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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Memnus" data-source="post: 2377354" data-attributes="member: 14001">Once everything is packed away, Fleck goes to the two small tunnel entrances and casts a spell over each one, sealing them tightly in thick rock.  He then climbs onto the cart and heads outside, although Chalkback struggles to carry the heavy load up the steep slope.  The cart creaks ominously, and only barely makes it out into the sunlight before there is a snap, and the cart falls at an unatural angle with a jolt.Fleck releases an uncharacteristic stream of curses, in several languages. He hops down to peer under the cart, and grimaces. "It looks like some acid splashed onto the axel, and it's been eaten away. I can fix it easily enough with the right spells, but we'll have to wait until morning." He shakes his head in disgust, but then looks up and sniffs the air. "If nothing else, it smells nicer out here. Camping won't be too bad, and we'll be better off travelling on another night's rest."(Since I doubt that I'll be here tomorrow - and if I am, I won't have my character node - I'll just post what Fleck does in the evening, away from the others, but public so other players can see. Trusting the whole IC/OOC separation and all. Ark, if things don't go this smoothly, feel free to retcon what doesn't work.)That evening, as the dusk begins to settle into night, Fleck stands from his preparations on the disabled cart and looks back at the cave. "Just... one more look. Please ... I have to do this alone. His sincerity seems oddly doubtful, but he waves off any concern for his safety, reminding the others that he sealed the only unguarded entrances.  He lights his lamp and heads into the cave, on his own.Once there, he heads to where the kobold had been captured, and looks up at the ceiling. "It's dusk, and the rest are outside. Now - we had a deal."A short rope falls out of nowhere, followed up quickly by the kobold cleric. The charms have worn off now, but the gems haven't, and the kobold did give his word, and Fleck has a few more gems if the first lot weren't enough anymore. Fleck watches anxiously as the cleric makes his evening supplications, then produces the preserved fox corpse. Restoring it to normal size, he sets it on the ground, and hands over a fist full of diamonds.He doesn't look away as the kobold performs the ritual, although some of the details make him cringe. When it is over, Bristletail limps to his feet, extremely disoriented, but Fleck kneels and the fox walks to him, grateful. Fleck looks at the kobold gratefully, and stands, offering one more gem. "They're camped and guarding just outside. We'll be leaving in the morning - you may want to wait until then to escape. They will kill you if they see you; I don't think I could stop them. With that, he picks up the still-burnt, but living, fox, turns his back, and walks out - although Bristletail keeps his eyes on the kobold until he is out of sight.Fleck reappears outside, carrying a battered, but living, Bristletail. He ignores any looks and questions long enough to cast one more spell, and the stone around the cave mouth flows, sealing up the dragon's cave. On the outside, the stone is flat and featureless, but the seal is not as secure as it looks - one three-foot-square section is paper-thin, with raised letters on the inside reading "BREAK HERE AFTER MORNING" and a single thin crack to let light in. He then glares one more time at Snake, then at Valdir, but says nothing, returning to the wreck of the cart.</blockquote>

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