The Emperor of Solmaria

[Mithreander]

OOC: Dylan and Shadowleaf see something humanoid expload from the sludge, unrecognizable! Is it something else? Perhaps what was driving the rats on them? Ignoring this then? Okay!

The humanoid seems to pull out a weapon of sorts and seems to advance towards where the rest of the party memebers must be.

Shadowleaf disengages himself from the wall, and ignoring the humaniod creature, looks to where the mass of creatures had head, looking for any sign of the pony sized rat. Unfortunately, all he sees is the swarm of smaller rats and vermin. They seem to completely conceal the larger creatures.

Darhaan finds that the pressure on him has lessened enough for him to stand, and with an effort clears the waste that surounded him and take a deap dreath. It was not that much of an effort to keep his breath, but a little while longer and it could have been an issue. In the direction where the fighter had gone, there is a humanoid creature approaching the dwarf with a weapon drawn. Beside the creature is Shadowleaf on one side looking over the dwarves head to something behind him, and Dylan seem to be consentrating on removing a large roach from his shirt.

Xanthas sees something move to his side, and then his other side, but relaxes as he notes that it's Shadowleaf and Dylan. Before him, the sludge seems to grow a head that takes a very deep breath. Was this one of his companions? If so then they were either on thier knees or it was the dwarf.

 

[Thanee]

Lenya continues trying to struggle free, if she cannot break free and is still dragged along, she lets Midnight call for help.

 

[silentspace]

Kinden keeps trying to free himself.

 

[Majin]

Shadowleaf searches desperately for a target. He hears something close to him that can only be interpreted as a whisper. A whisper of warning! He turns sharply and trains his bow on the small shape closeby. He squints to make out what it is. Was it Darhaan? With the sludge covering the thing, if it was Darhaan, might possibly obfuscate the resident shine the two worshippers of Pelor seemed to have to the pale Elf. But most important of all, what was that voice? The whisper? Was it Shar's protection? Had she heard his prayer for help? He squinted harder not willing to fire unless absolutely certain the figure was not a member of his party.

 

[deadestdai]

Dylan stands ready with sword raised over his head in readiness to stab down at anything that looks threatening within the mass of creatures.

 

[hippocrachus]

Xanthas uses his free hand to grope for the collar of whatever is in front of him and pull it up out of the living sewage, assuming it is Dar, and not thinking otherwise. "I do apologize, good Sir Dar, for manhandling you so."

 

[Lichtenhart]

"Good sweet just kind mighty all-knowing omnipotent fatherly Pelor!!!" Dar lets out in a mix of dwarven and common with his first breath out of the sludge.
"I'm happy to notify all the rats in these sewers that NOW I'M OFFICIALLY ANGRY!"
He then begins to kill as many of them as he can, trying to help all his companions that are still in trouble.

 

[Mithreander]

Eventually, all of the party memebers are free from the sludge, the rats seeming to have dis appeared in the darkness behind the group.

Dead rats are everywhere. Some died by the dwarf's anger, others by other rats, but most from suffication.

The sewage seems to have leveled out again, still up to mid chest on the dwarf, and waiste deep to the others. From around the correr where the alcove was, a light seems to be shining, and noises of advancement with voices mixed in seem to be heading in the direction of the characters.

 

[hippocrachus]

Xanthas stands in a ready and defensive position and turns his head to address the others. "What do we do now?"

 

[deadestdai]

Dylan, both disgusted at his state of dress, and also the corpses strewn everywhere. He swallows back bile in an attempt to stop himself from vomitting, but fails miserably and only adds to the stinking swill about the party.


Wiping his mouth over his sleeve, he says I don't know! But someone's coming! Get ready! The bard then franctically tries his best to get behind the fighters of the group to protect himself.