancy leaving their backs exposed to the enemy as they turned tail and fled. </p><p></p><p>Milo explained the situation to the caravan leader thusly, <em>"See it's like this, we have to finish taking out these beasties or they're just going to get to you or someone else again. Now you could leave here the way we came in and take your chances on meeting a roving pack of slavering goblins and hobgoblins-"</em> he let that statement hang in the air, his voice dripped with implied violence and danger. <em>"Or you can follow us as we abolish the rest of the vermin in this cavern and rid you of future threat."</em> Milo wanted any reward the man was offering but he wanted the hobgoblins dead even more. This seemed to be the best way to get both. </p><p></p><p>The pudgy man considered the offer for an extremely short amount of time before he emphatically agreed that the best course was to stick together. Smiling with satisfaction Milo surveyed the rest of the room, his eyes finally resting on the orc and gnoll chained to the wall. </p><p></p><p><em>"What of these two? Anyone here speak orc or gnoll?"</em></p><p></p><p>Brigit stepped near the orc, her racial hatred made her eyes glint like steel. <em>"I speak this vermin's tongue,"</em> she spat out with obvious distaste. <em>"But I'd rather gut tha pig than ask 'im about tha weather."</em></p><p></p><p><em>"Um, hang on to that thought for a moment, Brig. How about the gnoll? Anyone speak its language?"</em> Milo asked. He was answered with shakes of the head from the rest of his travelling companions. <em>"Okay then. Brigit, I know you're eager to take out the orc, but maybe you can get some information from it first?"</em></p><p></p><p><em>"Aye, but I canna promise ya anything,"</em> she said. </p><p></p><p>She then uttered some guttural syllables at the chained orc. It answered her back in the same guttural sounds but with a wheedling tone. </p><p></p><p><em>"It says it will help us if we help it. I'm fixin ta help it to me waraxe tho. Orcs canna be trusted, they're all lyin vermin."</em></p><p></p><p><em>"Mayhap, what do you think guys, can it be trusted?"</em> Milo asked the rest of the group. </p><p></p><p>Jeremiah and Mazi studied the orc while Brigit spoke with it. As far as either of them could gather from the orc's mannerisms it had been as honest as they could tell. Neither of them thought that the thing would help them as soon as it became convenient for it to do otherwise. They all discussed the matter and voted to leave the orc chained for the time being, perhaps coming back to free it when they were done killing hobgoblins.</p><p></p><p>Milo walked up to the gnoll, <em>"You, do you speak common?"</em> All he was able to get out of the jackal headed creature was a whimper and a lost puppy dog look. <em>"I guess not. I say we leave the gnoll here too, at least until we clean out the rest of the non-chained beasts."</em></p><p> </p><p>The party agreed and they all prepared to continue on. Milo told the caravan leader that he should stay in the back with his two guards in front. They looked eager to fight after their harsh imprisonment and torture. </p><p></p><p>Brigit and Jeremiah rounded the corner of the hallway leading out, directly into a barrage of crossbow bolts. Big crossbow bolts. The two heavy bolts skimmed past Jeremiah, they missed him by the breadth of a hair. The hobgoblins holding the crossbows cursed in their throaty language and started to reload the heavy weapons. </p><p></p><p>Jeremiah raised his sword and charged with a scream. Behind him Mazi quickly fired and arrow at the evil beasts down the hallway. She was unable to take aim with Jer charging down the tunnel in front of her. Milo had a similar problem when Brigit stumped off ahead of him. His bolt flew too high and ricocheted off the ceiling, it hurt nothing more than some loose stone that fell to the floor with a rattle. </p><p></p><p>The hobgoblins saw their previous target looming before him and decided against reloading in favor of drawing their swords. Nearly oblivious, Maruf and Thorgrim hadn't turned the corner yet, but they glanced at each other as the sounds of battle echoed down the tunnel.