Cold Truths (part 1: The Missing Duke)


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Woden doesn't feel too good about the creature, but follows. Non-animals are so treacherous... the young druid thinks.
 

I don't like this... But I don't want to be alone down here without the big swords, either...

Swipe cautiously follows everyone up, keeping to the back.
 
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Aleran watches as the conversation unfolds, he nods slightly and follows up with the others. "Perhaps it would be best if someone who is a little more... diplomatic" he says glancing over towards Gerard, "spoke on the parties behalf, while the rest of us were to remain silent."
 

Mimic said:
Aleran watches as the conversation unfolds, he nods slightly and follows up with the others. "Perhaps it would be best if someone who is a little more... diplomatic" he says glancing over towards Gerard, "spoke on the parties behalf, while the rest of us were to remain silent."

"...And perhaps hidden," Swipe whispers to Aleran, moving silently into the shadows.

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OOC: Swipe will go into stealth mode, moving silently and hiding while trying to stay within sight of the group. If that's not possible, he'll stay within earshot, sword in hand, ready to pounce if necessary. He'll also keep an eye on the rear, wary of any ambushes.
 


You head up cautiously up the stairs, following the thin creature. When you reach the top, you are in a large room that your torches cannot illuminate fully. on your left is a large set of double doors.
The room has been packed tighly with chairs, tables, chests, paintings and many other unrecognizable objects. It seems as though virtually every item of any value has been piled intothis room.
The lithe creature motions silently towards the double doors. "Varg wait there. I call you in."
With that, he walks over to the doors, knock lightly, then enters. A few moments later he re-emerges and motions you in looking very pleased. "Varg in good mood, only kill 3 men today. you lucky you come now and not on bad day."
 

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Tyler

Tyler Grieves walks into the room. His eyes alight as he searches for evil. "We are here Varg. We wish to parlay. We will not attack you if you do not attempt to harm us."
The young knight has felt overwhelmed before but nothing like this. He was walking into the very lair of some of the most abomimable creatures he had ever faced and did so at it's request. His faith in his ancestors and the power of Divinity were his only comfort. He worried that he was leading his companions to thier deaths.
Every step felt like the sols of his boots crushing a little more life out of him until only his faith carried him along.
 
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Gerard

Gerard takes up position in the doorway after everyone else has entered the room, not actuallty entering the room himself though, and with sword still gripped tightly in his hand, he gaurds the parties exit "Fine, don't want me talking I won't put myself in a postion where it is necessary then" he mutters quietly under his breath as he casts a dark look at Aleran.
 
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