Darkhawk: The Horror Begins

[Le Noir Faineant]

Balin takes a short look over his shoulder and grins maliciously.
Yet, he waits until the other come near.

 

[Jemal]

"Should I not be in front?" Asks Jonathon, hefting the mace and shield "I have training and am the only one properly armed."

"Also, should we not check those closed cell doors, there may be more people we could help escape these wretched...." He looks at the guard "Things."

 

[dave_o]

Volunteering for the front? Chivilry or madness, hard to tell. "I'll not argue," Allister nods to Johnathon, before eyeing Balin worriedly as his grin glints at the edge of his vision. "As for the other cells," the soldier adds dismissively, "feel free to check them yourself, though my looks turned up only bones."

Allister then takes three quick steps toward Balin, laying a hand heavily on his shoulder and jerking him around to look at his eyes, "What do you have to grin over?" Allister grinds his teeth, his eyes filling with vague fright, "an agent of theirs, perhaps?" The only elfling, yes, but am I so quick to blame? Ach, better to blame and be wrong than sit complacent and dead.

 

[Blind Azathoth]

"No need for that," Kyros mutters, reaching out to lightly grasp Allister's shoulder. "We are all in the same situation. Maybe he grins because he is pleased that we might soon be free, or because something you said reminded him of a joke he heard once, or because he is mad... I do not know. Nor do you. It is useless to jump to conclusions, and we have a better chance of leaving this place, and figuring out just what has happened to us, if we all work together."

 

[airwalkrr]

Volunteering for the front? Chivilry or madness, hard to tell. "I'll not argue," Allister nods to Johnathon, before eyeing Balin worriedly as his grin glints at the edge of his vision. "As for the other cells," the soldier adds dismissively, "feel free to check them yourself, though my looks turned up only bones."

Just to clarify, I inferred (maybe incorrectly) that you were creeping, and thus only got a good look at the cells whose doors were open. Even the tallest of you has to stand on your tip-toes to look inside the other cells as there is but a small barred window. However, I will note that none of you have heard any noise coming from those cells, although the occassional scamper of vermin feet (probably rats) can be heard. It may also be of interest to note than if you lie flush with the floor, you can get a glimpse of the cell from underneath the door, although not a good one, since the opening is just narrow enough to deposit whatever gruel they serve as meals (if any) around here.

 

[airwalkrr]

You each earn 15 XP for dealing with the guard in a humane manner.

 

[airwalkrr]

Balin opens the door and steps out into the hall. With Allister holding the torch near the door, Balin is just able to see down the hallway, although dimly. On the sides of the hall are three more doors of similar construction to the one leading to this cell block. At the far end of the hall is a circular wooden staircase that has certainly seen better days. It descends down to a lower level and ascends to an upper level as well. The hallway does not appear to be inhabited.

 

[Jemal]

Jonathon will quickly check each of the cells for survivors. If there is someone, he'll call out quietly to the others. Otherwise, he heads out into the hall "Door or stairs?" he whispers.

 

[Le Noir Faineant]

"Stairs. I lead, you follow."

Balin silently moves forward, hiding as much in the darker corners of the floor as possible.

"Give me few meters to check the situation. One person makes less noise than four."

With that, Balin will, slowly and very carefully, walk over to the stairs and check if there's light or sound coming from above.

 

[Jemal]

Jonathon leans back to Allister as he allows Balin ahead, and whispers "How long should I wait? Is a 'Meter' longer or shorter than a minute?"