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Life In Vein

Agracahn, Litorian Unfettered

*Agracahn stays near the head of the party with Arkas; as his whip will be constrained in these passages, he carries blades instead. He stoicly refrains from mentioning the damage wrought on his garments by the damp, cold rocks.*
 
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*Icetalon flies away as the party enters the broken remnents of the lower wind temple. The mojh brothers in the lead, and Arkas scanning for tracks, they slowly move upward. Most of the rooms they pass through seem to be living quarters or common spaces. But when the group is forced to take a detour due to a collapsed staircase, they end up passing some of the other common spaces. One seems like a mess hall of sorts, and another is marked in an old form of Common as the bathing room.*

*As the party walks by the door, they realize a few strange things. One, the temperature takes an abrupt plummet, from simply cool to cold, nearly freezing. Two, the scent of minerals and sulfur is in the air. Three, there's a thick coating of frost on everything. Four, if anyone had a torch or lantern, it just snuffed out.*

*Arkas and Urgo would know that this part of the mountains occasionally has hot springs that have the same distinctive odor of minerals and sulfur. Agracahn and Arkas notice the pawprints in the frost, and both Arkas and Urgo suddenly realize that the pawprints combined with the scent mean that there are tinguals in the area, probably in the bathing room. Tinguals are large, dog-like animals that eat heat, and a hot spring is a fine place for them to be. If they find out the group is here, they'll try to take your heat as well.*
 

*Matz stops short, looking around. He waits a moment until the torch bearers arrive, and blinks in confusion when their torches shudder out. He looks to Urgo, his eyes searching.* "Brother?"
 

Arkas, male loresong faen, akashic 2/runethane 1

Arkas gathers the non-mojh party members to himself and whispers his findings to them.

"Shall we try to sneak around this threat or face it head on? If we stay and fight, can anyone make us some magical fire so we can see what we are fighting?"
 

Agracahn, Litorian Unfettered

*Agracahn shudders theatrically.*

"I've no desire to have the warmth sucked from these bones. If we can skirt around them, I'd call it discretion, not cowardice."
 

"I have something to cover us for light. I am not sure that the light would alert this thing to our presence any more than our body heat and torches may have just done. Here let me see if I can find those stones." Pai says, reaching into his belt pouch to pull out a glowstone. Closing his hand around one, a pale red glow seeps out between his fingers. Releasing the stone it hovers up to his head and begins rotating slowly at about a foot distant. It casts strange shadows as it revolves around his head.
 

Arkas, male loresong faen, akashic 2/runethane 1

"Discretion is the better part of valor. Let us sneak past these beasties if at all possible." Arkas and party boldly run away, attempting to sneak past the current threat.
 
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Urgo, mojh, runethane 1/akashic 2

How is it possible that a mojh could have the biggest set of balls in this party?

"What are you scared of? If these things eat heat and there is a HOT spring here, then why would they bother us, they must be stuffed. Besides, I've never seen one of these things in person before."

After a short pause waiting for a reaction. "I'll go first, if they kill me, then I was wrong about them. Let's go brother." Urgo says smiling

*Urgo enters the frozen area where he thinks the tinguals might be. Appearing as unthreatening as possible, trying to remember if these creatures can speak.*
 

*Matz shakes his head. He doesn't care too much about these things, but he has lived with his brother long enough to know that he won't be disuaded.* "I'd rather confront them than leave them behind us to creep up. And if it feeds on warmth, it might starve near us anyway, eh brother?" *He flexes his battle claws, and rolls his head, loosening his neck muscles.* "If any of you feel up to accompanying us, you know the way. If not, guard our backs, and retrieve our bodies if needed."
 


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