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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Phoenix" data-source="post: 2576499" data-attributes="member: 16166">Hentre smiles with broken and rotten teeth at Ghost, "We iz reddy to go!"  The group falls in behind the people from Taran's village, following the group down into the sewers once more.  Before long the entire group was heading to their destiny in the lair of the Yellow Cult.Ba'aktar:[sblock]Dropping back to talk to Hentre, the small halfling's eyes watch the half-orc's approach carefully.  Once Ba'aktar said his mind one of the halfling's hands dropped to the pommel of his dagger, the other clenched into a fist with its thumb poking out.  Making a slicing gesture with his thumb across his throat, Hentre snarls and moves away from the large half-orc, his point delivered.[/sblock]Ghost:[sblock]Trudging through the sewers once more, this time with a small army at his back, Ghost can't help but notice something...familiar.  The scent, the shadows down certain tunnels, the faint noises echoing that others dismiss.  There are ghouls following them, that he was sure of, and no wonder with a group like his walking through the sewers...[/sblock]Taran:[sblock]Leading the small army through the sewers once more, there is a sudden warmth eminating from somewhere in his clothing.  Searching through the myriad of pockets, it is not long before the halfling discovers that the pocket that he had placed his mysterious key into, was lacking a key.  Instead the pocket contained a shiney gold coin, brand new as if it were minted yesterday.  The coin was not like the paper thin coins of Metropolis, this was thick and heavy...[/sblock]</blockquote>

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