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*Matz sniffs around at the air.* "Wind spirits have little need for gold and treasure. I'm sure they'll be happy just to have the temple back. I say we take all that we can carry as a reward for our services."

Mojh-worship!

*Matz shakes his head.* "Loot the temple indeed. There's more than just the temple here! Maybe we should gather all we can, and then make bird calls until our friend returns?"

*Kelthet considers the logistics of the creatures as he hustles over to the one trying to make Phaern-Nibbles. His greatsword almost sings as it swings towards the creature.....*

*Kelthet grins at Dak, his sword coming quickly into his grasp* "Myself, I would have thrown something...." *He steps carefully towards where he last saw Leesea and Phaern, poking at mushrooms as he does.*

OOC: Wow. Nice map. IC: *Kelthet pulls a small ball of mud and clay from his bag, and holds it up to his mouth.* "Anyone have a better idea than testing the waters?"

*Matz slowly lets out his breath, looking from the body at their feet to the winds swirling about.* "Well. That's got to be our good deed for the week, eh folks?" *He quickly sets about frisking the body for items of value or hints that large angry friends of the woman will be bounding down...

*Kelthet shrugs.* "Then we would know what had happened...." *He seems to be growing agitated, and is fingering something in his witchbag.*

Yeah, definately good. Things in this thread just keep improving. ;)

*Kelthet gestures to the mushrooms.* "Perhaps they live in or around those? Or use those for food? Or perhaps this trail leads to a watering hole or the like?"

*Kelthet blinks as Atlas speaks, and spins to face the pool.* "Let's step away from that pool. Oozes and slimes - are they colored? Could one appear to be a pool of water, for instance?" *He looks to Leesa to answer the question, trusting in her vast knowledge.*

*boggle*

*Upon realizing this, Kelthet's greatsword shimmers quickly in to being, almost without concious thought.* "The darkfolk?"

*Kelthet holds up a hand warningly.* "I've got a bad feeling about this." *He peers warily towards the pool, trying to discern anything lurking in or around it, or any possible ambush sites.*

"Dammit woman! Couldn't you have picked an easier way to change? I have some books back home...." *Matz shakes his head, and considers his limited options. Perhaps one more chance.... He once again attempts to approach the woman and wrestle her to the ground* "Anyone have a means of...

*Matz takes advantage of his appropriate position to find a spot to scramble for cover, and then tosses a dagger at the woman as well*

*Kelthet nods.* "We should proceed, then. The dark folk, I think, we should not spare." *He stretches his arms to limber them again, and allows his sword to dissipate into a tiny swirl of iron filings, leaving a slight greyish coating across his skin. He points further down the path.* "There?"

Metal shaft, I think, since it was "acquired" from a knightly type. Amusingly, it's going to be dual wielded with the Falling Mountain Sword from a few pages back by my Giant character. So, when are you going to move over into armor? I've got a suit of plate mail that needs an illo....

It is indeed. Very very nice as always. So a question and a request. The question: Do you have a paypal account or anything? I really feel like after all the dang spiffy stuff you've put up here, I'd like to pass at least a few dollars of appreciation your way.... And the request: An...

*Kelthet shrugs.* "Then let us do it, and be done with it." *He stills seems somewhat uncomfortable with the idea, and makes himself noticably busy with patrolling the area, feeding his snail, checking his witchbag, and the like.*