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Darksun Killer In Ravenloft PT I

Odten follows after the child, grumbling under his breath. He keeps a tight grasp on his staff, and a close eye on the young human, watching for any sign of danger.
 

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Ashrem Bayle said:
OOC: Dumb = Mute

For those of you not in the know, "back in the day" people who where mute where called "dumb" and it was an inoffensive, understood, and accepted term. It had nothing to do with intelligence, and Sorren didn't mean it as such.

I am in the know, but Jayde feels different about the wording. Remember how many other words were once accepted. As a player I felt no offense, and I know you as a player, and as a character were not trying to be offensive, and I was simply role playing my character's reactions. Sorry if you felt otherwise.
 

KILLER IN KALIDNAY
DARKSUN
SEGMENT 052

Tallask steps onto the rotted front stairs. The boards creak and threaten to break but hold your weight. A few more steps places you at the front porch. The building is made of wood and stone and seems ancient. Too ancient to your senses. The building has rotted but it looks like it should have collapsed...but it has not. Magic?

You move as quietly as you can to the front doors.( MS=16) Peering through the broken leaded glass you see darkness. The doors seem to swing open on their own as you touch them gently. Cobwebs tear and dance through the air as the door opens. Stillness.

You now see a 15x15 space ahead. Much of it is rotted and hard to tell what was once here. An arched opening leads further into the large building. You see a hallway and another arched opening ahead of it.

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Warrens

area where the poor live

not safe at night in small groups. It's up to you if you feel the five of you appear dangerous enough to drive away would be attackers.
 

Tallask shudders. "This place is not natural." He considers entering, but his caution gets the better of him, and he steps back, drawing his longspear into a ready position, and hoping that his compatriots arrive soon. He surveys the area from time to time, looking for them, or for less well-intentioned people.
 


Drinchek shuffles along behind Sorren. With Sorren ahead and Dukotti behind, he doesn't feel too worried about thugs and footpads.
 

Tallask curses. "Why isn't that crystal faced mind-bender here?" He sighs, and cautiously opens his mind to the request, prepared to slam shut what little defenses he has if need be.
 

Sorren strode quickly and confidently behind the young boy. From behind his mask, he glared at any who dared come near. He had heard that this part of the city could become dangerous after nightfall. Given his present mindset, he would not hesitate to destroy any would be cutpurse or mugger who might foolish enough to cross his path.
 

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