</p><p></p><p>Right as Jeremiah reached the T-intersection of the passage four more heavy bolts flew, two from each side. Three missed their mark but one sunk deep into his shoulder, breaking his stride. Milo groaned as he watched Jeremiah run right into the trap. He started to tumble forward, intent on using his divine power to protect the barbarian. </p><p></p><p>Mazi fired another arrow at the hobgoblins, frustrated at her line of sight to her targets. Her arrow flew wide again. Jeremiah paused to pull the bolt from his shoulder and quaff one of the potions he was given. Milo reached Jeremiah and placed his hand on the shoulder that so recently bore the wound. He chanted quickly and a faint glow passed from his hand to Jeremiah, spreading out over his body before fading away. </p><p></p><p><em>"You'll find the evil beasts have a harder time hitting you now, Jer,"</em> Milo said as he turned to see who fired from the other hallway. </p><p></p><p>By then Brigit had reached the hobgoblins and laid waste to one with her axe, splitting its skull. The other original ambusher attempted to strike Jeremiah but was repelled by an unseen force just as its sword was about to hit. A look of perplexion crossed its porcine features. </p><p></p><p>Down the two passages the other four hobgoblins dropped their crossbows and prepared to attack the adventurers. Up the other passageway Maruf and Thorgrim strived to reach the fight.</p><p></p><p>Mazi and Milo both fired their weapons simultaneously. The arrow from Mazi's bow missed its target, but Milo's bolt found its mark in one of the approaching hobgoblins down the hallway. Jeremiah, bolstered by the potion, sliced the one in front of him, finishing off the original ambushers. </p><p></p><p>Thorgrim and Maruf had made it to the fray by then, Maruf sidling up to Milo and Thorgrim protecting Brigit's flank on the other side. Just as they reached their positions the other four hobgoblins attacked. The one with Milo's crossbow bolt sticking from its shoulder smashed its longsword through Milo's defense, wounding him badly. Thorgrim also felt the sting of the enemy's weapon, equally wounded. </p><p></p><p>Brigit swung her axe at the beast that attacked Thorgrim after she dodged a blow herself. The axe head met home as it smote the goblinoid creature. Down the hall Charles and Gerwin stood guard while the caravan leader and his wife peeked around the corner frightfully.</p><p></p><p>Once again Mazi fired her bow at the melee, still unable to enter the fray directly. Once again her arrow missed the hobgoblin of her aim. Milo quickly downed a potion of his own, he felt its restorative powers as they coursed through his veins. </p><p></p><p>Brigit swung her axe at the next monster, sending it to its maker with the rest of the vermin she'd dispatched. Standing besider her, Jeremiah looked around for a target, he prepared himself to lunge at the hobgoblin Maruf fought in case the man-at-arms fell. Maruf nimbly dodged an attack and countered with his longsword. The blow wounded the hobgoblin in the leg, drawing blood and causing it to snarl in pain. The hobgoblin made to attack again, ignoring the gash caused by the longsword. Its companion attempted to hit Milo but the newly restored halfling dodged the sword with ease.</p><p></p><p>Mazi moved closer, hoping the proximity would improve her chances of shooting one of the beasts. The distance didn't help as her arrow was thrown off course at the last moment as she refocused her aim when one of her companions moved in the way. That companion was Jeremiah, seeing an opening in the fight between Maruf and the hobgoblin, he shoved his greatsword tip-first at the creature. It died with a gurgle as it slid off the huge blade. </p><p></p><p>Milo moved a half-step away from the last hobgoblin and fired his bolt pointblank into the monster's chest. It too fell to the ground while a gurgle escaped its lips. </p><p></p><p>Flush with victory the group quickly assessed the situation. Milo and Mazi's sensitive ears picked up the sound of more hobgoblin footsteps approaching from the northwest corridor. The six combatants conferred and decided to set up an ambush of their own. </p><p></p><p>Milo motioned the body guards to stay down the hall. All of the party members with range weapons readied their ammo, three bows and one crossbow aimed down the hallway, waiting for the first hobgoblin to appear. Maruf and Thorgrim, both still wounded slightly from the battle so far, stayed to the rear.</p><p></p><p>All four strings were released as the first of the approaching mob made their way around the corner. Mazi and Jeremiah's arrows barely missed. Brigit's missile winged one of the surprised hobgoblins. Milo's dead aim led his crossbow bolt straight into the eye of his target. The beast fell straight back onto the floor, the only noise it made was the sound of its sword clattering against the stone. </p><p></p><p>The hobgoblins didn't take long to recover from their shock and the remaining three charged at the group. Milo was overconfident with his critical shot to the previous hobgoblin and misloaded his bolt. He cursed quietly when the string snapped past the bolt, damaging it and causing him take time to reload. </p><p></p><p>Since she was in front and preferred her waraxe to the bow, Brigit took a moment to switch weapons. Mazi took the difficult shot and tried to hit the hobgoblin that approached her. The beast was too close and her arrow missed as the hobgoblin shuffled to the side quickly. </p><p></p><p>Jeremiah was behind Brigit and attempted to fire his arrow into one of the approaching enemies. The arrow skittered across the wall as he was nudged by Brigit trying to draw her axe. </p><p></p><p>Maruf was able to move past the crowd and attacked one of the hobgoblins that had reached the front. His swing failed to connect though. Behind the others Thorgrim waited impatiently, unable to find a way into the fight in the tight passageway.