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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Unsung" data-source="post: 6477311" data-attributes="member: 6781406">To Hugo, the keeteel merely spreads his clawed hands, and shrugs expressively, as if to say, all this and more.To Katarina he graciously steps back and dips his head. "Ah, but of course, mesdamoisellles This way."Caillou turns to the kobold, and gives the latter a pointed look.Verner takes his lead. "Eh, yes. Old smugglers' tunnels in the cellar. Rum runners, I think." The Scandian kobold's slow, deep voice contrasts bizarrely with his tiny frame. He hurries to the end of the hall, pulling open the door-- gently, to keep it from creaking and giving the game away to the ambushers outside.Caillou steps to the front window, peering out at the small siege down the hill, looking for any sign of familiarity or weakness in his would-be captors.[ooc]So Caillou intends to bring up the rear, possibly slowing down pursuit with some fearful magical display. His stealth and mimicry make him a good candidate for throwing D'avard off the trail while the others stage a hurried retreat. Anybody with any ideas on how to pitch in, I'm all ears.[/ooc]</blockquote>