Crossed Paths, Part III

[doghead]

ooc: "On the charge of metagaming, how do you plead?"
"Guilty your honour." .... Oh well, worth a try.

 

[Manzanita]

entering the crypts

The group is able to reach the web-strewn stairs easily. Grassus and Mendicus carry torches, but these only shed good light in a 20 foot radius (40 foot for Ehldannis). And as they are in the rear, it does little to help Marcus.


Anyone else going to carry a light source?

 

[Despaxas]

Tullius lights a torch and takes position behind Marcus so he can see where he's walking. In the flickering torch light Tullius' eyes gleam with anticipation of the things they might find here.

 

[Jarval]

"Hummm, another torch might be wise." Brioc says as the group marches into the dark. "Mendicus, could you pass a torch forwards?"

 

[Inez Hull]

"Give me a moment and I shall spark a flame in my lantern." Reassured to have a source of light to hand Ehldannis continues his extremely furtive and anxious travel down the passage.

 

[Manzanita]

There's not much to see at this point, anyway, just a web-filled staircase, but I'll make note that Tullius is carrying a torch (in place of his short sword, I assume), Ehldannis a lantern, and Brioc, Mendicus' torch?

 

[doghead]

Marcus turns to Tullius. "You're handier with the sword than I. Let me take the torch so your hands are free. Its easier for me as well that way."

If Tullius agrees, Marcus sheaths his sword and takes the torch. So set up, he can more easily luminate areas he wants to see. And while perhaps not as an effective weapon as his sword, the torch feels like a more effective deterant.

"Give me a couple of paces as well. If I miss something, it won't do to have us all caught in the trap." As he speaks, Marcus wonders when it was he started talking like some character from an adventure tale.

 

[Despaxas]

Tullius grins at Marcus and swings his battleaxe through some dangerous practice moves. "I fight with two weapons Marcus, I'll hang on to the torch so you can defend yourself if we're attacked."

 

[doghead]

Marcus steps back as Tullius begins throwing his battleaxe around. At Tullius' suggestion, he nods and gets moving again.

 

[Inez Hull]

The waiting and fear begin to grate on Ehldannis and as ever he falls back on the reassurance of his magic. With no warning to his companions he begins chanting rapid fire under his breath as he squirms his way between his companions to the front of the party, handing his lantern matter-of-factly to whoever is nearby. As his voice rasies and the incantation culminates he raises his hands out before him, releasing a furious gout of flames down the hallway, burning the impeding webs up in a cloud of smoke. His body is wracked by the temporary thrill of the magic coursing through his veins before he comes back to his senses and sheepishly returns to his place away from the front ranks, apologetically taking back his lantern.

"If we must do this can we please hurry?"


[OOC: casts Burning Hands]