</p><p></p><p>Brigit released her axe from its holster on her belt and brought it up into the face of her enemy, splitting the head vertically from chin to skull. Mazi and Jeremiah released their arrows once again, Mazi's missing her opponent as the unusually nimble hobgoblin danced out of the way. Jeremiah's arrow sunk deep into the chest of one of the hobgoblins approaching Brigit. Brigit laughed as the beast fell before her, unable to raise its spear in time to attack before the arrow robbed it of life. </p><p></p><p>Next to Mazithra, Maruf snaked out his longsword at the nimble hobgoblin, ending its threat to the elf. She glanced over to the man-at-arms, a quick expression of gratitude on her face before turning to aim at the next beast. The hobgoblins kept filing around the corner, an unending flow it seemed to Milo. Luckily not one had connected with the deadly short spears they carried. </p><p></p><p>One approached Mazi, hampering her aim again as she fired her arrow wide. Another distracted Maruf, its spear deflecting his sword as he attacked. The third hobgoblin approached Brigit carefully, avoiding her waraxe but not making any headway with its own weapon. </p><p></p><p>Milo and Jeremiah were unable to hit any of the beasts as they engaged the party in a swirling melee. They both quickly reloaded, looking for another opening.</p><p></p><p>Milo found one and let his bolt fly. It sunk into the hobgoblin facing Mazi. The bolt pierced a vital organ and the beast dropped to the ground. </p><p></p><p>Brigit swung her axe past the longer reach of the hobgoblins spear to slice it right across the chest. A spray of blood followed the axe's trail before the goblinoid dropped dead. </p><p></p><p>The opening allowed Jeremiah to target one of the beasts farther back and his arrow sunk into its leg. The hobgoblin howled with rage and charged towards the fight. Unable to reach Jer, the monster lunged at Maruf, piercing his armor and dropping the man-at-arms to the ground for a second time that day. </p><p></p><p>Milo saw his friend drop and prepared another incantation. His new powers were coming in more than handy, he thought. Mazithra shot her arrow point blank at the monster that stabbed Maruf. The yew bow she carried snapped straight, propelling the arrow into the hobgoblin, the tip emerged from the other side of its shoulder. </p><p></p><p>His incantation finished, Milo touched his hands to Maruf's wound. The ugly gash closed and the man-at-arm's eyes opened. Milo could tell that the spell didn't heal the Maruf's wounds completely though. Milo helped Maruf up and they retreated a few feet carefully. </p><p></p><p>Mazi and Jer both aimed at different hobgoblins, ones they had wounded before. Both arrows flew true, wounding the beasts fatally. The one remaining hobgoblin turned to flee just as Brigit's axe fell. The beast didn't even have a chance to turn down the hall. </p><p></p><p>The six adventurers stood over the bodies of their vanquished foes, breathing heavily. Maruf was still wounded badly and Milo was out of spells. The caravan leader approached them and expressed his deep desire to see the light of day again. They all decided that the rest of the hobgoblins, if there were any, could wait a few days more. </p><p></p><p>Milo and the rest searched the bodies, coming up with more coins. Brigit carried the 'burden' of copper, silver, and gold. Their stash of currency was getting hefty and she was about the only one of them that didn't mind the extra weight in her pack. Nothing else of interest lay with the bodies.</p><p></p><p><em>"Well, let's get out of here and regroup guys, that cursed cup isn't getting any closer with us standing around,"</em> Milo said as the group headed down the eastern passage.