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<blockquote data-quote="Whizbang Dustyboots" data-source="post: 3870260" data-attributes="member: 11760"><p>It twists and turns for almost a thousand feet before opening to another larger cave to the north: The chamber is about 15 feet in diameter with a 10 foot high ceiling. The floor is dusty and covered with fine rock debris only disturbed by the tracks of rats dragging harnesses and sacks. The west wall glints with reflected light from Renraw's staff off of numerous crystals embedded in the wall.</p><p></p><p>Katadid scans the cavern nervously for any movement or any place that another creature could be hiding.</p><p></p><p>Renraw scans the area and attempts to ascertain why the map may have been marked with a black pyramid.</p><p></p><p>What appeared to be the east wall turns out to be a 10-foot high ledge, upon further examination. A chimney appears to lead up above the ledge, leading up, presumably, to the sky. On the north wall is another passageway, leading out of the cave.</p><p></p><p>Kat taps Ragglus on the shoulder and points toward the ledge. Kat flaps his arms in a bird like motion and points to the chimney.</p><p></p><p>Ragglus approaches the ledge cautiously from below, keeping an eye out for any obvious ways to rise or climb up.</p><p></p><p>Renraw finds a nearby rock and chucks it up to the top of the ledge, chuckling to himself.</p><p></p><p>A voice suddenly booms though the cavern, much louder than could be managed by the shrunken Gentlemen Delvers: "WHO DARES DISTURB THE HIDDEN SHRINE OF KRAN? WHO WILL SUFFER HER INESCAPABLE WRATH?"</p><p></p><p>"Oh, dear gods," Renraw chokes on his chuckle, his knees beginning to tremble. "Wait, 'her?' Chandler, that's your cue!"</p><p></p><p>"Shrine," Kat mutters. He grabs Renraw's shaking arm. "Kem! Your books! Does Kran sound familiar in any way?"</p><p></p><p>"Kran?" Renraw repeats nervously. "Kran?"</p><p></p><p>"Lady Kran," Tock calls out, "No one of significance disturbs thee, and no one of insignificance does so purposefully. We are simple smallfolk lost in these immense yet beautiful caverns. Know thee, oh holy one, a way out?"</p><p></p><p>A light of recognition quickly flashes in Renraw's eyes and he leans in to whisper something to Tock.</p><p></p><p>"Priestess and holy knower of faults, we bow before thee!" Tock continues, nodding at Renraw's whispered message. "Let our faults be known and put upon your altar of knowledge! This one, Cmelak, is full of avarice and anger. My cousin here is feeble of spirit and body and unable to communicate like normal men. The big one is also very angry, and also slow of mind. And I am unable to resist the wiles of femalekind."</p><p></p><p>"Anger?" Renraw snarls.</p><p></p><p>"F-feeble?" Katadid gasps.</p><p></p><p>"Madam, if I may," Renraw says, stepping forward, "Another fault of my companion's is that he speaks out of turn. My spirit harbors no undue anger, oh knower of secrets. If I have a flaw, it's my concern for these others in my company may sometimes hinder my judgment."</p><p></p><p>Katadid raises an eyebrow.</p><p></p><p>"FOOLS! RETURN THE WAY YOU CAME, OR FACE THE FULL FORCE OF KRAN'S FURY!"</p><p></p><p>"May we ask exactly how Kran's fury shall be dispensed? Spells? Webs? Tentacles?" Kat shrugs at the shocked looks of the other Delvers. "What? I'm just asking."</p><p></p><p>"LEAVE NOW OR LEARN TO YOUR HORROR!"</p><p></p><p>"Oh, well, <em>that's</em> helpful," Katadid mutters.</p><p></p><p>"Oh, for," Renraw growls in exasperation. "We have submitted our failings, wise lady, but the feeble one, he has this tic ... if we leave now, we'll be subjected to the gods alone know. We humbly ask what price passage?"</p><p></p><p>"WHAT LIES BEYOND IS NOT FOR YOUR EYES! MY PATIENCE IS AT AN END! LEAVE NOW OR BE DESTROYED!"</p><p></p><p>"Actually, there is gold back there," Katadid ponders aloud. "Maybe an offering."</p><p></p><p>"We're NOT giving her any gold, so just get that out of your mind right now," Renraw snaps.</p><p></p><p>Kat looks up at the ledge and chimney and tries a hunch. He has had a language banging around in his head for ages, spoken by odd creatures he saw occasionally.</p><p></p><p>"<em>W-would you be one of the fey folk?</em>" he asks in Sylvan.</p><p></p><p>"I AM BEYOND YOUR COMPREHENSION!" A voice booms, in Sylvan, in Katadid's mind.</p><p></p><p>Kat takes a clear step back, blinking in shock.</p><p></p><p>"See? I mentioned that avarice!" Tock calls out. "I myself am sick of these new gods, like that usurper Lothian. I search for truth in the way only Kran may give. May I please be your servant and student? I offer you all my worldly possessions. And the greedy one."</p><p></p><p>"Okay, that does it!" Renraw snaps, face red at the number of times he's been called "greedy" in the past minute. "I've had it with the lot of you! This woman is nothing more than the lonesome cave-dwelling priestess of the dead god of crotch rot, and the bunch of you are nothing more than ungrateful, parasitic, glory-hounding rednecks, and you never would've made it out of the barony without me! And now you're going to give me up? Like that? I knew I couldn't trust any of you! Now, I'm going to go see what's at the end of this gods damned cave and there isn't a single thing any one of you can do to stop me. Have a nice day, oh knower of secrets."</p><p></p><p>Renraw purposefully marches to the opposite end of the cave to the other exit.