Return to the Temple of Elemental Evil
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Lobo Lurker
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Caine, bored, finds a nice tree and rock to put his feet upon and lays down, idly staring up at the sky. "Redithor, have you ever heard this one? Truthfully, I don't understand a lick of it, but I thought it was beautiful at the time." He starts singing sad dirge, in strange language, that evokes images of fallen greatness and sorrowful mothers.
After about half a minute he pauses as he notes Redithor's discomfort, and both Krog's and Chatrilon's glares. "What? Am I doing something wrong?" he asks.
A look of concentration crosses his face. "Oh yes, I remember now... you no makee big noisee when Krog sneakee." He smiles cheerfully. "Sorry, I forgot." He snaps his mouth shut and plasters a good-natured smile on his face and goes back to staring at the clouds.
After about half a minute he pauses as he notes Redithor's discomfort, and both Krog's and Chatrilon's glares. "What? Am I doing something wrong?" he asks.
A look of concentration crosses his face. "Oh yes, I remember now... you no makee big noisee when Krog sneakee." He smiles cheerfully. "Sorry, I forgot." He snaps his mouth shut and plasters a good-natured smile on his face and goes back to staring at the clouds.
DarkMaster
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Krog do not pay attention to the completly clueless bard and continue to focus on the inside of the moathouse.
Ankh-Morpork Guard
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Krog:[sblock] Watching the moathouse courtyard provides nothing new. There doesn't seem to be any movement with in it, and it is too hard to see within the broken down door at the opposite end to make out any kind of details beyond the brown smear and the dull grey stones.[/sblock]
Redithidoor looks to Caine and nods with a smile, though he still looks a bit on edge. He looks like he wants to say something, but a glare from the currently pacing Chatrilon seems to quiet the young minstrel. The other man is simply pacing back and forth in front of the large and dented gate, glancing up to Krog every few moments before glaring across the rest of them.
Redithidoor looks to Caine and nods with a smile, though he still looks a bit on edge. He looks like he wants to say something, but a glare from the currently pacing Chatrilon seems to quiet the young minstrel. The other man is simply pacing back and forth in front of the large and dented gate, glancing up to Krog every few moments before glaring across the rest of them.
Brar (druid)
Kali has been scampering around the general area sniffing everything in sight looking for something interesting. Brar whistles and Kali comes running over "Chatrillion you should relax and stop glaring what is the point of that?" Brar turns and say's something to Kali and he lies down on the ground behind Brar "If something happens it happens, nothing you wearing a trail into the ground is going to do about that" with that Brar lies down using Kali as a pillow and closes his eyes.
Kali has been scampering around the general area sniffing everything in sight looking for something interesting. Brar whistles and Kali comes running over "Chatrillion you should relax and stop glaring what is the point of that?" Brar turns and say's something to Kali and he lies down on the ground behind Brar "If something happens it happens, nothing you wearing a trail into the ground is going to do about that" with that Brar lies down using Kali as a pillow and closes his eyes.
DarkMaster
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Krog will climb back down, he looks at the blabber mouth bard with his croocked eye ready to jump on him if he makes another stupid comment and head for the front door.
As he is about 10 feet in front of it, he kneel on the ground and start searching for any type of track he could find.
OOC track feat, survival +6 (+8 magical beast)
As he is about 10 feet in front of it, he kneel on the ground and start searching for any type of track he could find.
OOC track feat, survival +6 (+8 magical beast)
Ankh-Morpork Guard
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Krog:[sblock]There doesn't seem to be any kin of tracks in the muddied path beyond what your group has made...especially Chatrilon from his pacing.[/sblock]
DarkMaster
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Krog picks his greatsword in one hand and with the other he quickly opens the door. As soon as the door open, he will slam against a wall for cover. He will then, staying hidden as much as possible, peek an eye inside.
Hedwan brazen laugh titters out, like a child crying and laughing admist breaking glass, "he seems to be advancing, get your skygazing friend, we shall follow." The gnome then walks up to Krog, looking up at the half-orc, "paranoia, I like that." Calling over to Chatrilon and the others, "let us be on then, standing at the gates mulling over what to do next hardly seems entertaining anymore."
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