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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Wulf Ratbane" data-source="post: 2806103" data-attributes="member: 94">Bill hadn't made it more than twenty paces through the large cavern before alien rifles sent him skidding across the floor. Rawley was even less fortunate. As he turned to run, one of the nearby crocs whipped his rifle across the back of his skull. Bright lights exploded in Rawley's head, danced lazily, and went out.The remaining crocs surrounded Haskins. He put his back to the archway structure, whipped his rifle into position, and made a few threatening jabs with his bayonet to keep the crocs at bay. To his surprise, though they vastly outnumbered him, he was treated with remarkable respect; they seemed surprised by his resistance and almost unsure what to do. As they closed ranks around him, Haskins was forced to swing his rifle over his head in wild, ever widening circles, holding onto the strap and using it like a club. He heard a gratifying crunch as he made contact with a croc who stepped too close. He waited for the press of bodies that would eventually overwhelm him.But it did not come. A sharp grunt from one of the officers and the crocs ceased their approach. Still, they surrounded him, but now they stepped back and almost casually brought their rifles up."You... you bastards!" Haskins hollered. "Give me a fair fight, by God!" Haskins made a last charge to break through the outer circle, and the rifles fired.*****Brigitta was the only one awake to see what happened. They were brought through the portal and stripped of their gear. The crocs sifted through their gear, inspecting each item carefully. Joshua's pistols were inspected first, and it was clear to Brigitta that the crocs recognized their purpose, if not necessarily how to use them. A couple of them made crude attempts to hold the pistols over their heads, as Joshua had done, but their thick fingers would not even fit inside the trigger guard. They repeated the "holding over the head" action several times, either surprised or disappointed that the pistols did not behave as they did in Joshua's hands. Brigitta stifled a weak smile.The snake-headed creature sidled up to the throng of crocs and began issuing orders to the officers. There was a little fear, and immense respect, as one of the officers quickly formed up two squads and headed back through the portal.The other officer got his men in order and continued going through their belongings, lifting each item and showing it to the snake-headed creature before setting it aside in categorized piles. Their machetes were inspected briefly: These, at least, it was clear they had some familiarity with, though they seemed amazed at the craftsmanship of the blades. Their rope was of special interest to the snake-headed creature, who by his manner, if not his dress, Brigitta had surmised was some kind of high-ranking officer or even nobleman. He glided forward to take the rope from his officer as it was held up, uncoiling and recoiling it several times. He threw back his cape to reveal a coil of strong, fine chain on his own belt. Flinging this towards the crocs holding Brigitta, he replaced it with Joshua's rope.Brigitta's hands were wrapped and bound with chain and she was dragged out of the portal room. She did her best to watch her surroundings as they were led through the hallways and down a set of spiral stairs. There was little doubt in Brigitta's mind where they were going.Brigitta counted two sets of spiral stairs and one normal staircase before they arrived in the dungeon. They were briefly "checked in" in a central room adorned with torture implements, then thrown, one by one, into black stone cells with iron bars across the front. Each cell had a shaggy mat for sleeping, and two buckets (one for water and one for waste).One by one her companions were thrown into cells. Haskins. Teddy. Joshua. Rawley. Bill.Brigitta was the last one deposited. As she was led around the central "core" to the next empty cell, she heard the soft moan of other (human?) inmates near her.The chains were removed, she was thrown forward on her face, and the gate was slammed shut behind her. Brigitta's mind turned immediately to escape. Escape and revenge.Here begins Book Two....Happy holidays, folks!And fear not, heroes! Everyone should level up their characters to 4th level. Don't forget to add 1 point to one of your ability scores. Post your updates in the character thread, and I will update the .pdf character sheets for you.If I have an internet connection over the holidays (and I think I will...), we can continue. If you're around, feel free to post. I think the fact that you are all separated at the moment will allow me to update individually as folks have time to post, or not.Otherwise, I will see you all on Jan. 2nd</blockquote>

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