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<blockquote data-quote="Manzanita" data-source="post: 1399350" data-attributes="member: 10109">Round 6Dhormium slays the sleeping gnoll.&nbsp; He, Mendicus, and Ehldannis stand over the dead bodies of their enemies.&nbsp; The hallway now quiet except for retreating footfalls and the sputter of Mendicus' torch.&nbsp; Brioc rushes after the others, but slows as he leaves the range of Mendicus' torch.&nbsp; The light from Marcus' lantern has disapeared ahead.&nbsp; Stumbling along in the darkness, suddenly the scimitar in his hand lights.&nbsp; It begins to glow a pale orange.&nbsp; Along with the glow comes a dry heat.&nbsp; Not heat, perhaps, but a perceptable dryness, as though stepping into the desert.&nbsp; He pauses in wonder.Around the bend, everyone accelerates into the long, straight hallway.&nbsp; Tullius and Marcus, in front, feel a wolf push past them.&nbsp; Then another.&nbsp; The wolves leap on the fleeing gnoll, pulling it to the ground &amp; ripping out its throat.&nbsp; By the time the rest of the party arrives, the gnoll is dead.&nbsp; Marcus flashes his lantern about as the others catch up.&nbsp; About 20 feet ahead, the passage turns south.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Manzanita, post: 1399350, member: 10109"] [b]Round 6[/b] Dhormium slays the sleeping gnoll. He, Mendicus, and Ehldannis stand over the dead bodies of their enemies. The hallway now quiet except for retreating footfalls and the sputter of Mendicus' torch. Brioc rushes after the others, but slows as he leaves the range of Mendicus' torch. The light from Marcus' lantern has disapeared ahead. Stumbling along in the darkness, suddenly the scimitar in his hand lights. It begins to glow a pale orange. Along with the glow comes a dry heat. Not heat, perhaps, but a perceptable dryness, as though stepping into the desert. He pauses in wonder. Around the bend, everyone accelerates into the long, straight hallway. Tullius and Marcus, in front, feel a wolf push past them. Then another. The wolves leap on the fleeing gnoll, pulling it to the ground & ripping out its throat. By the time the rest of the party arrives, the gnoll is dead. Marcus flashes his lantern about as the others catch up. About 20 feet ahead, the passage turns south. [/QUOTE]

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