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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Seravin" data-source="post: 1424182" data-attributes="member: 6783">The JourneyPerhaps a day and a half had passed in travel through the endless tunnels.  The four friends had been shown the way by four gnome scouts.  The way was dangerous but equally wondrous.  Here, a mile or more beneath the surface there were tunnels that spanned as wide as a city street.  In some places these tunnels were lit by phosphorescent fungus, in others the light of the group’s enchanted pendants had cast rainbows through crystalline deposits embedded in the walls.  Many of these tunnels and caves were not natural, but only the gnomes in the party knew that.They had journeyed through caves full of bright, multi-hued fungus.  Some they had been warned away from as poisonous, others had nearly sucked the life-heat from their bodies.  Incredily some of the fungus had even moved of its own volition, fortunately the small party had been faster than the walking mushrooms.Another series of caves had been filled with an acrid smell, like that of an alchemical lab.  The source of the burning odors soon became apparent.  What at first appeared to be smoking pools of acid had turned out to be mobile pools of slime.  The rock in the caves had been burned almost to a glass-like appearance by these slimes, but again the party was able to quickly maneuver through the caves before the things had moved to attack them.Finally there had been the small tunnels.  This area of the journey, perhaps a mile long, had been criss-crossed with smaller tunnels about three feet across.  When asked, the gnomes had told Kestral that they were created by giant burrowing worms.  While none of these worms were seen no one thought the gnomes had been joking.Now, two hours from the small, hidden cave they would use for their base, the four friends crept through a side tunnel that they were told would lead to the troll nests.  Their lights were doused and they were all under the enchantment from Jallarzi’s wand that granted darkvision.At least they were trying to creep through the tunnel.  Ashimar and Kestral were leading, acting like well-practiced ghosts, making little to no sound.  Even Jallarzi was moving with stealth that would earn the approval of a street-thief’s guildmaster.  Kellron who was bring up the rear though…In his full plate armor with his shield strapped to this arm, the tall human warrior was anything but silent.  After about an hour of Kellron’s armor scraping the tunnel walls and the sound of kicked rocks echoing through the tunnels, Jallarzi finally snapped.  Pulling her dagger she stopped up short and turned around, glaring at Kellron.  “If you don’t quiet down.”  She hissed, as she lowered her dagger and pressed it close to his belt.  “I’m going to take this dagger and use it!”  The point of the dagger clinked across the chain links that protected the weak points of the paladin’s plate armor around the legs and hips.  Jallarzi’s eyes continued to hold Kellron’s gaze.  “You might not remember, but we’re going up against trolls and I would appreciate it if you kept quiet.”*Kellron was a man blessed with the grace of Sarath and was thus not plagued by the fears of most men.  However he was also a man of wisdom.  He raised his arms slowly (and thus quietly).  “I am trying Jallarzi, but this armor was not made for stealthy works.  I will hang back a little further though.”Jallarzi eye’s narrowed, obviously not satisfied.  With a small sniff she turned away and sheathed her dagger and continued walking.  Ashimar and Kestral who had stopped to watch the two exchanged glances and gave Kellron a pitying look.  They then turned back to lead the way again.* - This actually happened.  I don't have it quite word for word, but the intent and language is pretty close.  Kellron's player referenced it about 2 months ago, so he still remembers it to.</blockquote>

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