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OOC: Its early...too tired give me sneak attack shot and run/hide

OOC: *mumble mumble* IC: Aranal had a sudden insight into what it was the thing might be eating. Not sure if she was nauseus or angry she drew 'Surprise' and as she was checking it was loaded, threw herself to the side of the tunnel.

Disgusted, Aranel kicked it aside and tried not to think about it as she kept walking. How much further back did this blasted Dwarf-mine go? knowing her luck, just as she settled into the monotony of walking down it, it would end abruptly and she'dbe caught off guard by something else deformed...

Aranel smiled and rested her hand on Katherines cheek, then her shoulder. "And you, stay safe, the world would be a darker place without your cheer." She replied in elvish before turning and starting ahead, eyes open searching for anything, from traps to blood.

Grumbling Aranel peered inside and then stepped over the vine carefully, it would go a long way back. Figuring she should be the first to go in, to search for more traps, she headed slowly towards the rod, though waited for the others. Unwilling to carry it. She wanted her hands free... Glancing...

OOC: sounds like a plan to me ^^ IC: "Yes, there is a trap set to drop a lqarge amount of stone upong the unaware..." she told them. "See there? That vine must at all costs be avoided. Unless we plan to use it to our own advantage..." She moved back feeling she had sort of made up for her...

Why couldn't things ever be as easy as they seemed? Aranel grumbled to herself as she got up dusted herself off and edged towards the cave entrance with great care, searching for any tell-tale signs of traps. After all...that creature had seemed horribly stupid to her, the traps shouldn't be too...

Aranel stopped at the cave and proceeded to make a fuss of Whitefang. "It is too dark even for myself to see clearly within..." She warned. Taking a moment she sat down and petted the Wolf properly. "Hmm...You need a bath." She told the creature. Thinking of that...she'd quite like one too...

Hearing the bard speak of examing it Aranel wrinkled her nose. Why anyone would want to take that smelly, disgusting, mutated, foul, murdering creature anywhere but a pyre was beyond her. She was trying to stay upwind of it, death tended to smell bad. "As Remi said, we should be searching for...

Making her way down carefully she reached the bottom and looked at it, nudged it with her foot. "That's for giving me reason to throw up." She muttered before moving off to scuff her boot as though it had something contagious. "I've not seen anything that ugly in a long while." She told them...

Aranel could just hear the Bards words, and she felt a strange urge to charge the creature. I always wondered what drove people to suicide. Now I Know... Shaking her head she lined up her bolt with the back of the creatures neck and made a note to either hide or run off. Hiding first might be...

((No its fine ^^ )) Aranel kept moving, heading around, though now she could see a little better, she wished it were otherwise. The creature was hideous. Was that it or just its puppet? Either way it was attacking and there was little time to waste. She kept running, pondering if she should...

[OOC: I have dodge, its on the end of 'skills and feats'] [IC] Aranel was making her way around the bluff, searching for another way up, or at the very least a way to get behind it. ((if Aranel can get behind it this move-spot and reload crossbow, if not just searching for another way up...))

"Aye, but in a story they always have some small amount of intelligence." Aranel growled whipping out her handheld crossbow and aiming it up at the figure before firing. "It looks like it's going to be throwing stones!" She warned looking around for a suitable way to get behind it. Even as she...

Having landed gracefully as she could manage, avoided the trap and then stumbled over apologising proffusly for not having seen it sooner she heard Katherines words. "Surely not, not only the light of your arrow would you take from us, but also the light in our heartsyour company grants us...I...

"I will go, I should be of some use at least, even if it is only bait." She winked to Katherine, not sure the others could see and patted the Wolf on the head. "You be a good Wolf." She told it before sheathing her rapier and looking towards the vines and loosening her shoulders a little and...

It was...annoying. She had the identity right there at the edge of her mind but couldn't quite reach it. The smell was overbearing, but in the refreshing rain it was easier to deal with. Having picked up her weapon as they'd made their way here she was trying furiously to remember, while her...

The stench and sight hit her like a club to the head, she staggered back a few steps, dropped her rapier and turned, unable to make it to the door, where the fresh air and the realtively clean sights lay she collapsed to her knees and vomited. The others voices swirled around her head for a...

Aranel laughed quietly. "And then the fiend of the deep pits of hell itself did slowly creep...murder in it's heart, through the darkest of shadows along the inner wall of the barn..." She added another peice of the story. Even as they edged closer. Knowing her eyes probably were sharpest didn't...

Aranel could see something moving, and then the man...whew... It wasn't good. As the human help take the man inside she eyed Katherine. "So..." She tried to lighten the mood as the half-humans magic had done to the area around them. "Come here often?" Rain was getting in somewhere on her neck...