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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Alcareru" data-source="post: 1309145" data-attributes="member: 14718">Grimir stooped to pick up the key ring as the fallen phoenix stirred slightly on the stone floor. From around the corner the guard sprung, thrusting his spear through the bars before the Northman could work the lock. The flashing point of the spear barely missed the Vanir. With a grunt Yalla grabbed spear and for a moment he struggled with the guard for the weapon. Grimir flung open the cell door and fell upon the guard, followed closely by Verrus. The red haired giant's meaty hand fell upon the guard like a hammer; the mans head flew back with a crushing thump. The blow caused him to release the spear and his eyes rolled backwards in their sockets. Verrus was upon the man a beat later; he followed with a glancing blow and the hapless man fell to the ground with a dull thud. Yalla looked to see the form of Emily now the young woman again lying on the stone floor. Crouching and leaning on the spear, he extended a hand toward her. "Are you injured girl? That was fine work, but a close call." Emily shook her head to clear it, and then nodded silently.  Grimir strode into the cell and swept up the spear from Yalla's grasp. For a moment he stood above the injured guard, a dark look upon his face. Then grasping the spear with both hands he plunged the spear point downwards into the guards chest. Emily gasped at the sight of the ugly punture in the now dead man. But her response was cut short as first a rumble, then a great tremor rose up out of the earth. Though the prison cave was deep in the earth, the chamber shook violently. Emily thought for a moment she was on a ship on a stormy sea; she was raised up and thrown down. Debris fell from the cave's high ceiling, Verrus and Yalla both dived to avoid chunks of rock that fell in great pieces; some almost as large as a man, others small as arrowheads. One small piece struck Grimir and left a bloody mark on the Vanir's face.  Then a loud crack erupted from the ceiling ahead of the four, causing them to scurry to the rear of the prison. The tremor died down and for several seconds the chamber was a fog of dust and fallen rock.  Coughing, Yalla waved his hand to make the dust fog dissapate. It didnt help, and they all remained still fearing the tremors would commence again. But slowly the dust settled and the ground did not shake again. "I vow" Varrus cursed "I shall leave this accursed city and never return. Zamora Ill go and never leave." "You left Zamora because you are wanted there, do you not remember Verrus?" Yalla said choking on the dust. "By a woman you wished to make you her husband if I recall." Verrus grimaced and coughed as well. Yalla stood, his dark form covered in dust. Wiping his eyes he cautiously walked to the end of the cavern. Slowly the others rose one by one. The chamber was darker now, and Yalla retrieved a fallen torch as he walked. When he got to the end of the chamber he groaned. "The fall has blocked the passageway!" he said waving the torch. The others quickly joined him and saw as well. The narrow passageway was now blocked by a fall of rocks from the ceiling above. The passageway, porticullus and guards living area could no longer be seen.</blockquote>

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