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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Goonalan" data-source="post: 6694868" data-attributes="member: 16069">Chapter 12: Zalt the cynic. ONGOINGZalt moves close to Zyler and then leans in and whispers in the priest of Tempus' ear, Zyler is a little spooked unsure at first of the warlock's intentions, eventually he calms enough to allow the warlock to deliver his secret message. Zalt moves, on leaving Zyler readying his weapon and anxiously keeping watch on the exits to the chamber. Zalt shuffles quietly to Hellwhip, and again delivers his whispered message- to nods this time, and then lastly on to Grimm.“That's ridiculous”, Grimm pointedly and loudly states, and is immediately shushed by his three companions who look round to stare at the paladin. “Look I realise you're the suspicious type, a bit of a cynic, but there's no reason to believe that Klarg would want to attack us.” Grimm offers in slightly quieter tones, although just as impassioned. Zalt goes to speak, Hellwhip to point, while Zyler shakes his head exasperated.“No. I'm sorry, I can't believe it. I've tried to stay silent but... I'm sorry to say this Zalt but you have trust issues, you question every little thing. You expect the worst of people, what possible reason...”Zalt quickly leans in, Grimm flinches- although covers it well, the warlock whispers in the paladin's ear once more, and then leads the armoured warrior by the arm to the rocky passage the adventurers traversed to get to Yeemik's lair, their present location.Zalt points down the passage, Grimm peers intently into the darkness.“I don't see anything.” The paladin states with an added harrumph.Zalt leans in and whispers to the paladin again.“Dark what?” Grimm snaps back.Zalt whispers again.“Darkvision!” Grimm enunciates, as if trying the word for the first time, “Oh, I see. You mean you can see in the dark. That must be a boon, well what can you see down there?”Zalt sighs loudly- “a nasty looking wolf”, he flatly states. The warlock can't be bothered with the pretence any more.“Really, it's all just black for me- I can't see a thing...” Grimm peers into the black.Hellwhip taps Zalt on the shoulder, the warlock spins around- “forget him, do it.” the ranger nods towards the passage.Zalt begins to whisper again, this time in a low barely audible voice, not words so much as the shapes and echoes of words, of sounds that shush and flow- of the tide. Grimm all the while pulls faces- not sure if he's supposed to be making sense of Zalt's garbled speech. Suddenly a loud growl from the base of the rocky passage, followed swiftly by a startled yelp- the wolf, in fact Klarg's wolf- Ripper, is badly hurt, barely able to keep on its feet, and terrified. Ripper flees the scene at maximum speed, down the passage and out of the cave- yelping all the way, and leaving its master to his fate.“Ripper! Noooooo!” Klarg watching on from the bridge over the passage cries out, as if in mortal pain, the bugbear watches his only friend in this life depart.A moment later the bugbear shouts again, this time his voice is raised in anger, and not loss- “Klarg very sad now. Klarg attack now. Klarg kill bad men!”At which point two goblins come rushing around the corner and into the chamber in which the adventurers stand, and straight into the clutches of Zyler and Hellwhip.The next event however takes a week to tell...</blockquote>

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