OOC: We're really only waiting on me. I apologize.
Belleros
The heat from the Sunstone beats at you. The tingling jangle of the Sunstone's energy along your nerves peaks as you squeeze through the narrow space. It is almost unbearable though, strangely, not painful.
You push through and come upon none other than the Adversary himself, looking rather worse for wear. You see him register surprise and then a wry expression before he passes smooth out.
OOC: Map updated.
Mask & Gutwick
The lady looks over your shoulder and her eyes narrow momentarily.
"The stonemen send the gaelbin for waters.
She gestures at a small, disoriented looking creature on the far side of the channel, its arms loaded with waterskins.
She looks back to Mask, "
I am Lady Mishet." The young man on the ground groans and the woman stiffly lowers herself to the ground. She murmurs something inaudible to him. The dwarf nods. She stands as gracefully as her aging bones will let her and turns to Mask,
"Excuse rudenesses. Young one hurt."
"You there, Goblin! The Duke has need of you," Lady Mishet commands.
OOC: Map updated.
Krik
Your companions take up positions to either side of you. The kruthik hesitate only a moment and then descend as one on the dragonborn warrior to your left. He is beset on all sides by horn and claw. Their attacks bloody your kinsman, and though he is of the hated Balash, you can see the light of valor in his eyes as the battle is joined.
Claws clatter across the stones near the shards. More kruthik.
OOC: Map updated. Krik's turn.
Heskrash
Your eyes are clearing. Looking around as you take the ramp down to the rough cavern floor you see several areas of note. A large cluster of shining boulders, a heavy twist of chain athwart an irrigation canal and several clusters of shards, the largest being the one at Hammer Plinth (you're at Axe).
Korask the crew boss slithers down the chain, an odd, bulky sling on his back. He leaps lightly to the floor and the pack shifts with a clash of metal. Wallack looks up, wincing,
"Zarkin' hell. 'Heads up,' Korask? Yer a little late fer that to be sure." He chortles feebly.
The other dwarf never stopped looking at his shattered Sun,
"What're we going to do?"
The crew boss starts to unload the sling around his shoulder and pauses at the question. Korask rumbles,
"I don't know. It's dark up there. The stars are out. Everyone's out in the Atrium, shouting, there's fighting - it's..."
With a shake, hempties the sling onto the plinth floor. Weapons and armor skid across the plinth floor. Weapons and armor folk left above for the day's work.
"It's chaos."
"You two, where are the Newcomers?" The question is clearly directed at Heskrash and Zlatan.
OOC: Map updated.
