Planescape - Dead God Rising

Llyra

After a moment of consideration, Llyra speaks the arcane syllables of a spell, rubbing a green between her fingers, and touching her forehead with it briefly before it vanishes back into her heavy leather pouch and her face becomes strained by concentration. She slowly turns her head left and right, as she looks down to the sewer entrance.


[SBLOCK=Nalfeshnee]OOC: Only got so many spells, but yeah, for now it's not really much harm done. :) So, Llyra will cast Detect Thoughts and check the surroundings. She will keep concentrating on the spell, while they proceed for as long as the duration. Could come in handy down there as well.[/SBLOCK]
 

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[sblock=Llyra]You concetrate on the spell and see through the arcane sight the spell offers, the thoughts, fleeting as they may be, of creaturs in the area. You pick up a myriad of instinctive thoughts of vermin and small animals in the area of effect - some on the ground, most beneath it.

You pick up on the basic thoughts of Rubious (let us hope they know what they are doing. What help will diguising ouresleves as dustmen be?).

And, farther away, bneath the street level, you detect something interesting. It is not just one thought, but rather many, intertwined together as one, but the mental barrier is powerful and difficult to break. It lies at the far range of the spell, straight ahead.[/sblock]
 

Llyra

“This gives the word hive a whole new meaning,” Llyra comments, speaking the words slowly in order not to lose her concentration. “I can't say what it is yet, but there are several minds apparantly linked together into one about sixty feet away in this direction...” *points forward* “...beneath the surface. Powerful, too. We should proceed carefully. I will continue to scan it, maybe I can say more, when we get closer.”


OOC: BTW, vermin are usually mindless. ;)
 


Rubious said:
'How can we trust the goblinoid? What if he's led us astray. I mean, it wouldn't take much to make a stag of him.'
"Yer handin' over the jink Rubious, in the end it's yer call. You want us all t' head back to yer previous engagement, that's more 'n fine with me."

"Make no mistake, it's a risk alright - we can never be sure unless we got some way o' charming or magically extorting the information from 'im. I'd drag his hairy carcass down there if I thought it'd help, but bringin' baggage along just adds t' the risk and he'd give us away at th' first opportunity."


Llyra said:
“I can't say what it is yet, but there are several minds apparantly linked together into one about sixty feet away in this direction...”
"Cranium rats... or worse. Good work Llyra."

"If they're cranium rats we may be able t' simply barter with 'em. Once they see we're bloods an' realize we can easily slip thier knot, they might be more inclined to talk. It's a risk but if this Rhai'ik proves tough t'find, maybe we can parley with the rats fer the chant..."

"Again... in the end it's yer call Rubious."
 

Kyran stares at Tyrjon skeptically as he calmly suggests negotiating with the swarm of rodents. "Well I might be able to get the berk to talk. I'd like to know what you think we can barter to a swarm of hungry rodents, intelligent or otherwise, that'll keep them from trying to eat us alive. I don't suppose anyone's got two-hundred pounds of sugar with em?"
 

"Actually, I was going to offer them you. Aasimar sweet-meats are a delicacy in these parts. Should be worth at least a name 'er two..." Tyrjon drifts off thoughtfully with a grin.

"Cranium rats are not particularly brave, they generally only attack if they have clear superiorty over their prey and surprise on their side. They're not ones fer long, drawn-out... disagreements. If they're in decent numbers they'd know the dark o' plenty in these parts."

"In the end they're still rats and we have fresh deaders in our cart and some silver-tongued cutters along. Might be enough... maybe not. But unless they're in Rhai'ik employ, they'd have fewer reasons to sell us screed than that hairy, cross-tradin' lump over there."

"It's another gamble, no question. If you think you can get th' berk t' talk, by all means have at it. I leave it up t' you cutters if ye' want to press on 'ere or not."
 
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'It was a risk in itself coming into the Hive looking for answers. I have a feeling this may lead to more lann on these disappearances. Though with those 'rats down there, I'm not sure if this is the best place to be heading down.'

OOC: the rats are closer to the other manhole over than this one, and that cover is around 50' away from this one
 

Llyra

“Sentient rats? Ok, that's weird. Not that weird things are unexpected here... I guess they call the phrase talking with cranium rats for a reason, huh? So, any ideas how we could get around those?”
 

Rubious

'Get around them? We need to know where we are going first. I was hoping the hobgblin would lead us there. But now... I think someone should go down there, sneak around. Noch, you up to it?'
 

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