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Carthum One-Tusk: The Lair By Suru! This one was even bigger! And was that the mound? There could be their hostage... or their next foe. Suru demanded action! While the others moved in to the attack, Carthum circled around- he intended to join the others in the direct attack, trusting that his...

Carthum One-Tusk: The Lair Carthum squinted into the darkness. Perhaps, if he focused, he could see beyond Metea's shroud... They were moving quickly now. Despite every other fear, being out of the crevice at least helped him feel a bit less claustrophobic. It was a near, thing, though, so...

Carthum One-Tusk: The Crack Carthum would take in what Annit had to say; the cavern ahead sounded even more unpleasant, were that possible. Demon spawn- and a captive? Metea introduced another concern, though. Demonic corruption was far more insidious than just some horns and a tail- he knew...

Carthum One-Tusk: Crack Creeping Carthum would keep an eye on the area- more concerned with threats than trinkets, he did not notice Metea fooling about with her liberated prize. He wondered if Annit would find anything. Part of him hoped it was a dead end, for that crevice looked like a tight...

Carthum One-Tusk: aftermath The chattering of the others faded into the background as Carthum knelt and let his soul reach out to his god. Suru's priesthood taught that there was truly no wrong way to show deference; only greed or vanity would anger their god. Suru had seen some priests go...

Carthum One-Tusk: aftermath Carthum would take a moment to say the necessary prayers to Suru- as they did not need to rush, no longer being inches away from being slashed by demonic claws, he could take a moment to collect himself, center the spell. Or perhaps he was simply hesitating to touch...

Carthum One-Tusk: aftermath Their attackers had been a resilient pair, and Carthum would not scoff at how quickly their fortunes might have changed, had a blade or a claw gone a little bit to the left or right. Still, Suru's grace had seen them through. The light on Carthum's shield remained...

Carthum was ashamed to admit, his hands were shaking. The wound, he could bear in silence, but the fear on top of that? It was good that he had his shield securely on his arm! "Suru! We shall not fall to demons!" He heard the harsh snarl of the Infernal tongue, the eerie laughter and wild...

Carthum: Into the shadows Perhaps more out of panic than foresight, Carthum would once more swing his mace at the closest demon- attempting perhaps to bring it down while he was able to strike at it, before it could once more swing at Dain. <Will save:10, disadvantaged roll to hit: 10>

Carthum One-tusk: Into the shadows Did... did anybody else feel something a little odd? Carthum would swear upon the Light Everlasting that he felt eyes at his back... As the demon reappeared, he would raise his shield- and strike back at the blasphemous beast with his mace. Suru's light...

Carthum- into the shadows Running was not a fantastic option, but staying put had its own flaws- couldn't the demon just choose to avoid them until they dropped their guard, and attack again? How did they intend to draw it out? Well, it seemed Otiroth had a plan to, if nothing else, irritate...

Carthum: Into the shadows Carthum turned Suru's light, gleaming from his shield, onto the demon behind them. "If it can go anywhere it wishes, then go back to your den, fiend! We have slain worse than you this day," Carthum growled.

Carthum seemed tense. Well, they all seemed tense. It was quite different from before, even after the armor; Otiroth had impressed into them the dangers of the undead, no doubt. Carthum felt Suru's light within him, desiring to be unleashed... yet Carthum's own flesh seemed somehow in the way...

Carthum One-Tusk: beyond the pit In a twist of flame and elven steel, the undead was put to rest. Sometimes, they had little choice in the matter. Whoever had created the undead had had plenty of choice, and had chosen the greatest of sacrileges as its path. "It is not the permanence of gems...

Carthum One-Tusk: beyond the pit Carthum found the idea that their company was still stealthy somewhat laughable- though he could understand the necessity of some discretion. The smell of salt- the ocean- was close. These caves had taken them further and deeper than they had thought, and...

Carthum One-Tusk: Further down Carthum's eyes might have played a trick on him, but... for the briefest moment, he thought he saw a faint glitter. It was far off, though, and squinting and looking closer towards it, he saw nothing. Otiroth wanted to go the same way, though, so perhaps that had...

Carthum One-Tusk: Further down Carthum grinned as Metea got put in her place. Absolutely grinned. But that disappeared as they headed down and approached the next landing, which appeared to be the beginnings of the actual mining. This is where the miners must have found the greatest amount of...

Carthum One-Tusk: the second landing It seemed strange, that Annit's father would not fully prepare her for what they would face down here. But perhaps he did not know, either. He'd nod grimly at the idea of just barring up the door once more, though he knew Metea was disappointed even as she...

Carthum One-Tusk: the second landing The thief- no, Annit- returned, and that seemed to be the cue for Metea to poke around as well. He hoped she had the sense to be cautious. "Here," he'd toss Annit some of the flavored-up rations they had brought along. After facing down death together...

Carthum One-Tusk: the second landing Carthum nodded at Dain's words. "Much will be revealed... but this shall only be the beginning." An omen? A prediction of where the letters they signed would take them? Or just a random guess from a fledgling cleric? Perhaps it did not matter, for the...