Dungeon of the Fire Opal, part 4

[CRGreathouse]

Kytess moves from the door and aproaches Jalon. Drawing her sword, she offers it hiltfirst to Jalon in a gesture of fealty.

(If he doesn't accept it, Kytess will be insulted but will remain silent; if he does, she nods to acknowledge him and takes the sword back.)

Sheathing her sword, Kytess stands behind the others, preparing her chain for use.

 

[Taz]

“Oh, I can read it, Ubaar, it just takes a little time to do so!” Taz smiles and leans back relaxed. “Did you notice, that you judge wizards and fighters by pretty much the same way, Ivellios judges orcs and elves?”

 

[reapersaurus]

“Did you notice, that you judge wizards and fighters by pretty much the same way, Ivellios judges orcs and elves?”

"Huh?
How so, little one?

I asked you what good are you if you don't help us with sneaky stuff or magic stuff.
How is asking you what have you done for us lately the same as judging someone by their race?

I know we can all bring different strenghts to da table - I said it.
Just jog Ubaar's memory - sometimes it not so good ; what have you done to help us in our travels so far?
Ubaar may have just missed some stuff you've done - I tend to 'member more action-type stuff..."

 

[Jalon Odessa]

Kytess moves from the door and aproaches Jalon. Drawing her sword, she offers it hiltfirst to Jalon in a gesture of fealty.

(If he doesn't accept it, Kytess will be insulted but will remain silent; if he does, she nods to acknowledge him and takes the sword back.)

Sheathing her sword, Kytess stands behind the others, preparing her chain for use.

Jalon places a hand upon Kytess' shoulder and nods in acknowledgement of her gesture.

'There's no time for formailty now - whatever's lurking behind that door's surely had enough time to prepare for us already. We should keep moving.'

And with that Jalon moves forward to inspect the door, his confidence in at least Kytess' willingness to work in a group reaffirmed.

 

[Doppleganger]

Ivellios shakes his head at Jalon in frustration.

"Whoa priest, Ubaar and I are getting along fine. The only ones bickering and slowing the party down are you and Kytess. Perhaps you should pass judgement on yourself and face your own consequences."

Then he points at the half-orc with his shortsword, while still addressing Jalon.

"And if Ubaar here wants to ask the half-woman what good she contributes, he has every right to do so. You may be the party's leader, but you aren't gonna stop us from speaking our minds. Leave Ubaar alone and let him speak, and Taz can stand up for her ownself too."

He waves his shortsword back and forth between Kytess and Jalon, "Are you two gonna keep up this nonsense or can we continue with our exploration?"

 

[Murhid]

"Kill me now dust, kill me now..."
Murhid quite sick of all the talk, walks up to the door in question... knocks on it three times, and then opens it. If it doesn't open, he kicks it in.

 

[HeavyG]

"Kill me now dust, kill me now..."
Murhid quite sick of all the talk, walks up to the door in question... knocks on it three times, and then opens it. If it doesn't open, he kicks it in.

When Kytess steps from in front of the door, the nimble monks takes the opportunity to step forward and knock on it.

Nothing answers so he kicks it in.

On the other side is a long, narrow room, maybe 20 feet wide and longer than even Ivellios' vision can see. It is filled with ruined wooden shelving, shattered earthenware jugs and various colonies of molds and fungi.

 

[CRGreathouse]

Kytess steps in.

"It looks... empty."

 

[Murhid]

"That it does"

Murhid also steps in.

"We know not, the opal may be at the other end of this room. One is going to see if it is."

And then Murhid makes his way down the narrow room. Not terribly concerned if his companions do not follow.

 

[Jalon Odessa]

Jalon follows Murhid through the door, his longsword firmly in-hand and his eyes scanning left-to-right for signs of danger.