IC: Dichotomy's Age of Worms Redux, Part III

Eskard shakes his head vigorously after listening quite intently to Bazrim and then looks quite confused. "Isn't it already night?"

Hesitating for a moment, he walks to the elevator, gazes up the shaft and continues " Aren't the people to kill down? Not up?" Shaking his head again he slumps to the ground, obviously waiting for some direction.
 

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Kushnak watches Eskard fumble for his words with a smirk before adding, "It is nighttime, in fact. We should be able to leave shortly after sunrise, perhaps it will still be early enough that we will not be noticed. I do think we should take whatever precautions we can to get out alive. Loosing one is enough."

He finds a place to rest a bit while awaiting his god's favor.

"As for the spell, I will be happy to do it. For the rest... We should most likely at least silence ourselves."
 

"I shall handle the silencing then, as before. Alas, we don't still have some invisibility, do we? I could make one person invisible, but no more," Nethezar notes.

"Oh, and lest we take the advice of the foolish," the cleric glances at Bazrim, "I would think it prudent to avoid attacking the guards above. We are, in fact, trespassing in this mine. And, for the moment at least, whatever passes for lawful authority in this town would likely take it amiss if we find ourselves fighting the guards of this place."

Nethezar muses a little further. "I wonder how late this Dourstone allows his workers to sleep in..."
[sblock=OOC]Just wanted to note that I don't hate worthley or Bazrim...[/sblock]
 

"Even though we can fix the elevator and go up in the morning, it is still probably best that we wait until tomorrow night to head up." Bazrim emphasizes the 'tomorrow' to help ease Eskard's thought process. "If you really want to play it safe, we can wait until tomorrow night, get out of this mine, then leave town, buy a farm, and die in a rocking chair."
[sblock=ooc]I don't hate any of you either.[/sblock]
 

Kushnak looks between the others with confusion before stating, "We haven't had a lot of success staying in this hole. Now, not only have we killed everyone here, but the elevator is broken. Now, if Dourstone is really innocent in all of this, he'll be happy about it and leave well enough alone, but what are the chances of that?"
 

Nethezar studiously ignores both the jab and the general comments from Bazrim, and instead addresses Kushnak. "I have little doubts as to the involvement of Dourstone. After all, someone built this elevator in the first place. However, if we were, say, skewered by local authorities and our heads stuck on a pike, it is unlikely that anyone will ever know of the secrets in Dourstone's mine. While I have little concern about our ability to handle Dourstone's thugs, the force the local authorities might muster to quell an apparent attack on a mining operation would be another matter. Don't you think?"

The cleric shrugs. "But that is merely academic. I presume that aside from my ability to make one of us invisible, the only way we would get out of here unnoticed would be under the cover of darkness. You and I both need to wait for sunrise to plea to the powers for our magic. If Dourstone cares more about profit than his workers, they may be here by then."

Finally acknowledging Bazrim, Nethezar concludes, "The dwarf is probably correct then. We should wait until tomorrow night. Unless we want an escalating confrontation or some such."
 

With a disgusted look on his face, Kushnak sputters, "I... the thought of slinking around down here again... but?"

"Bah!"


Almost sulking, he prepares for a day of boredom...

Some time later he approaches Eskard and states, "Come on then, let's at least get our work in," whereupon he strikes a defensive stance.
 

Bazrim gathers his things, and then walks up the curved stair case. Once he reaches the top platform, he pulls out a spell book and begins to study.
[sblock] learn shield. spellcraft +10[/sblock]
 



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