From Citadel to Bastion: The Sunless Citadel

[novyet]

"Well I say we should see this Yusdrayl, and try and work out a deal. After all, no sense in having to fight through a kobold tribe and a goblin tribe as well. Why make unneeded enemies?"

 

[StalkingBlue]

Moon nods slowly. The notion of kobold allies appears to be dawning on him, or if not, then at least he's ready to trust his friends' judgement.

If the others follow Meepo, he will hang behind to have a closer look at the dragon figurines to see whether they appear valuable, but will not pocket any of them.
He will then follow the others but will distrustfully stay a few steps in the rear to watch their backs.

 

[Ashrem Bayle]

"Lead on Meepo", Ashrem said as he motion the kobold down the hall. Ashrem followed grimly. Dragons, Blues, he didn't like this.

 

[GruTheWanderer]

Meepo leads everyone westwards down an eighty-foot hall, and then northwards down a thirty-foot side passage into a large north-south hall. Deterioration and decay thrive here as everywhere; however, a double row of relief-carved marble columns march the length of the hall. The worn carvings depict entwining dragons. Three small, horned humanoids patrol the area.

After a brief argument between Meepo and the other kobolds, he leads you west into a twenty by twenty chamber. A short throne stands near the west wall, constructed of fallen bits of masonry stacked against an old altar. A small, horned figure in red-dyed robes sits in the throne, and a force of six similar creatures guards her. The altar's top contains a variety of small items, while the portion of the altar that serves as the throne's back features a carving of a rearing dragon. A metallic key is held firmly in the rearing dragon's open mouth.

Meepo sinks to one knee before his leader, and looks at the party as if expecting them to do the same.

 

[garyh]

Confident in his place in the grace of Corellon Larethian, Quendros knelt beside Meepo.

We elves live not our long lives by making enemies, Quendros reflected.

 

[StalkingBlue]

Moon, more uncomfortable with every step, continues to hang back and tries to keep in the shadows.
(Hide)

Once he spots the throne, he stops, hoping to go unnoticed in the shadow of a column. He feels terribly out of place in what appears to be a court - if just a rather makeshift, kobold one.

 

[novyet]

Kneeling besides Quendros, Farah bows her head to the kobold chief, and waits for her to address the group.

 

[Ashrem Bayle]

Ashrem just stared levelly at the creature on the throne.

"I'll not kneel before such a creature as this..", he thought to himself.

He waited silently for the kobold leader to acknowledge him and his friends.

[OOC: Charisma of 6 and the fact they he was raised around Illithids means he don't give a rip about kobold formality.

 

[Vargo]

Khaira kneels alongside the rest of the group. In her mind, she slaps her forehead and wonders if there's a way to trade the psion for safe passage...

 

[Ashrem Bayle]