Legacy Of The Deep (Pt. 1) - Escape From Zanzer's Dungeon

[dddawson]

Lucian

Lucian continues to smile at Dmitri, though it's beginning to look a little forced. He seems to be thinking that having one story and sticking with it would be preferable to the current situation.

"I'm afraid there was a mixup. This weasel wasn't supposed to be delivered to you, Chef. As my comrade here has stated, this is a magical beast, a familiar. Such have to be treated and prepared with great care lest they poison one. Of course, goblins have no discrimination and a cast-iron gullet, making it a relatively safe dish for them, hence our offer to handle a quick bartering transaction to acquire you more suitable viands."

 

[Dungannon]

Sydney Halehearth

Sensing that a nervous Axel is a dangerous Axel, Sydney surreptitiously draws one of his daggers and slowly slips the backpack off his shoulder so it won't be a hinderence should sudden erratic movement be necessary.

"What's got you so spooked, Axel? You look like you just saw a ghost."

 

[Chauzu]

Dmitri stretches his arms up into the air and crosses his arms in similar fashion as Axel. He then addresses Morn's question. "Oh... me and Axel used to work together driving the workers back and forth in the mines. Lots of good times we had back in those days. We had a better slave business back then, so we had better to pick on. I thought that big baldy quit working here, but it appears I was wrong. Say you guys look new here, judging from you appearance..."

The minotaur stares at the party in thought for a few seconds, then shrugs and continues by addressing Lucian. "Hmmm... well if that is the case, then you better go out and get me something to replace the weasel, or it'll be your heads in the cauldron! Ha!"

Dmitri shakes his fist in the air. "A dozen more hungry guards will be here soon waiting for a dish, as will the hungry cook! Now run along and catch me a dire boar or something!"

Axel continues to peek around the hallway door. "None of your business, kid."

 

[dddawson]

Lucian

Noting that Geramon has Ron, Lucian smiles more happily at the minotaur, while casually leaving the room. "Right, we'll just be off to barter with the goblins then. Dire boar, you say? Well, we'll see what we can do, but I'm no miracle worker."

 

[Sullaf]

Geramon waits outside the room and when he sees Lucian, he stops him and whispers with a face filled with joy "Thank you..."

Curious as to what the others think of Axel, now this new information is revealed, Geramon quickly joins up with the rest, but tries to stay at the back and look as insignificant as possible. Aggressive partymembers have bothered him way too much these last few hours, so instead he takes a passive roll. While in the back he tries to help Raven as much as possible, not as much out of compassion, more out of a sense of failure, as he is unable to determine the cause, nor the cure to Raven's state.

 

[Dungannon]

Sydney Halehearth

Deciding that pushing Axel for details might not be in his best interest, Sydney returns to the door in an attempt to make out the sound he thought he heard before Axel's arrival in the hallway.

 

[Q-Ball]

Tanarel Whitehart

Tanarel stays in the back observing while Carrying Raven. As he sees Geramon comming he says:"Let her sleep. If you wake up someone that is not supposed to wake up than you might catch her in a bad mood. Besides If we needed her awake then Hoar will make that posible." He then Turn to the wolf and says in a sooting voice: "Calm down boy, The attack is not offen the best way to deal with things. Though you did good." He then strokes the wolf through his hair.

 

[Sullaf]

"Since when are you the expert? You got a degree in medicine mister soldier? But fine, I'll leave Raven alone. See how you will react if she doesn't wake up at all"

 

[Q-Ball]

Tanarel Whitehart

"I do not claim to know anything about medicine. However I did bring you back to life now didnt I ? Besides I have faith in my god. And if she doesnt wake up she must have done something to deserve her faith."

 

[Sullaf]

Geramon looks at Tanarel in utter horror when he hears how easily he lays ones fate in the hands of the Gods. He makes a motion to comment on this but then stops and instead he just shrugs his shoulders and turns around, muttering in disbelief while petting Ron.