Ptolus: 165 Vock Row - "Rat-catchers"

[Whizbang Dustyboots]

Aeshen returns from, his movements accelerated, appearing to twitch uncontrollably in the eyes of those unaffected by the hasting effect.

"There doesn't seem to be any trap or anything. I can't find a trigger or anything that even marks the boundary of what causes it to happen. Sorry."

 

[Voca]

Mata looks around at the group. "Magical then. We should move on anyway, before we completely lose the advantage of surprise".

 

[Vdou]

"I agree."

 

[Filthy]

Examining the entryway for herself, Valana mutters, "Definitely going to have to come back here later."

After her search is finished, she turns and follows the others down the northern hallway.

 

[Wool]

Thurst doesn't say a word as he readies his pistol and takes his place at the end of the party.

 

[Whizbang Dustyboots]

The group continues down the tunnel for another 35 feet before it opens into a large chamber.

A chasm yawns across its width, and the damp smell of earth and decay rises from the murk below. Remnants of a crumbled stone bridge just from the chasm's edge. In its place, a ramshackle bridge of stained and filthy rope and wooden slats reaches diagonally across the span.

Three pairs of red eyes regard the group from the darkness on the far side of the room.

 

[Filthy]

[sblock=ooc]

Three pairs of red eyes regard the group from the darkness on the far side of the room.

Are they inside bow range?[/sblock]

 

[Whizbang Dustyboots]

[sblock=Filthy]Yes.[/sblock]

 

[Filthy]

Nocking an arrow, Valana waits to provide covering fire to any of her companions crossing the rope bridge or to prevent the creatures on the other side from crossing.

[sblock=ooc]Is there enough light to see what's on the other side? That the red eyes actually belong to ratlings?[/sblock]

 

[Whizbang Dustyboots]

[sblock=ooc]Those with darkvision can see they're ratlings.[/sblock]