Beta Ic

[KitanaVorr]

Elentari tsked at him, one slender finger tapping his arm. "Running from a fight? Nonsense. A bard would live, true, but she'd never get a good story out it for a ballad. One needs to be in the thick of the fray and see the end to finish off a really fine song, don't you think?"

 

[Krizzel]

Solveig glanced at the elves in between careful watchings of both corridors, however limited it was for her human eyes. "Well, I think I'll be ready to 'compare a few notes' myself to relax after this is over." She grinned slightly but concern over the situation was still obvious on her face as they waited for the upper tunnel to be scouted.

 

[Darkwolf]

"A bard I've heard that served a 'Sir Robin', if I recall correctly, once sang, 'A bard who lives and runs away, lives to sing another day.' I've never practiced this but it does seem to make sense. Oh well, we'll have to talk about this later. Something tells me we're being a little loud for our tiny scout."

 

[Sulli]

"will you please stay of that tone untill we know what is down/up both paths. corol will you please check the other path to see what is up there and if there is something or someone up them please tell us before you attack or even kill them, or in the worst case they are ably to kill you"

 

[KitanaVorr]

Elentari smiled slightly. "I'm not a bad scout myself, sabin. I could look ahead for you...and a definite plus is that I don't need a torch."

Her silver brows waggled lightly. "And as for our...tone...if just think of it as an impetus to make it out alive. A little extra added incentive never hurt."

 

[Krizzel]

"Life isn't worth saving if you don't live it," Solveig agreed absently.

 

[Argent Silvermage]

"What Kind of Dragon was it? Amy asks "if it's metalic it should have no problem lettuing us out as long as we don't try anything stupid with his treasure."

 

[Jemal]

OODM : Corlon doesn't know what color it was, just that it was fairly dark. (Darkvision is black+white)
I'm going to assume that Corlon goes scouting again, because, well, that's what he does. *L*

IDM: As Corlon again sneaks quietly forward, dissapearing into the darkness, you continue to stand around talking.

Corlon, meanwhile, goes about 200 feet down the tunnel, until he reaches a large, iron bound door.

 

[Darkwolf]

"Hey Corlon, need a light?"

 

[KitanaVorr]

Elentari laughed softly and held out the unlit torch in her hands. Soft long fingers slid over the torch's surface as she sung a few strange enchantments into the air....wherever her fingers passed, the torch began to glow until the entire unlit object shown brightly in the hallway.

"For our friends not quite gifted with night vision?"