Crossed Paths, Part II

[Krilith]

~Dhormium points to the ceiling and then puts his finger before his mouth, motioning everybody to keep quiet. Dhormium tries to look into the coredor and then starts to walk slowly and carefully, making sure his step is secure and silent, towards towards the other hall (north)~

 

[doghead]

Bugger the crossbow.

Marcus places the lantern carefully on the ground, slings the crossbow, then picks up the lantern again. He considers taking out his shortswort but decides against it.

Better to have a hand free.

He shifts the lantern to his left and follows Dhormium and the others. As the dwarf peers down east corridor, Marcus raises the lantern to give him a better view, as well as to get a look see himself.

 

[Manzanita]

East

Dhormium can see the East corridor ends after about 40 feet, and seems to turn North. Marcus, restricted to lantern light, can't see an end to it.

Mendicus wears his leather armor, and carries his crossbow at hand as he nervously accompanies the party. He wears the roman longsword at his belt and hefts his heavy backpack, loaded with food, waterskins and whatnot.

"I could carry a torch, too, if it would be helpful, though I couldn't reload my crossbow, I suppose."

 

[Jarval]

"Another light might be for the best, Mendicus." Brioc says. "If you need to use your crossbow, you can drop the torch. After all, it's not going to break."

He picks his way along carefully after Dhormium, his eyes starting to sting from the sharp smell of the bat droppings. Wolf follows close behind, his sensitive nose overwhelmed by the close air in the room.

 

[eoghanbt]

Tullius follows, in the back row, down into the glooming tunnel, axe in one hand, fingers curling and shifting the grip, short blade in the other. Eyes lidding and shielding as the lantern is lifted until they adjust.

 

[Thomas Hobbes]

Octar walks next to Tullius, his trust in the Roman not full but sufficient to trust him in this capacity. He has his sword and shield out; both spear and bow are across his back. He's calm and ready for trouble, just following the lead of those ahead of him.

 

[Manzanita]

Brioc's tracking skills tell him that foot traffic has passed both ways, North and East. The East direction is the heavier travelled by far.

Mendicus pulls out a torch and gets it lit. He slings his crossbow over his shoulder and keeps his long sword in his right hand.

 

[Inez Hull]

Ehldannis dismisses his raven to find a suitable roost and watch over the campsite and then enters the ruins amidst his companions, his longbow strung and at hand. At the request for light he adds his own with a quick phrasing as he waves his hand over his bow, wreathing it in magical light.

 

[doghead]

Unless Brioc says something, then Marcus will keep following Dhormium. If Brioc pauses to inspect something, Marcus will wait and give him what light he can to do it by.

 

[Krilith]

~Dhormium walks on into the big hall in the north, axe and shield are firmly being gripped by his dwarven hands, this tunnel isn't like the ones he is used to, but still it's good to be underground again. he turns to whisper to the others

"Hold your tongues or you wake the batts, and I tell you it's better to feel Mars' anger than all those bats flying into your person"

~Dhormium walks into the northern chamber, inspects the ceiling and floor carefully, making sure if there are batts in this room as well~