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"No problem, Arim. I just wished to look for air flows to the tunnel. Nevermind"

Danmor gets ready to descend in the tunnel just behind Arim. He checks all his equipment, making sure he didn't forget bandages back at he temple, set hem ready for use, and pins his tunic in a way it doesn't hinders him. A last check to his spell components pouch, and
"I'm ready. "
 

Crow leaps of Arthael's shoulder and flies ahead of Arim a ways (if possible carrying the light source in his beak). Arthael turns to Danmor

I will go last. he says with a sense of finality.
 

OOC: Sorry, guys... I'll be a little busy until Saturday. Jack is still haeding to the Chandler with the intention of questioning Ponulia about the previous owners of the warehouse. After that, he's heading back to the warehouse.
 

Arim nods to Danmor about him accompanying, and gets a scrap of paper ready in his pouch to write on if he needs to communicate something to Art via the bird.

The wary young farmer's son holds the sunrod in one hand and pulls out a dagger and holds it in the other, advancing cautiously illogically expecting to be attacked after every few feet to begin with on his first 'job' in the big town.

After awhile of advancing down the tunnel, he'll ease up a bit if he isn't attacked, and begin listening and looking with more logical intent, trying to keep quiet while working his way down the tunnel towards the unknown, keeping the darkness at bay with the light of the sunrod, and his hope of doing well with his skills this morn.

If attacked, he'll defend himself primarily.
If it's vermin, he'll be more aggressive ; he knows about animals.

He'll whisper updates as he gets info about the tunnel back to Danmor if he feels it's safe to (like if the tunnel will be turning, or pointing out interesting parts of the tunnel, or if he hears anything).

If the bird is still with them down there after aways, that'll be cool with him.
As long as the bird stays quiet.

Once he gets dirty, he won't care that much about getting dirtier - it's all a part of the job...
 

Very busy weekend for me. Jack- If you want to add more, you have this weekend to do it. Everyone else, hold tight until after the weekend. Thanks. :)
 

Mark said:
Passing through the gate to enter Upper Jalston, Haggerty takes a quick left to head toward the Chubby Chandler's shop. Glancing to his left, he gages that he must be directly southwest of the hidden tunnel entrance in the warehouse. Of course, he can't see the warehouse because it is beyond the Bazaar Overseer's building and the wall that surrounds Upper Jalston, but he feels confident he is on a line with the tunnel if it were to extend in a relatively straight direction. In fact, in his mid, he'd be a little over one hundred feet along its length at this point.

Turning to look along it, should it be longer and still straight, Haggerty sees that the Bazaar is now in the full swing of mid-morning business. "Better the devil you know," old Slort used to say to him. By this he meant that while it was common knowledge among the town watch that local business people were sometimes disreputable, the folks that made up the community of the Bazaar were "outsiders" and not to be trusted.

Jack makes a quick mental note of all the buildings, booths, carts, shacks and vendors in the bazaar lying along the line he believes to be the path of tunnel. He resists the immediate urge to follow that line to a possible tunnel exit, and presses on with the business at hand, walking on to the Chubby Chandler.

Once there, he simply walks in without knock or preamble.
 

Arthael relaxes and sighs, resigning him to his fate. Mentally, he sends calm emotions to Crow, instructing him to be stalwart. Arthael breathes in quickly, soaking in the sights and smells around him, so different and alien from all he is used to, yet strangely stimulating...
 

Arthael sighs and shuffles his feet...

((Arthael is obviously the most impatient... either that or he gets on the boards when they're not busy))
 
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(OODM: Went out of town last Wednesday and only had limited online access, hence my post about being busy until after the weekend.)

Crow hops past Arim at the tunnel entrance, attempting to snatch the sunrod in passing, but as it isn't offered, it isn't snatched. It continues on to the distance of the light, hopping and fluttering a bit as it goes. Being only three feet wide, the tunnel is not large enough to allow for the full breadth of Crow's wingspan but it can move considerably more quickly then a crawling person. Arthael gets the feeling that Crow has not yet encountered anything and is going to proceed further unless prevented from doing so though it ventures no further than the end of the illumination.

Arim scurries along the tunnel floor about forty-five feet with Crow maintaining a thirty-foot lead, just in the light. The tunnel continues roughly straight, deviating only slightly left, right, up or down, but not so much as to suggest an intentional change of direction. Danmor crawls along right behind Arim, with Arthael following behind Danmor.

Haggerty notes that the tunnel likely heads towards the gate to the Main Keep, by way of the Bazaar, if it extends that far. Naturally, that is just a best guess and not confirmed by surveying equipment or engineering skill. Nevertheless, he heads to the Chubby Chandler's shop and sees Ponulia sitting anxiously by an open window. When she sees the blacksmith's son, she rushes to the door and meets him on the front step with a huge hug and a kiss on his cheek saying, "Thank goodness you have returned! I know you must have good news for me!"
 

Into the Woods

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