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Milo Windby, post: 1682, member: 202"] [b]Keep of the Borderlands -part seven (session two)[/b] Milo found a ring of keys on the corpse and handed them to Mazi. She immediately let down the four humans. One was slightly older and pudgier than the rest, Milo astutely guessed that this would be the caravan leader. The other two men immediately armed themselves with the hobgoblins' weapons and chainmail. The woman stood slightly behind the caravan leader almost in a deferring manner, he guessed she was the leader's wife. Milo noticed that she wasn't quite as beautiful as the stories told, but he was never that good of a judge of human attractiveness. The leader introduced himself and his wife, thanking the party over and over. His two guards were introduced as Charles and Gerwin. Another Charles, thought Milo to himself, here we go again! The caravan leader explained that he was a very wealthy individual and he would pay the party well if they helped him escape back to the Keep. The four looked at each other, an unspoken conversation seemed to take place. All of them wanted to see the hobgoblins dead and they didn't fancy leaving their backs exposed to the enemy as they turned tail and fled. Milo explained the situation to the caravan leader thusly, [I]"See it's like this, we have to finish taking out these beasties or they're just going to get to you or someone else again. Now you could leave here the way we came in and take your chances on meeting a roving pack of slavering goblins and hobgoblins-"[/I] he let that statement hang in the air, his voice dripped with implied violence and danger. [I]"Or you can follow us as we abolish the rest of the vermin in this cavern and rid you of future threat."[/I] Milo wanted any reward the man was offering but he wanted the hobgoblins dead even more. This seemed to be the best way to get both. The pudgy man considered the offer for an extremely short amount of time before he emphatically agreed that the best course was to stick together. Smiling with satisfaction Milo surveyed the rest of the room, his eyes finally resting on the orc and gnoll chained to the wall. [I]"What of these two? Anyone here speak orc or gnoll?"[/I] Brigit stepped near the orc, her racial hatred made her eyes glint like steel. [I]"I speak this vermin's tongue,"[/I] she spat out with obvious distaste. [I]"But I'd rather gut tha pig than ask 'im about tha weather."[/I] [I]"Um, hang on to that thought for a moment, Brig. How about the gnoll? Anyone speak its language?"[/I] Milo asked. He was answered with shakes of the head from the rest of his travelling companions. [I]"Okay then. Brigit, I know you're eager to take out the orc, but maybe you can get some information from it first?"[/I] [I]"Aye, but I canna promise ya anything,"[/I] she said. She then uttered some guttural syllables at the chained orc. It answered her back in the same guttural sounds but with a wheedling tone. [I]"It says it will help us if we help it. I'm fixin ta help it to me waraxe tho. Orcs canna be trusted, they're all lyin vermin."[/I] [I]"Mayhap, what do you think guys, can it be trusted?"[/I] Milo asked the rest of the group. Jeremiah and Mazi studied the orc while Brigit spoke with it. As far as either of them could gather from the orc's mannerisms it had been as honest as they could tell. Neither of them thought that the thing would help them as soon as it became convenient for it to do otherwise. They all discussed the matter and voted to leave the orc chained for the time being, perhaps coming back to free it when they were done killing hobgoblins. Milo walked up to the gnoll, [I]"You, do you speak common?"[/I] All he was able to get out of the jackal headed creature was a whimper and a lost puppy dog look. [I]"I guess not. I say we leave the gnoll here too, at least until we clean out the rest of the non-chained beasts."[/I] The party agreed and they all prepared to continue on. Milo told the caravan leader that he should stay in the back with his two guards in front. They looked eager to fight after their harsh imprisonment and torture. Brigit and Jeremiah rounded the corner of the hallway leading out, directly into a barrage of crossbow bolts. Big crossbow bolts. The two heavy bolts skimmed past Jeremiah, they missed him by the breadth of a hair. The hobgoblins holding the crossbows cursed in their throaty language and started to reload the heavy weapons. Jeremiah raised his sword and charged with a scream. Behind him Mazi quickly fired and arrow at the evil beasts down the hallway. She was unable to take aim with Jer charging down the tunnel in front of her. Milo had a similar problem when Brigit stumped off ahead of him. His bolt flew too high and ricocheted off the ceiling, it hurt nothing more than some loose stone that fell to the floor with a rattle. The hobgoblins saw their previous target looming before him and decided against reloading in favor of drawing their swords. Nearly oblivious, Maruf and