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Message: <blockquote data-quote="diaglo" data-source="post: 1202641" data-attributes="member: 2885">Light at the end of the corridorLuckily Fiddle could hold his breath. The fast running water pulled and pulled, but Fiddle was safe. A minute passed before the water stopped. Fiddle pulled himself back up to the surface."Alya," Fiddle choked. "Your potion of water breathing, please. I will go see if the chamber below is clear. There is a drop of 40 or so feet."Fiddle downed the  potion and plugged down the rope. He reached the end of the rope. And was about 5 feet from the floor. The water was mostly gone. Only about 4 or so inches covered the floor and that was still draining away. He was in a chamber with a large Winged Lion like creature. It was a statue. It had a very kindly noble human face. Fiddle untied himself from the rope and moved about the statue. He found nothing else of interest in the room After a few more moments of searching he grabbed the rope and tugged. Alya and Calrom pulled Fiddle back up."There is another passage off a chamber below and a statue," Fiddle remarked. "It will put us closer depth wise to the Baneheart. But I don't know if the animals will fit. It was tight almost for me.""Let us go find the Tyrians first," Darian said. "I don't think they found your trap door. So I imagine you were the first down there."Fiddle cleaned up as best he could while the others scouted the other rooms. Everyone avoided the Altar room with the Vampire. The party found four more destroyed wights. And piles and piles of bones. They had trouble opening doors in one room.  Eventually they turned into an large corridor. Alya with his new vision spied 4 humans crouched by another passage. He returned to the room with the party and told everyone. The priest of Lathander shone his lantern down the hallway."Hail Tyrians," Darian called out. "I am...""SHHHHHhhh," one large man called back. "Hurry we must away. They are coming."The four armed and armored figures ran for Darian. Two were human males, a third a human female, and the last an elf woman. Darian Alya cast invisibility on himself before the Tyrians arrived.The party closed the door behind the last figure.</blockquote>

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