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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Hairy Minotaur" data-source="post: 2771450" data-attributes="member: 11574">Somebody needs to get a room"Alright, out with it bullman. I've no patience for your innuendos and abbreviated truths." Finrod erupts"I have a means to transport us back to my maze, but the magic to do so will expire in a matter of hours. No?" "What? Were you going to keep this knowledge to yourself and then teleport out at your convenience?" Finrod fumes"Aye, I believe that's exactly what he was thinking." Omar speaks up"Surely my gift of information pertaining to this trinket is a sign that I was not going to leave the rest of you here. No?""Then why wait 'til now? Why not tell us this when we got here?" Finrod demands"What, and ruin the surprise? Paquito did not want this quest to end because you softies couldn't handle a few trolls, and decided to cut loose before the elves were rescued." Lothred speaks upThe teiflings words sink in and make sense to the elves and Omar and they back down from their stance."Besides," Lothred continues "He told me he was only going to take himself, Sillaqui, and I back with him anyway." The teiflings words have barely fallen upon their ears before Finrod, Luciann, and Omar were drawing weapons and bringing an offensive spell to the forefront of their minds. "Shh..." Dur breathes from behind a finger pressed to his lipsThe unexpected direction of the sound catches the quarreling party members attention, as they along with the giants and Ratchet turn to face the troll."Queen." The troll says as it points to the west."Maybe the queen knows where the elves are being kept?" Omar asks"Elves." The troll says while pointing up"The elves are up there?" Finrod clarifiesThe troll nods his head."How get up there?" Gronar asks"Ladder." The troll says as it points to the west"I like this guy, extremely efficient with his words and when he gets out of line, he'll beat himself for it. No?" Luciann spins around and peers out at the north and northwest passageways."What's there?" Luciann asks pointing to the northern passage"Books." Comes the troll's reply"Magic books?" Lothred's ears perk upThe troll shrugs it's shoulders. "No touch." It says as it points a clawed finger at itself"You're right, I won't touch you." Lothred replies to a confused looking troll."What about there?" Luciann points to the northwest."Skinner." The troll replies"What's that?" Luciann asks"Mean." Dur answers"Must be some troll, probably a captain of the guard, or at least captain of the queen's guard." Ratchet ponders"Well no time like the present." Lothred says as he strides out into the four-way intersection and heads north towards the books the troll pointed out."Where are you going? The elves are this way." Finrod tries to shout through whispered breath."Go save your elves, I'm not stopping you. Just swing back through down here when you're done and get me on the way out." Lothred says, waving off the elf.Lothred nears the northern passage's entrance when obscene moaning sounds echo off the walls behind him."Funny guys, come get me when you're done." Lothred shouts back and his voice echoes through the passage. The teifling turns one last time before leaving the intersection and sees that the rest of the party remains behind, none of them paying the magister any attention.The moaning echoes past Lothred again and this time he focuses on the party yet the noise seems to not be issuing from them. Intrigued, Lothred returns to the middle of the intersection and listens again for the moaning.Korg spots the lithe Lothred bent over at an odd angle in the intersection. Confused the hill giant walks out and joins the teifling."What Elfy doing?" Korg wonders aloud"Shh, listen." Lothred silences the giantKorg prepared to protest the teifling's attitude when he too heard the low moaning. The two men's eyes meet and understanding past between them. Korg's cheeks became flushed as a shy little smile ran across his lips."It's got to be coming from that direction, from the queen's area." Lothred tells the hill giantBy this time the rest of the party looked on as the two disproportionate men stood gaping towards the western passage. Korg feels a dozen eyes on his back and turns to face the party, he then waves the members out into the intersection."Shshhh, hear." Korg tells the rest of the partyThe sound bounces out from the western passageway and briefly surrounds the party before heading off into oblivion. Paquito shifts nervously on his hooves, his brain trying in vain to tell his ears they're mishearing some alien noise. His brain was winning when the second wave came through the intersection and Paquito was off like a racehorse on derby day. The minotaur charged the western corridor like it was a billowing red blanket, the corridor took a sharp southern turn and Paquito barely rounded it as his wide  horn rack scraped the side of the turn wall. Twenty feet and craning neck later, Paquito stood at the entrance to a steam filled room. A smaller room's entrance poked out from the eastern side of the room's wall. While the center of the room was dominated by a huge throne that glistened in the flickering light from an overhead candelabra. The throne seemed to heave and twitch, and as the rest of the party members entered the room, Paquito's improved vision began to pick out details on the throne.The entirety of the throne was made up of moving tongues. Hundreds of them of all shapes, sizes, and colors, writhed with a semblance of life. Paquito stepped closer as another moan filled the room, the sound came from the throne itself.Korg and Gronar moved in to flank either side of the throne, from their heightened vantage point, the two giants noticed a flaw in the throne, the front of it stuck out too far, almost as if something was sitting in the chair.Dur dropped to one knee. "Queen."Paquito's neck twisted to look at the humbled troll and then back at the throne. It was then that he spotted the flailing legs that leapt off the throne as if by reflex only to quickly return to the lapping tongues. Omar held up a torch flame from the rear of the party and black-green contorted face of a troll came into view from within the mass of tongues.It's eyes closed tightly in ecstasy, oblivious to the threat that surrounded it. Paquito stepped up to the foot of the dais the throne sat upon, and could make out the entire form of the nude female troll sitting within it's self-imposed saliva prison. Gronar reached out a finger and touched one of the top wagging tongues, the appendage instinctively began to wind it's way around the giant's finger, wetting Gronar's digit with an unnatural amount of saliva. "Ugh." Gronar snorted and speared the tongue off the top of the throne. As the muscle flew through the air, it change from it's original pink color to a bluish-black color. When it collided with the floor the tongue burst apart in a small dust cloud, leaving it's dry memory to dampen in the high moisture of the room. "Gross. What do we do with her?" Luciann inquires pointing at the euphoric troll.</blockquote>

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