Thorgrim hadn't turned the corner yet, but they glanced at each other as the sounds of battle echoed down the tunnel. Right as Jeremiah reached the T-intersection of the passage four more heavy bolts flew, two from each side. Three missed their mark but one sunk deep into his shoulder, breaking his stride. Milo groaned as he watched Jeremiah run right into the trap. He started to tumble forward, intent on using his divine power to protect the barbarian. Mazi fired another arrow at the hobgoblins, frustrated at her line of sight to her targets. Her arrow flew wide again. Jeremiah paused to pull the bolt from his shoulder and quaff one of the potions he was given. Milo reached Jeremiah and placed his hand on the shoulder that so recently bore the wound. He chanted quickly and a faint glow passed from his hand to Jeremiah, spreading out over his body before fading away. [I]"You'll find the evil beasts have a harder time hitting you now, Jer,"[/I] Milo said as he turned to see who fired from the other hallway. By then Brigit had reached the hobgoblins and laid waste to one with her axe, splitting its skull. The other original ambusher attempted to strike Jeremiah but was repelled by an unseen force just as its sword was about to hit. A look of perplexion crossed its porcine features. Down the two passages the other four hobgoblins dropped their crossbows and prepared to attack the adventurers. Up the other passageway Maruf and Thorgrim strived to reach the fight. Mazi and Milo both fired their weapons simultaneously. The arrow from Mazi's bow missed its target, but Milo's bolt found its mark in one of the approaching hobgoblins down the hallway. Jeremiah, bolstered by the potion, sliced the one in front of him, finishing off the original ambushers. Thorgrim and Maruf had made it to the fray by then, Maruf sidling up to Milo and Thorgrim protecting Brigit's flank on the other side. Just as they reached their positions the other four hobgoblins attacked. The one with Milo's crossbow bolt sticking from its shoulder smashed its longsword through Milo's defense, wounding him badly. Thorgrim also felt the sting of the enemy's weapon, equally wounded. Brigit swung her axe at the beast that attacked Thorgrim after she dodged a blow herself. The axe head met home as it smote the goblinoid creature. Down the hall Charles and Gerwin stood guard while the caravan leader and his wife peeked around the corner frightfully. Once again Mazi fired her bow at the melee, still unable to enter the fray directly. Once again her arrow missed the hobgoblin of her aim. Milo quickly downed a potion of his own, he felt its restorative powers as they coursed through his veins. Brigit swung her axe at the next monster, sending it to its maker with the rest of the vermin she'd dispatched. Standing besider her, Jeremiah looked around for a target, he prepared himself to lunge at the hobgoblin Maruf fought in case the man-at-arms fell. Maruf nimbly dodged an attack and countered with his longsword. The blow wounded the hobgoblin in the leg, drawing blood and causing it to snarl in pain. The hobgoblin made to attack again, ignoring the gash caused by the longsword. Its companion attempted to hit Milo but the newly restored halfling dodged the sword with ease. Mazi moved closer, hoping the proximity would improve her chances of shooting one of the beasts. The distance didn't help as her arrow was thrown off course at the last moment as she refocused her aim when one of her companions moved in the way. That companion was Jeremiah, seeing an opening in the fight between Maruf and the hobgoblin, he shoved his greatsword tip-first at the creature. It died with a gurgle as it slid off the huge blade. Milo moved a half-step away from the last hobgoblin and fired his bolt pointblank into the monster's chest. It too fell to the ground while a gurgle escaped its lips. Flush with victory the group quickly assessed the situation. Milo and Mazi's sensitive ears picked up the sound of more hobgoblin footsteps approaching from the northwest corridor. The six combatants conferred and decided to set up an ambush of their own. Milo motioned the body guards to stay down the hall. All of the party members with range weapons readied their ammo, three bows and one crossbow aimed down the hallway, waiting for the first hobgoblin to appear. Maruf and Thorgrim, both still wounded slightly from the battle so far, stayed to the rear. All four strings were released as the first of the approaching mob made their way around the corner. Mazi and Jeremiah's arrows barely missed. Brigit's missile winged one of the surprised hobgoblins. Milo's dead aim led his crossbow bolt straight into the eye of his target. The beast fell straight back onto