OOC: According to Ki'Willis's memories from the Matron of House Morcane, these two Bebiliths have only ever taken orders from Tierak. Like most creatures from the Abyss, they probably have some understanding of Abyssal.
"You'll be back before you know it. A whole new you. With immortality stretching out before you."
Velasta pushes Torellan against a stone door and leans against the door herself. Their combined body weight opens the unlocked door and it swings inward.
The dark tomb stretches almost sixty feet inward, with alcoves on the left and the right. A large sarcaphogus is in the center of the tomb.
"So, where does my bed go? *cough* I hope I don't have to share with a human. *cough cough*"
Torellan looks the sarcophagus over. "So, *cough cough* how does this thing *cough* open?"
Narcelia continues to wait, holding on to Nightchill just as grimly as before. Velasta better not be doing this to separate the party, she thinks to herself as she glances around the cavern continuously. I'm not sure I like this Kiransalee and her 'favored' children.
Upon seeing his morningstar in Carcelon’s hand he will precede over to her and quietly ask, “I’m sure both of us would rather have a weapon we trust with the sounds of battle so close…”
As Kilcif approaches & holds out his hand Carcelon hands back his morning star.
As she hands it back Carcelon responds in an amused tone, with just a hint of steely anger as an undertone; "True enough. I would expect however that next time there's a group of simple skeletons against us you'll be around to wield it against them instead of leaving it to me."
Kilcif face shows slight annoyance but mostly with an apologetic look, “I’ll levee the spells and Spellcraft to you but if I was to make a guess at what happened to me I would suspect more than simple skeletons.”
Hoping to change the subject to anything other than his failure he ask, “So what happened to the gnoll?”