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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Whizbang Dustyboots" data-source="post: 3357960" data-attributes="member: 11760">Outside, the forest is cool and silent, save for the sound in the distance of yet more trees losing their winter coats of ice and snow. Wormy fidgets a little, but does not attempt to get away. He clearly is anxious and wants something, but seems perplexed as to whether to ask or not.Emmerson has been staring at the opening of the cairn silently, his mind racing. He gestures to Katadid furiously, as if one hand held an invisible parchment and the other an invisible pen. Kat lends him a piece of paper, ink and a pen and the paladin writes at a feverish pace. He hands a note to Renraw."Moron," it reads simply.Renraw crumples up the note and turns to the kobold he's been shackled to."So, Wormy," he pats the confused, frightened kobold on the shoulder, "What's your crime? Probably too smart for the others, am I right?"Wormy recoils from Renraw's touch."When are you all going to start a fire, please? It's cold in this shade. Or is this your filthy plan, to let me freeze to death?""I ... I'm sorry, I don't think they'll start one," Renraw says, taken aback. "They're supposed to be lying in wait for a criminal. A fire would only alert him to our presence. But I'll see what I can do."Tucker gets Renraw's attention and nods questioningly at Wormy."Fire," Renraw answers quietly. "He's cold. I told him no, but has anyone got a blanket, or some spare clothes we can bundle him in?"* * *Bufer blinks in surprise as the kobolds begin lifting their dead up and out of the sarcophagus."You hid them here? Why? Why wouldn't you just take them back to Green Mountain?"Frowning, his curiosity overriding his fear, he looks up at Pick."Those cysts in their chests," he says, inclining his head towards the three leather-clad corpses, "What are are they? Some kind of affliction? I'm a healer, of sorts, but they aren't like anything I've seen before."The kobolds make wry comments in Draconic as the gnome continues to question them, but they never respond in Imperial. Putting the bodies down, the kobolds unfold a set of wide stretchers from inside bags carried by two of the kobolds and pile the bodies on them.Pick stands in the corridor, looking deeper into the dungeon, considering, but then shrugs and pulls her goggles down and goes around, doing the same for the other four kobolds.They troop back outside. Pick peers at where the adventurers are hidden, nodding in their direction and points at Bufer with a wide grin, as if to show he's still intact. The group then heads north through the cold and damp of the Tulgey Wood."How 'bout a traveling song, then?" Bufer says as he stumbles along with his captors. "Does anybody know the words to 'Onward, Onward, Brave Soldiers?'"Hazel watches them disappear, torn between wanting to trail after them quietly and waiting for Tiberius, certain Bufer would want to know whatever she could learn about him.</blockquote>

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