The Dragon's Jaw Inn
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The six adventurers in the cave and tunnel can see the natural walls, bone littered floor, and heavy double doors by the light of Walf's heatless torch and Alrek's oilly smoke-sputtering one.
Jorum is still eyeing the nook the monster came from, where its treasure lies.
The beast, larger even than Walf himself, still oozes thick black blood at the entrance to the cave. Walf stands hunched over beside the beast, trying to keep his guts from spilling out between his fingers.
Jorum is still eyeing the nook the monster came from, where its treasure lies.
The beast, larger even than Walf himself, still oozes thick black blood at the entrance to the cave. Walf stands hunched over beside the beast, trying to keep his guts from spilling out between his fingers.
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"I did not think it would ignore me completely. It acted as if it did not know I was there...ran right past me." He shakes his head, confused.
His eyes scan over he bone covered floor, getting a most curious gleam. His eyes go back and forth from the dead creature to the bones, as he seems to study both, trying ascertain the nature of the creature they just fought.
"Rachelle, please heal Walfilbalf, I cannot."
Indulging his curiosity, he devotes some time to examining the bones and the creature, trying to learn more about it.
His eyes scan over he bone covered floor, getting a most curious gleam. His eyes go back and forth from the dead creature to the bones, as he seems to study both, trying ascertain the nature of the creature they just fought.
"Rachelle, please heal Walfilbalf, I cannot."
Indulging his curiosity, he devotes some time to examining the bones and the creature, trying to learn more about it.
Walfilbalf grunts, shivering slightly as he sits by the wall holding his stomach. He replies softly to Zerash's ponderings, "I don' know... if dis thing's smart 'er not... but if it were me... I'd try an' keep everbody from gettin' in... gangin' up on me..."
"Not dat it matters now. Dead... Rachelle, where in da hells are ye? Ma guts are fallin' out 'ere."
After a pause, he remembers why they've come, "Ey, tracker... Get in da room... see if ye can't find... no footprints 'er nothin'."
"But don' touch nothin', and don' even think 'bout openin' them doors yet!" He mutters, "Ain' wantin' no more firemen burstin' out right now..."
"Not dat it matters now. Dead... Rachelle, where in da hells are ye? Ma guts are fallin' out 'ere."
After a pause, he remembers why they've come, "Ey, tracker... Get in da room... see if ye can't find... no footprints 'er nothin'."
"But don' touch nothin', and don' even think 'bout openin' them doors yet!" He mutters, "Ain' wantin' no more firemen burstin' out right now..."
T'ahl
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Jorum looks around the cave and at the bones - wondering like Zerash about it's intent on Walf. "Maybe like Walf says it was just protecting it's treasure - trying to stop any more from coming in first....... or maybe it doesn't like the taste of Naeron, or maybe even charmed to eat humans only..... who knows" he gives up on this as they will likely not know any more until the delve further into the dungeon.
He turns his attention instead to the treasure - looking through it to see just what's in there - and a rough estimate of the take. ((he will not open any bottles, flasks, or vials whatsoever)).
After looking at the treasure for a bit - he thinks about how to fortify there position here - obviously Walf cannot be moved for a while. "Eroria - Do you have the ability to cast an alarm spell?...... I never learned how - thought it might be a good idea up further at the mouth of this tunnel - so anything coming will give a minute or two notice?" "A spell to hold the door might be good to - although if there's any magic or runes on it - that might be a bad thing?.... perhaps a spell to detect magic in here would be good as a caution before we try to make camp - I can do that- though I'm sure you do it better"
and with that he waits for comments on his sudden barrage of ideas - knowing that just doing that likely made Walf more distraught - he didn't seem to have much patience for youth - though who could blame him. He suddenly wished he'd learned more on how to treat wounded comrades - and less about picking pockets........ well for the moment anyway.
He turns his attention instead to the treasure - looking through it to see just what's in there - and a rough estimate of the take. ((he will not open any bottles, flasks, or vials whatsoever)).
After looking at the treasure for a bit - he thinks about how to fortify there position here - obviously Walf cannot be moved for a while. "Eroria - Do you have the ability to cast an alarm spell?...... I never learned how - thought it might be a good idea up further at the mouth of this tunnel - so anything coming will give a minute or two notice?" "A spell to hold the door might be good to - although if there's any magic or runes on it - that might be a bad thing?.... perhaps a spell to detect magic in here would be good as a caution before we try to make camp - I can do that- though I'm sure you do it better"
and with that he waits for comments on his sudden barrage of ideas - knowing that just doing that likely made Walf more distraught - he didn't seem to have much patience for youth - though who could blame him. He suddenly wished he'd learned more on how to treat wounded comrades - and less about picking pockets........ well for the moment anyway.
Eroria
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Eroria had been standing there looking at Walf with a rather ill-at-ease expression on her face.
She snaps her head towards Jorum when he speaks to her, jumping slightly, and then ducks her head down a bit.
"Umm..." She says softly. "Yes... I.." She begins to fumble with the metal scroll case at her belt.
She snaps her head towards Jorum when he speaks to her, jumping slightly, and then ducks her head down a bit.
"Umm..." She says softly. "Yes... I.." She begins to fumble with the metal scroll case at her belt.
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