Airwalkrr's Greyhawk: The Forgotten Depths of Kulkanor IC

"Ye see? If 'ts made 'f stone, ask a dwarf, HA!" the dwarf notes as he trots inside and inspects the area. "We should jam dat wench, we DON't want to get trapped inside 'ere"
 

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"And p..p..probably get some torches." Hanon stutters out looking at the darkness.

[sblock=OOC] That darkness is so lucky I'm not playing a wizard or I would magic missle it. :p:p:p [/sblock]
 


Thamior chuckles at Hanon's call for torches. "Unless you lost them on your way here, I saw you buy some myself in town," the elf laughs. "Or, at least I think I did," he adds.
 


Hanon looking a little abashed, remebers he did indeed purchase some torches. Putting his mace back on his belt he takes off his pack and shield and goes looking for one.

[sblock=OOC] I couldn't remember if I had purchased them for Hanon and he wasn't linked in my signature (that's changed ;)). Only two need to make them counnt. [/sblock]
 

Luth unslings his pack, reaches in and takes out a torch. "Anyone else need one?" he asks. He opens the top and show the party that most of its contents are more torches. "They were cheap, and I had the room, so I bought a bunch. Something about being stuck seven stories underground in pitch black darkness just creeps me out."
 

Kit accepts a torch out of politeness, but leaves it unlit. He is conscious of not stepping on anyone's toes. "Um, I have a lantern as well," he adds sheepishly. "Maybe we start with torches and see how we do?"
 


"I can take the front," Valeska offers. "Should I carry a torch, or should I keep my hands free for danger?" She indicates her sword and shield.
 

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