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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Scott DeWar" data-source="post: 6118162" data-attributes="member: 49929">[ooc]lets go then .. .. ..[/ooc]It is quite apparent why Markos works in this warehouse. His arms ripple with strength as he lets the lift down in the pully system swiftly,  the group feels very little jerking about as he executes his task. The shaft is lined with oak planks, the smell of fresh cut timber strong still, the lift is made of some sort of dark colored wood, the rope made of expensive silk. The pulleys are so new, they hardly have a squeek.He sticks his head over the edge, some 30 feet up, and says, "I'm leavin da lift down there so's youz guys can get back up real quick like, if needin be."Topaz continues to taste the air, seemingly confused by the overwhelmingly present ode' de rat (lugt af rotte) (Geruch von Ratten), even "Those who walk on extra tails", the party, can smell the musky stench. Finally the snake pulls to the left, where the hole is. What ever is down there, A cold damp breath flows steadily from there.[ooc]hearing based perception from all, give me marching order and initiative as well, please. I am trying to figure out a grid for the map still.[/ooc]Tirgras being of the dwarvin peoples, sees about to where the H is on the map.</blockquote>