Crown of the Kobold King


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Azog grunts his amusement. "I like a good fight, indoors or out. At least indoors, ya don't hafta fight in the rain. Before we head too far down the hallway, lets try the north and south doors first. As i stated earlier, i'm not too keen on getting a blade in the back. Fang, heel."
 

Just makes it harder for me to avoid hitting you guys in a fight. I have ways around it though. Aidan says smiling.

OOC: If the door alternate, then we can open them one at a time as a full group, but if they appear straight across the hall from each other, split and open them at the same time? I will have Aidan stand back and watch down the hall. He will have a surprise for anyone coming down it.
 

The closed doors are directly across from each other.

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Azog moves to open the door, but finds that it's stuck fast. The priest backs up and throws his shoulder into it. The door creaks, but doesn't budge so the muscled half-orc steps back and slams a boot into the ancient darkwood. With a loud crack, the door finally gives way and opens, shattering an ancient wooden chair propped against it on the other side. The room beyond is dark and smells deeply of dust and decay.

Though far too dark to see properly, Azog's eyes are well suited such conditions. While Turndar lights his lantern again the priest examines the room in shades of gray. A set of mummified remains rest in the center of the chamber. Wearing frock with a heavy smith's apron, the corpse has the shattered shards of a glass vial in one papery husk of hand and a scrap of ancient parchment in the other. Even without light, Azog catches the dull luster of metal tucked into this archaic monk's belt.
 

Maybe you should let a human do it next time Azog, you half-orcs are so weak. Aidan couldn't resist poking fun at the half-orc, even though he realized that Azog was much stronger than he.
 

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