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About to exit the manour, Flaust's ears picked up the Guardian's words and span about. No! She shouted running back toward her friends. No releasing from gae's's's or anything else of the sort! She panted slightly and leaned heavily on Zoe's shoulder and continued. If'n you've been a bad one to...

though he detested the fact that any would try to tell him what to do, Solli nonetheless moved to the altar to search it also for traps or other secrets, having planned to do so anyhow.

Baja - Half Orc Barbarian 7, Hp's 37(23)/76(62) Howling in pain, eyes that would've glowed red if they could, spittle launched on foul breath winds, Baja whirls to where he saw the lion-man. His periferal vision wasn't the best, but he was pretty sure of where the thing had launched it's...

Skarsus offers a silent nod of affirmation, then kneels in swift prayer and dons his helm as he turns to untether Palientha and lead the others further on toward their destination.

**OOC - Sense Motive on what the elf just said. If he gets it, then he'll stay silent, otherwise, Uh oh. **

Whilst his team mates bother with introductions and other unpleasantness, Solli very carefully checks the door and it's surrounding area for traps or other equally annoying surprises.

Face scrunched up and eyes shut tightly, Flaust was rather surprised to not have felt those words sprayed at her as well as bellowed. One of the few joys of "ghost-daemons"! No bad breath! With pale-skinned shrug and a small nod, Flaust starts to turn and walk back the way she came from, Right...

Kai.... O? Flaust turned to see where the ghosty-elf was, but guessed he had gone off on one of his "search for more things that are 'obviously SO MUCH more important' jaunts". She walked down the hall and stood before the "glowy door" a finger tapping at her lower lip in contemplation. A...

Flaust's mouth twitched from a smirk into a look of annoyance. What was sat in the room was fat. And it ate books. And it was fat, and, it was eating books... Anything that ate books was obviously a total waste of space and not worth her attention. Afterall, everyone knew books were best kept to...

Pabist spits on the floor, a great glob of spittle mingling with the dirt. It's gone. The end. He shivered a little with the chill and looked once more to where he saw the movement. I'd hate to be herrre for "yourrr guests" to meet us. It's just, that I think we arrre so underrr-drrressed. He...

Hardly. That bed was evil - Flaust "knew" it. :P

A curious Flaust, one eyebrow raised peers into the darkness of the corridor. Blasted bed was up to no good! Fancy trying to put one past me and think I'd fall for it's "I'm too cheap to be able to afford feathers in my quilt and pillows" act! I wonder if it has laid any other false trails...

Aerek? I think you can help us with that.

Pabsit looks down the street once more, noting the dust had settled, leaving no trace of any passings. Well, if we'rrre stuck herrre anyhow, with high-ups wanting us dead, we might as well meet what they've sent head-on, eh!? He thought to himself. He stepped back and tugged on Baril's trouser...

Skarsus "turned-off" almost as soon as the boring elf had started his rant. he was tired of his idiotic rantings an hour ago. Nodding to Derrick, he once again mounts Palientha. Now that this tomfoolery is done with, get yourselves prepared. We have a long journey ahead of us.

Gomez, forgive me, but I must bow out of this game. My character really wasn't doing much anyhow (My fault.), but I need to lighten my load what with my baby fast being born. I'll pop in to see how the adventure gets on from time to time though, so keep up the good work. :) - Dai

Bah, it seems my lofty goals are too high for even me..... I cannot play in your game afterall. I have too many games I am involved with already (and need to quit one or two of those as well.... :( ) and so hope you'll forgive me as I bow out of this one before I begin it. It seems as though you...

Flaust stayed as still as she could. She imagined herself a statue, a marble effigy of a Tiefling Goddess, created to ward over the spirits of lost bedclothes. It was watching her - she "knew" it. The bed.... Out of the corner of her eye, she found it hard to tell now, but she "knew' it's...

Lekku twitching in disgust, Bud'd nods. Should we, uhh.... Search it? I mean, he could've managed to get some eveidence as to where our search should take us?

Allowing the combat to finish itself and knowing full well that he would make little difference at this point, the little Svirneblin searches about the room for the exit, taking great care to not get ambushed.