the floor, the only noise it made was the sound of its sword clattering against the stone. The hobgoblins didn't take long to recover from their shock and the remaining three charged at the group. Milo was overconfident with his critical shot to the previous hobgoblin and misloaded his bolt. He cursed quietly when the string snapped past the bolt, damaging it and causing him take time to reload. Since she was in front and preferred her waraxe to the bow, Brigit took a moment to switch weapons. Mazi took the difficult shot and tried to hit the hobgoblin that approached her. The beast was too close and her arrow missed as the hobgoblin shuffled to the side quickly. Jeremiah was behind Brigit and attempted to fire his arrow into one of the approaching enemies. The arrow skittered across the wall as he was nudged by Brigit trying to draw her axe. Maruf was able to move past the crowd and attacked one of the hobgoblins that had reached the front. His swing failed to connect though. Behind the others Thorgrim waited impatiently, unable to find a way into the fight in the tight passageway. Brigit released her axe from its holster on her belt and brought it up into the face of her enemy, splitting the head vertically from chin to skull. Mazi and Jeremiah released their arrows once again, Mazi's missing her opponent as the unusually nimble hobgoblin danced out of the way. Jeremiah's arrow sunk deep into the chest of one of the hobgoblins approaching Brigit. Brigit laughed as the beast fell before her, unable to raise its spear in time to attack before the arrow robbed it of life. Next to Mazithra, Maruf snaked out his longsword at the nimble hobgoblin, ending its threat to the elf. She glanced over to the man-at-arms, a quick expression of gratitude on her face before turning to aim at the next beast. The hobgoblins kept filing around the corner, an unending flow it seemed to Milo. Luckily not one had connected with the deadly short spears they carried. One approached Mazi, hampering her aim again as she fired her arrow wide. Another distracted Maruf, its spear deflecting his sword as he attacked. The third hobgoblin approached Brigit carefully, avoiding her waraxe but not making any headway with its own weapon. Milo and Jeremiah were unable to hit any of the beasts as they engaged the party in a swirling melee. They both quickly reloaded, looking for another opening. Milo found one and let his bolt fly. It sunk into the hobgoblin facing Mazi. The bolt pierced a vital organ and the beast dropped to the ground. Brigit swung her axe past the longer reach of the hobgoblins spear to slice it right across the chest. A spray of blood followed the axe's trail before the goblinoid dropped dead. The opening allowed Jeremiah to target one of the beasts farther back and his arrow sunk into its leg. The hobgoblin howled with rage and charged towards the fight. Unable to reach Jer, the monster lunged at Maruf, piercing his armor and dropping the man-at-arms to the ground for a second time that day. Milo saw his friend drop and prepared another incantation. His new powers were coming in more than handy, he thought. Mazithra shot her arrow point blank at the monster that stabbed Maruf. The yew bow she carried snapped straight, propelling the arrow into the hobgoblin, the tip emerged from the other side of its shoulder. His incantation finished, Milo touched his hands to Maruf's wound. The ugly gash closed and the man-at-arm's eyes opened. Milo could tell that the spell didn't heal the Maruf's wounds completely though. Milo helped Maruf up and they retreated a few feet carefully. Mazi and Jer both aimed at different hobgoblins, ones they had wounded before. Both arrows flew true, wounding the beasts fatally. The one remaining hobgoblin turned to flee just as Brigit's axe fell. The beast didn't even have a chance to turn down the hall. The six adventurers stood over the bodies of their vanquished foes, breathing heavily. Maruf was still wounded badly and Milo was out of spells. The caravan leader approached them and expressed his deep desire to see the light of day again. They all decided that the rest of the hobgoblins, if there were any, could wait a few days more. Milo and the rest searched the bodies, coming up with more coins. Brigit carried the 'burden' of copper, silver, and gold. Their stash of currency was getting hefty and she was about the only one of them that didn't mind the extra weight in her pack. Nothing else of interest lay with the bodies. [I]"Well, let's get out of here and regroup guys, that cursed cup isn't getting any closer with us standing around,"[/I] Milo said as the group headed down the eastern passage. [/QUOTE]
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