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Carthum One-Tusk: The Carven Door Ah, it was good to have his mace again! Carthum kept an eye on the dwarf, too. Metea had been up to her old tricks of late, and he'd hate for her to traumatize the weakened dwarf. The brew was strong. They were all agreed not to step into the cooled lava pit...

Carthum One-Tusk: The Carven Door They stay off of the glass-like stone, for glass would surely shatter. The stars are made of eggs, Their light hatches and the shells fall, Breaking, cracking, shattering, falling, Light is born even in chaos. Carthum watches the smooth stone, the other...

Walking through the dark was both comforting and not. Carthum may have been able to see in the dark, but light brought color. And righteousness! He could summon a light at any time, though, and using it to investigate the door seemed a necessity. Or not? Demons could see in the dark, could they...

Carthum was at the end of their prisoner chain. His armor still on, and his shield at his back at least meant he still had some feeling of being able to defend himself. Hopefully his shield, positioned as such, would not be questioned- with the 'chains' in play, it did not look as if he could...

Carthum was silent for a moment after Kravikus' demise- but he nodded to Magaw. Move on? Indeed. But now, they were trapped between a rock and a hard place. Carthum would first head to Annit and Dain- lay his hands upon the rogue to undo some of the damage she had taken, unless she declined as...

"Annit!" Carthum shouts, his tone raising in fury at the demon. Foul demon! Its choice of targets was obvious- but he would give the demon something else to focus on! The half-orc stepped forward, moving to bring his mace down on the demon's head. <To attack= 14. Damage 8>

"Come, demon! Face us!" Carthum declares. The demon is in sight now, standing tantalizingly close to the edge. Carthum, though, is a bit further down! The curve of the stone gives them a natural barrier of protection, but Carthum's mace lacks the reach to hit the demon from here. He raised his...

Carthum watched his sister work for a moment. His jaw was set firmly in place, as he listened to the sound of the incoming demon... the vicious snarl in his mind's eye. It was an affront! He would pick up the dwarf and carry him to the rear of the cavern- as far from the incoming demon as...

Carthum One-Tusk: Decisions Carthum nodded. He too would step back, though not as far. Was this wise? Did compassion need to come from a place of wisdom? Could it? Suru, I ask only that if I create a wrong... I be given the chance to fix it His shield remained on his arm, his mace close at...

Carthum frowns, ever so slightly. "Offends... me?" He put a strange amount of inflections on that last word. "No. And you are right. There is more than one type of freedom. If your imprisonment here was unjust, then we cannot leave you here, more alone than before." Ever Carthum tried to appear...

Carthum One-Tusk: Decisions Carthum approaches the cage a bit closer, though he does not touch it. It was indeed... extraordinary times. Whether or not the skull had chosen his path or had it thrust upon him... Carthum felt pity all the same, the same as he had for the skeleton higher up in...

Carthum returns with their dwarven friend, and looks to find a safe place to let him rest. He is certainly keeping an eye on the others, though. While they're mostly distracted by the skull, Carthum's concern is a bit different. Is this another undead, or some other darker magic? Was the miner...

The battle seems over... but there is still the skull to deal with. Everyone had done well. The priest steps over near Dain, to take a look at his injury. It is strange- acidic wounds are not something he has encountered before, but he will try and offer what help he can... <Medicine check=8>...

Carthum looks at the scene, but can not immediately see a safe way to close with the final demon. Not without scrambling onto coals! He once more bangs his mace against his shield, striking out harshly with sacred flame! Carthum had receive some training in the crossbow- he should have brought...

Carthum One-Tusk: The Grinning Skull The smell of sizzling flesh once more punishes them- a vicious, unlucky strike. "Demon! You dare turn your eyes from Suru's light?" Carthum's next magic-blow perhaps hits, but against the jelly-ooze belly, it more bounces off than anything- it is like...

Carthum One-Tusk: The Grinning Skull Suru! Deeper we travel! Your radiance burns even fire! Carthum, fully in the room, would see the one on the right, if only because it was difficult not to notice Jeovanna, and she was further in its direction. Annit and Jeovanna, perhaps, had that one! He...

Carthum One-Tusk: The grinning skull Well... they were in the battle now! Perhaps they had been rash, to rush into combat while one of their own was still injured! But they could not leave Dain behind! They could not leave a trapped prisoner! The priest gently laid the dwarf at Metea and...

There was no glory in seeking a battle without purpose. If the demons raised their claws against them, then they would fight, and to the death if the infernal creatures did not yield. But if there was no one to protect, even themselves, then Suru would not look kindly upon the battle. This was a...

Carthum One-Tusk: Triple Fork Despite the danger of the path forward, Carthum had a crooked smile for Metea and the barbarian woman. "I'm sure you as well, if needed," he replied. "Well done, sister." They would not have too long to linger to make their decision. His spell had worn off, and...

Carthum One-Tusk: Four sides Carthum smiled, though a bit ruefully, and patted the ranger solidly on the back. "Perhaps they will mistake our clatter for a gaggle of kitchen wenches, and leave us be." Purely tusk in cheek, obviously. He'd return down the hall, as swiftly and gracelessly as...