</p><p></p><p>"FOOL!"</p><p></p><p>There is a noise of wings being unfurled and suddenly the other Gentlemen Delvers see something dark take wing, flying between Renraw's light source and them.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Whizbang Dustyboots, post: 3870260, member: 11760"] It twists and turns for almost a thousand feet before opening to another larger cave to the north: The chamber is about 15 feet in diameter with a 10 foot high ceiling. The floor is dusty and covered with fine rock debris only disturbed by the tracks of rats dragging harnesses and sacks. The west wall glints with reflected light from Renraw's staff off of numerous crystals embedded in the wall. Katadid scans the cavern nervously for any movement or any place that another creature could be hiding. Renraw scans the area and attempts to ascertain why the map may have been marked with a black pyramid. What appeared to be the east wall turns out to be a 10-foot high ledge, upon further examination. A chimney appears to lead up above the ledge, leading up, presumably, to the sky. On the north wall is another passageway, leading out of the cave. Kat taps Ragglus on the shoulder and points toward the ledge. Kat flaps his arms in a bird like motion and points to the chimney. Ragglus approaches the ledge cautiously from below, keeping an eye out for any obvious ways to rise or climb up. Renraw finds a nearby rock and chucks it up to the top of the ledge, chuckling to himself. A voice suddenly booms though the cavern, much louder than could be managed by the shrunken Gentlemen Delvers: "WHO DARES DISTURB THE HIDDEN SHRINE OF KRAN? WHO WILL SUFFER HER INESCAPABLE WRATH?" "Oh, dear gods," Renraw chokes on his chuckle, his knees beginning to tremble. "Wait, 'her?' Chandler, that's your cue!" "Shrine," Kat mutters. He grabs Renraw's shaking arm. "Kem! Your books! Does Kran sound familiar in any way?" "Kran?" Renraw repeats nervously. "Kran?" "Lady Kran," Tock calls out, "No one of significance disturbs thee, and no one of insignificance does so purposefully. We are simple smallfolk lost in these immense yet beautiful caverns. Know thee, oh holy one, a way out?" A light of recognition quickly flashes in Renraw's eyes and he leans in to whisper something to Tock. "Priestess and holy knower of faults, we bow before thee!" Tock continues, nodding at Renraw's whispered message. "Let our faults be known and put upon your altar of knowledge! This one, Cmelak, is full of avarice and anger. My cousin here is feeble of spirit and body and unable to communicate like normal men. The big one is also very angry, and also slow of mind. And I am unable to resist the wiles of femalekind." "Anger?" Renraw snarls. "F-feeble?" Katadid gasps. "Madam, if I may," Renraw says, stepping forward, "Another fault of my companion's is that he speaks out of turn. My spirit harbors no undue anger, oh knower of secrets. If I have a flaw, it's my concern for these others in my company may sometimes hinder my judgment." Katadid raises an eyebrow. "FOOLS! RETURN THE WAY YOU CAME, OR FACE THE FULL FORCE OF KRAN'S FURY!" "May we ask exactly how Kran's fury shall be dispensed? Spells? Webs? Tentacles?" Kat shrugs at the shocked looks of the other Delvers. "What? I'm just asking." "LEAVE NOW OR LEARN TO YOUR HORROR!" "Oh, well, [I]that's[/I] helpful," Katadid mutters. "Oh, for," Renraw growls in exasperation. "We have submitted our failings, wise lady, but the feeble one, he has this tic ... if we leave now, we'll be subjected to the gods alone know. We humbly ask what price passage?" "WHAT LIES BEYOND IS NOT FOR YOUR EYES! MY PATIENCE IS AT AN END! LEAVE NOW OR BE DESTROYED!" "Actually, there is gold back there," Katadid ponders aloud. "Maybe an offering." "We're NOT giving her any gold, so just get that out of your mind right now," Renraw snaps. Kat looks up at the ledge and chimney and tries a hunch. He has had a language banging around in his head for ages, spoken by odd creatures he saw occasionally. "[I]W-would you be one of the fey folk?[/I]" he asks in Sylvan. "I AM BEYOND YOUR COMPREHENSION!" A voice booms, in Sylvan, in Katadid's mind. Kat takes a clear step back, blinking in shock. "See? I mentioned that avarice!" Tock calls out. "I myself am sick of these new gods, like that usurper Lothian. I search for truth in the way only Kran may give. May I please be your servant and student? I offer you all my worldly possessions. And the greedy one." "Okay, that does it!" Renraw snaps, face red at the number of times he's been called "greedy" in the past minute. "I've had it with the lot of you! This woman is nothing more than the lonesome cave-dwelling priestess of the dead god of crotch rot, and the bunch of you are nothing more than ungrateful, parasitic, glory-hounding rednecks, and you never would've made it out of the barony without me! And now you're going to give me up? Like that? I knew I couldn't trust any of you! Now, I'm going to go see what's at the end of this gods damned cave and there isn't a single thing any one of you can do to stop me. Have a nice day, oh knower of secrets." Renraw purposefully marches to the opposite end of the cave to the other exit. "FOOL!" There is a noise of wings being unfurled and suddenly the other Gentlemen Delvers see something dark take wing, flying between Renraw's light source and them. [/QUOTE]
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