House Millithor in the City of the Spider Queen

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Grivak's eyes go wide and he tries to speak after watching Matron Ki'Willis hand his treasure to the House Mage Quertus. Not a sound escapes the spiderweb gag and he drops his shoulders in dejection.

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updated map of the surrounding area. The attachment has two maps in it.
 

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After the required; "Yes, Matron Mother...", Quertus tries to figure out the coin through normal means first. If he fails (probably) he then gives up and goes by the magical route. He mumbles something and goes through the necessary hand whisking to cast the spell he wants.

Let's see...

OOC: Casting Detect Magic, unless can figure something without it.
 
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Quertus studies the coin for a moment. It looks old and feels somewhat odd to the touch. The size is slightly off from that used by most drow makers of coins; perhaps it was made by a non-drow.

Detect magic reveals an aura of strong magical power around the coin. The Primary aura is abjuration. Additional auras include Enchantment and Transmutation.

OOC: Quertus feels certain that he should hold onto the coin to study it and protect the others from its unknown magical powers. He will only relinquish the coin if the Matron orders him to give it up. Quertus does not want to give it back to Grivak under any circumstances.
 
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"There is one of great power burrowing a new tunnel ahead, I did not approach as I felt it was MAtron Mother's place to represent us if we were to join in with it or also Matron Mother's place to inform me to slay it. It had multiple eyestalks and resembled a beholder."

Torellan relays this information to no one in particular and awaits any response.
 

Dariel briefly informs the others of the goblin settlement he found, meanwhile nervously looking around trying to spot the spider. Do we really have to stay put here with that beast up there?
 

Calim said:
"There is one of great power burrowing a new tunnel ahead, I did not approach as I felt it was MAtron Mother's place to represent us if we were to join in with it or also Matron Mother's place to inform me to slay it. It had multiple eyestalks and resembled a beholder."

Torellan relays this information to no one in particular and awaits any response.

OOC: I'll give you response....

IC: Marckarius can hardly believe his ears. "A what? Are you crazed? If it looks like a beholder and it's tunneling, then it's probably one of those psychopathic xenophobes! If you think we can 'join it' you've got another think coming, Torellan!

Matron Mother, I respectfully request that we avoid the beholder for now. I am sure we'd all rather face it later, after we're better prepared. If you would listen, I would advise you that it will probably destroy us -- if not immediately, then at its leisure."


Marckarius is firm, but keeps his voice down so he doesn't attract attention. He wants nothing to do with that beholder, and is convinced that nothing good will come of approaching it.

TWK
 

Matron Mother Ki'Willis Millithor stared stunned at Torellan. Was he daft? Beholders do not make alliances, they enslave or they destroy. It took her a very short period of time to regain her composure, but not short enough. Marckarius spoke up, and was very close to overstepping his bounds.

Her voice became tight and terse, "I am well aware of what a beholder is capable of, secondboy. But I am inclined to agree with you. Avoidance of the creature, at this time, is needed. There are numerous tunnels that can get us to our intended goal, and I have no wish to lose any more nobles. We escaped the compound in an attempt to survive, not so we could get ourselves killed by a xsaus (d***ed) beholder!"

Her eyes darted from face to face as she spoke while the heads of her Scourge of Fangs writhed and hissed, knotting and unknotting themselves in a very prominent display of her displeasure. What had gotten into her sons? One was so nervous that he might well drop his sword in an attempt to draw it, another was practically begging to be sent on a suicide mission, and the other? He dared to advise her without her so much as asking a question!

She took a deep breath and steadied herself, "Follow me." Pausing she glanced at the goblins, "We'll have to surround them, I suppose, and keep them in the middle. If they make too much noise, kill them. Otherwise, we'll have a fight on our hands that we aren't necessarily prepared for."
 

With a look of disdain for Mackarius' attitude (which borders a little too close to fear for her liking), Carcelon nods and speaks up when he's finished.

"As much as it pains me to do so, I must agree with Mackarius. We should ignore the beholder for now and continue to Mentol Derith. Once we've gotten there and learned more about the current goings on in Menzoberanzan we can make a more informed decision about what, if anything, we need to do about this beholder digging new tunnels."

Edit: OOC: Doh! That's twice you've posted while I was typing! :)
 
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Carcelon moves to a few feet to the right & behind the Matron Mother to both guard her flank and to encircle the goblins. Her rapier is slung at one hip with the rod and snake whip at the other for easy access.
 

Dariel sighs after the goofups his brothers made. After the Matron Mother said that they would move out of here, and thus away of the spider, as well as avoiding the beholden, Dariel becomes more relaxed.

Dariel draws his swords and gets ready to travel, positioning him at the far right side of the group, towards the front, but an obvious few steps behind the Matron Mother.
 

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