IG's "Those Left Behind" Chapter 3

Talashia comes up from behind the winner and says, "That was well fought, sir, my sincere congratulations!"

She then fixes her azure blue eyes on the guards.

"I hope there's no trouble. Weren't you two going to open the door for the night's champion?"
 

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Talashia comes up from behind the winner and says, "That was well fought, sir, my sincere congratulations!"

She then fixes her azure blue eyes on the guards.

"I hope there's no trouble. Weren't you two going to open the door for the night's champion?"

"Not without a fair congratulations from the house," a voice says from behind Talashia. The man in the white-plumed hat nods at the sorceress as he approaches her left side, his right hand reaching out to shake the winner's. Still smiling, he pulls the winner toward him, and clutches his shoulder with his free hand.

"Please, come and have a drink on the house. Surely you wouldn't refuse me that much, having just won a large amount of my money?" Charisma was seeping from the half-elf's pores, for that is indeed what he is, as Talashia took note, standing so close to the man. His clothes were well tailored, and he wore an expensive smelling cologne. He she not thought him so vile, Talashia might even find him attractive.

He quickly escorts the fight winner to the back of the establishment, all but ignoring Talashia entirely.
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Rogash, Uulark, along with Dyspeer and Shazi, find themselves again standing at a door deep underneath the city, but this time they'll be ready for the beast on the other side.
 

Shaimon Hu'u, barbaric human druid

Shai sat still, watching as the winner was ushered off. For now, he waited, uncertain, looking to the siblings for a cue as to their next move.
 

Uulark Simental, Cleric6

Uulark loads and readies his shiny new crossbow before he and rogash open the Door of Doom.

[sblock=Stat Block, Uulark]
Uulark Simental, Cleric 6
AC 18, FF 15, T 13
hp: 30/30
+1 spear, 1-8+1
light crossbow, 1-8
[/sblock]
 
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Caerwyn shrugs and glances to his sister with a look of "what now?" He is truely out of his element here.
 

"Shaz, can you toss some Alchemist's fire between us and the beast? What about taking a peek on the other side of the door, can you go gaseous or something?"
 

Talashia fumes for a moment, but then sets her jaw and follows the plumed man and the winner back through the crowded room, fully intent on tagging along with them wherever they're going.

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Meanwhile...
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Shazi slaps his head in consternation. "Do I look like I have any alchemist's fire on me? I don't even have pockets! And no, I can't turn into 'gaseous form' or something. Can you melt into a puddle of dirty water at will? It works kind of like that. My essence is Air, but my body is solid. That's the breaks, mortal."

He shrugs.

"Of course, if you give me some of YOUR alchemist's fire...that'd be a different story. Though I have my doubts that a chaos beast is sane enough to let something like a little fire stop it."
 

Uulark Simental, Cleric6

"Man, I am SO glad you decided to annoy join us, Shazi! You're quite the little ray of sunshine! And, what really amazes me is HOW MUCH HELP you've offered to us since you've been here! I just don't know what we ever would have done without you." :mad:

[sblock=Stat Block]
Uulark Simental, Cleric 6
AC 18, FF 15, T 13
hp: 30/30
+1 spear, 1-8+1
light crossbow, 1-8
[/sblock]
 

"Ok shai, now we move." Caerwyn rises to join the growing congradulatory party where h his sister is headed.
 


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