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<blockquote data-quote="97mg" data-source="post: 7405205" data-attributes="member: 6799460"><p><strong>Four Sides</strong></p><p></p><p>The rogue felt a sense of reassurance in Metea’s arrival by her side. Those hands of hers and the dazzling destruction they could cause, well it made Annit’s rudimentary bow and arrows somewhat pale in comparison.</p><p></p><p>Something was stirring at the opposite end of the passageway, far out of Annit’s torch range. Metea would see it though, a hairy leg or two poking out from the corner. </p><p></p><p><span style="color: #0000CD">“What is it?”</span> Annit asked, having just heard what sounded like movement ahead.</p><p></p><p>In Otiroth’s peaceful post-recovery, he might hear it too, or at worst see a change on Annit and Metea’s faces. He’d at least had some moments to ponder and reflect first. Specifically upon any knowledge of lower-planar fiends documented at the Burning Rose. The details and testimonies were scarce. Most of the authors rumored to be simply mad or dreamers of fiction. The sorcerer had seen such beasts with his own eyes now though. They had got here somehow. Hell, Metea’s very existence proved that. But how? Was there something about these inner openings of Kalair’s solid ground that might explain some of this? </p><p></p><p>Jeovanna’s sous-chef work goes well, and the creation of pre-prepared meals is as wise a task as it is gruesome. A good thing the barbarian used to liaise with predators, a lifestyle with Gnolls tends to remove any fear at the sight of dead meat, or blood. Being desensitized has it's advantages at times... though a good brew generally helps.</p><p></p><p>The Imp’s pouch falls open at the slash of her knife. A thin but lengthy tendril of black leather tumbles to the ground, and at its extremities sections seem to sparkle in the dim light. Tiny blades, sewn into three strands, all connected to a whip-like grip.</p><p></p><p><Version of Blade Whip. 2D4 Slashing Damage. Finesse Weapon. Reach 15ft.></p><p></p><p>A shuffle from behind a way. A clang of armor. Ah ha! Carthum pokes his head out of the eastern crevice. It looked like time to go!</p><p></p><p>As Dain waits for his stealth-buddy to return, a light puff of heated air moves past his cheeks. A smell of soot follows. Then he hears something, a sound diffused by dark walls and chaotic turns.</p><p></p><p>“Mmmmerragh…”</p><p></p><p><em>Clang.</em></p><p></p><p>Then the quiet returns, though he will probably hear Carthum coming back soon enough.</p><p></p><p><If the team is exiting stage right, just need to know the order and who is on dwarf-sherpa duties. Two characters side by side is possible in the tunnels where Dain currently waits.></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="97mg, post: 7405205, member: 6799460"] [b]Four Sides[/b] The rogue felt a sense of reassurance in Metea’s arrival by her side. Those hands of hers and the dazzling destruction they could cause, well it made Annit’s rudimentary bow and arrows somewhat pale in comparison. Something was stirring at the opposite end of the passageway, far out of Annit’s torch range. Metea would see it though, a hairy leg or two poking out from the corner. [COLOR="#0000CD"]“What is it?”[/COLOR] Annit asked, having just heard what sounded like movement ahead. In Otiroth’s peaceful post-recovery, he might hear it too, or at worst see a change on Annit and Metea’s faces. He’d at least had some moments to ponder and reflect first. Specifically upon any knowledge of lower-planar fiends documented at the Burning Rose. The details and testimonies were scarce. Most of the authors rumored to be simply mad or dreamers of fiction. The sorcerer had seen such beasts with his own eyes now though. They had got here somehow. Hell, Metea’s very existence proved that. But how? Was there something about these inner openings of Kalair’s solid ground that might explain some of this? Jeovanna’s sous-chef work goes well, and the creation of pre-prepared meals is as wise a task as it is gruesome. A good thing the barbarian used to liaise with predators, a lifestyle with Gnolls tends to remove any fear at the sight of dead meat, or blood. Being desensitized has it's advantages at times... though a good brew generally helps. The Imp’s pouch falls open at the slash of her knife. A thin but lengthy tendril of black leather tumbles to the ground, and at its extremities sections seem to sparkle in the dim light. Tiny blades, sewn into three strands, all connected to a whip-like grip. <Version of Blade Whip. 2D4 Slashing Damage. Finesse Weapon. Reach 15ft.> A shuffle from behind a way. A clang of armor. Ah ha! Carthum pokes his head out of the eastern crevice. It looked like time to go! As Dain waits for his stealth-buddy to return, a light puff of heated air moves past his cheeks. A smell of soot follows. Then he hears something, a sound diffused by dark walls and chaotic turns. “Mmmmerragh…” [I]Clang.[/I] Then the quiet returns, though he will probably hear Carthum coming back soon enough. <If the team is exiting stage right, just need to know the order and who is on dwarf-sherpa duties. Two characters side by side is possible in the tunnels where Dain currently waits.> [/QUOTE]
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