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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Archon Basileus" data-source="post: 7334717" data-attributes="member: 6855545">[The added difficulty is solely to Marius, since he's using acrobatics to go down - it'd be like simulating a controlled fall. But in both cases you can take 10, sure! Just let me know in-post. Also, I rarely mention 'take 10', but I assume you'll ask for it if you guys wish, given that the situations for it are pretty much flashed out when they're around.<img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" />]EVERYONEAfter his decent, the monk can see the corridor in front of him clearly. It stretches for no more than 60 feet, facing a single metal door in the end. The corridor is decorated with monstrous faces, sculpted around the walls after some odd taste in decoration. The path ends at a heavy metal door, hanging open for now. The old man from above is still thirty feet away from the door, escorted by a pair of imposing dwarves, both wearing leather appron, crossbows in hand. Defending the passage, only thirty feet in from the elevator, four other dwarves stand guard, two bearing crossbows, two holding swords and shields. They seem to be actively looking for something, as if expecting company at any minute.Behind them, one of the escorts, a red-haired dwarf, continues a conversation with the old man. As they talk, the trio - the old man, the red-haired and the other dwarf - turn beck, towards the elevator."You sure?" - the dwarf says to the old man. As his face turns to the light, his brutal, yet intelligent, features become clear. The dwarf misses an eye and holds several marks, some of which can be recognized as crime records upon his skin."I'll get both shares... Yours an mine... If your suspicions are true, this is perfect indeed..." - the cavernous voice comes from the elder once more."If all else fails, find an exit. There's plenty hidden from the eye..." - the red-heired dwarf continues. Beyond the crossbow, a pair of imposing blades adorn his belt. A tabard holds many small satchels and vials, ready to be reached by his hand, and his forehead is crowned by a silver diadem that shines against the light. The same goes for the other escort, a bold dwarf of corpulent build.They seem somehow prepared to battle, but they haven't located the companions yet. Around the elevator, many crevices within the walls allow for a hiding spot.  [MENTION=24380]Neurotic[/MENTION] [MENTION=87106]MetaVoid[/MENTION] [MENTION=4936]Shayuri[/MENTION] [MENTION=6801311]KahlessNestor[/MENTION]</blockquote>

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