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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Cerebral Paladin" data-source="post: 3441120" data-attributes="member: 3448">Something nearly tripped her, although she couldn’t see what, and then there was a shimmer on the ground directly in front of her.  Dame Brionna stared at the shimmer, and an elven form emerged, still on the ground, as he brushed aside the cloak.  The wood elf gestured emphatically for Dame Brionna to join him and quickly brushed the cloak over her as she dropped to the marble floor. “It would not be safe for one such as you to be seen by the enemy.” The wood elf smiled wryly.  “Or even one such as me.” “Does combat continue?” “Yes.  He has brought a fair amount of alchemical compounds.  But he also carries something that he is trying to protect, in a small box.” “Warpstone, probably.” The elf’s lips curled in disgust.  “Perhaps.  We have not been able to see.  And while he still has the alchemical weapons, it is only safe for our captain to fight him directly.” “Can we move closer?” “Not without risk, but yes.  You must move with me… and we must hope that your armor is not too noisy.”  The elf lifted the cloak, and they inched forward.  Dame Brionna did her best to stay silent, but even so, there was the occasional clank of her armor.  Each sound elicited a wince from her elven escort, although the muffled booms from the combat were far louder.  “There.  They are just around that corner.” Dame Brionna peered out from the cover.  She could not see the battle, but she could hear it.  A voice cried out in a strange tongue, and another voice answered a moment later.  She could not understand the language, but Dame Brionna recognized a tone of command, demanding some answer or response, regardless of the linguistic differences.  As she looked around at the damaged and burnt hallway, she saw several stable boys, their faces pale and trembling with terror, crouching behind crenellations and buttresses.  She held up her sun disc and concentrated, confirming that none of them were evil, and then reached out from the cloak. “Run!  It’s safe this way!” she whispered urgently.  The boys did not need to be told a second time; while the most level-headed waited for an opportune time and darted from cover to cover, the rest just bolted.  Within a few seconds, they were gone, and none too soon, as a fresh explosion erupted near where they had been.  The hallways continued to ring with explosions, as the drow flung alchemical bombs and the gray elf defended himself and responded with magecraft and psionics.  After a few moments, however, the explosions stopped, and the hallways were suddenly quiet.  Mere seconds later, Dame Brionna heard a zipping sound that she recognized as a short-range psionic teleport followed by a clash of blades.  All around her, a group of wood elves suddenly appeared and charged around the corner.  Dame Brionna followed their advance, although more cautiously, emerging into the kennel proper.</blockquote>

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