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<blockquote data-quote="diaglo" data-source="post: 1195618" data-attributes="member: 2885">stand and face the Hands of Hell&quot;Stupid halfling,&quot; Alya thought to herself. &quot;Serves him right. But now what am I going to do with him?&quot;Darian said almost the exact same thing out loud. &quot;I say we place him in the temple grounds for at least a day and let the birds have their way with him.&quot;&quot;A yard halfling?&quot; Calrom giggled.&quot;Oy he weighs a ton now,&quot; Alya moaned. &quot;Arendel and Calrom give me a hand. Tie him to the back of Marmaduke.&quot;&quot;Tilverton seems like our best bet,&quot; Arendel continued. &quot;But I think Darian and Alya should go. I'm not sure the rest of us should be seen.&quot;&quot;I'm not going back to that sewer trap,&quot; Calrom added. &quot;What about Ashabenford?&quot;&quot;Well we could try Peldan's Helm,&quot; Alya thought. &quot;Maybe Eliar has a ....&quot;&quot;What other spellcasters do you know?&quot; Arendel interrupted.&quot;Well there is Sybil,&quot; Alya replied. &quot;You would like her. She is an elf.&quot;&quot;And a necromancer,&quot; Darian reminded the kobold. &quot;I'm not sure how friendly the druid and necromancer will be. But it will save us many days. What do we have to trade?&quot;&quot;I have gold,&quot; Sully chimed in. &quot;But it is all on Fiddle.&quot;&quot;Oy,&quot; Alya moaned again. &quot;Figure the thief to take it all with him. Well let us try.&quot;The party made for the exit. It was dark when they reached the surface.&quot;I thought it was day time,&quot; Calrom griped. &quot;Didn't anyone keep track of the time.&quot;&quot;You could've asked me,&quot; Darian smirked. &quot;I always know when the Morninglord has risen.&quot;UUUuuuummmmmMMmmmMmmmhHHHHhhhhhA moan broke the silence.&quot;Come we must hurry,&quot; Alya shrieked. &quot;The hands will find us soon otherwise.&quot;</blockquote>

[QUOTE="diaglo, post: 1195618, member: 2885"] [b]stand and face the Hands of Hell[/b] "Stupid halfling," Alya thought to herself. "Serves him right. But now what am I going to do with him?" Darian said almost the exact same thing out loud. "I say we place him in the temple grounds for at least a day and let the birds have their way with him." "A yard halfling?" Calrom giggled. "Oy he weighs a ton now," Alya moaned. "Arendel and Calrom give me a hand. Tie him to the back of Marmaduke." "Tilverton seems like our best bet," Arendel continued. "But I think Darian and Alya should go. I'm not sure the rest of us should be seen." "I'm not going back to that sewer trap," Calrom added. "What about Ashabenford?" "Well we could try Peldan's Helm," Alya thought. "Maybe Eliar has a ...." "What other spellcasters do you know?" Arendel interrupted. "Well there is Sybil," Alya replied. "You would like her. She is an elf." "And a necromancer," Darian reminded the kobold. "I'm not sure how friendly the druid and necromancer will be. But it will save us many days. What do we have to trade?" "I have gold," Sully chimed in. "But it is all on Fiddle." "Oy," Alya moaned again. "Figure the thief to take it all with him. Well let us try." The party made for the exit. It was dark when they reached the surface. "I thought it was day time," Calrom griped. "Didn't anyone keep track of the time." "You could've asked me," Darian smirked. "I always know when the Morninglord has risen." UUUuuuummmmmMMmmmMmmmhHHHHhhhhh A moan broke the silence. "Come we must hurry," Alya shrieked. "The hands will find us soon otherwise." [/QUOTE]

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