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<blockquote data-quote="talien" data-source="post: 4935913" data-attributes="member: 3285"><p><strong>Lady Quay: Part 8 – The Hidden Vault</strong></p><p></p><p>Kham padded down the hallway, peering around each corner before he did so. He waved the others on behind him.</p><p></p><p>He came to a door. Throwing caution to the wind, Kham opened it.</p><p></p><p>The small room was heaped with pillows of all shapes and sizes. Thick rugs covered most of the floor. A thin copper lever protruded from the northern wall. It smelled like reptile flesh.</p><p></p><p>There were sounds of combat in the hallway. Kham ignored them. He pulled the lever.</p><p></p><p>There was a grinding sound. A stone wall slid open near the lever. </p><p></p><p>Something shrieked in agony in response to whatever it was Sebastian and Vlad were doing. </p><p></p><p>The vault’s interior was totally dark and heaped with crates, five in all, each bearing a decrepit iron lock. They were quite large, almost too big to fit through the narrow doorway. </p><p></p><p>Vlad shouted an inquiry as to Kham’s whereabouts, littered with expletives. </p><p></p><p>Kham drew his special lock-picking dagger out and then popped the handle. He chose from a variety of picks. Then he concentrated, his eyes glowing briefly. </p><p></p><p>Kham twisted the picks in the lock. He was rewarded with a satisfying click. A needle hung in the air between him in the lock, then dropped to the ground. Kham’s mental shield paid off.</p><p></p><p>There was an explosion and a scream.</p><p></p><p>With a shrug, Kham put the dagger back into its sheath at his belt. He drew his two pistols. “Okay, we do this the old fashioned way.”</p><p></p><p>A thin trail of greenish gas snaked its way between Kham’s feet and climbed its way up through the lock. Kham blew the lock off.</p><p></p><p>When he opened the large chest, the medusa was curled up within, her eyes closed, arms over her chest. She looked almost peaceful.</p><p></p><p>Vlad skidded into the room, panting. “Where the hell were you?”</p><p></p><p>Kham smirked. “Doing what we came to do. Now give me a hand and help me drag this chest out into the sunlight.”</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="talien, post: 4935913, member: 3285"] [b]Lady Quay: Part 8 – The Hidden Vault[/b] Kham padded down the hallway, peering around each corner before he did so. He waved the others on behind him. He came to a door. Throwing caution to the wind, Kham opened it. The small room was heaped with pillows of all shapes and sizes. Thick rugs covered most of the floor. A thin copper lever protruded from the northern wall. It smelled like reptile flesh. There were sounds of combat in the hallway. Kham ignored them. He pulled the lever. There was a grinding sound. A stone wall slid open near the lever. Something shrieked in agony in response to whatever it was Sebastian and Vlad were doing. The vault’s interior was totally dark and heaped with crates, five in all, each bearing a decrepit iron lock. They were quite large, almost too big to fit through the narrow doorway. Vlad shouted an inquiry as to Kham’s whereabouts, littered with expletives. Kham drew his special lock-picking dagger out and then popped the handle. He chose from a variety of picks. Then he concentrated, his eyes glowing briefly. Kham twisted the picks in the lock. He was rewarded with a satisfying click. A needle hung in the air between him in the lock, then dropped to the ground. Kham’s mental shield paid off. There was an explosion and a scream. With a shrug, Kham put the dagger back into its sheath at his belt. He drew his two pistols. “Okay, we do this the old fashioned way.” A thin trail of greenish gas snaked its way between Kham’s feet and climbed its way up through the lock. Kham blew the lock off. When he opened the large chest, the medusa was curled up within, her eyes closed, arms over her chest. She looked almost peaceful. Vlad skidded into the room, panting. “Where the hell were you?” Kham smirked. “Doing what we came to do. Now give me a hand and help me drag this chest out into the sunlight.” [/QUOTE]
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