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Message: <blockquote data-quote="diaglo" data-source="post: 1707872" data-attributes="member: 2885">bizarre BazaarAs Fiddle climbed down the rope into the chasm below he had the distinct feeling he was not going to like this. He felt like a gnat caught in a web. A very large web. This web spanned the Chasm. Phosphorescent fungi lit the web in places. His feet touched more solid ground. Two drow sentries in white tabards over chain mail and their commander in puffy tunic and breeches, an obvious spellcaster , stood to one side to let  the lizards pass. The lizards went on without stopping. Well almost Calrom held one by its harness. A large black spider hopped at the commander's feet. D'nd had an eye on the thing. Fiddle's eyes locked on something else. A hideous creature stood watch behind the commander. Though it had the overall shape and stature of an elf, no shred of skin or hair was visible on its body-- just gleaming muscles slowly oozing blood. Its eyes watched without blinking, and its fists constantly clenched and unclenched as if it couldn't wait to tear something apart.The rest of the party arrived. Sully, Darian and the Bear floated down with the aid of magic. Arendel and Alya had to climb. The drow exchanged words with D'nd and Calrom. Fiddle swore he would soon have the gist of the drow language. He almost understood what they were saying.  But still he remained quiet. No use getting the group into trouble when they needed to talk to the dark elves. Information was key.The puffy pants elf barked an order and D'nd nodded. The party was allowed to continue to the Bazaar.Huzzah, huzzah, huzzah. We are off to the Bazaar. Boy, Fiddle missed his days traveling with his family and their small caravan. He loved the Bazaar. He just hoped this one was like the ones above ground.Three duergar besides D'nd's group, 3 fishmen carrrying a blue light stick, 2 more drow in white tabards, and a mindflayer occupied the bazaar. The mind flayer had a human thrall, a big brute of a man bare skinned with multiple scars. Alya went to the mind flayer and began conversing in draconic. Sully likewise broke out into trade. Fiddle stood near the lizards. Arendel and Calrom went to the side with the drow. Darian became the interest of the mind flayer. Actually much interest was being paid to Darian. So Fiddle ducked to the side to watch for trouble. Arendel returned.Fiddle waved to Sully. He was busy with the mind flayer now. Sully called him over to his side. Fiddle traded a couple rings both of which were trophies and of sentimental value to the mind flayer in exchange for a ring Fiddle had seen Alya wear. One he knew was very strong in magic. It would be worth the trade, but still it hurt. The diamond Vladaam signet ring was a hard fought trophy. So too was the ring of minor protective magic from the other mind flayer. Fiddle giggled to himself about that one. He did still have the other mind flayer ring vs. electricity.It was then Fiddle saw Calrom come passed. Unarmed and escorted up a side web strand."He's got the bag with all our food and stuff," Fiddle remembered. "Rats...."Fiddle faded into the caravan shadows and then gave chase.</blockquote>

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