The Emperor of Solmaria

[silentspace]

Continuing to walk, Shadowleaf pulls his cloak tight around his body and without looking up says to Kinden, "What do you want, cleric?"

In a low voice, Kinden replies to Shadowleaf, "That dwarf Dar told me to stay in the rear. Besides, its safer back here. That song is bound to alert any creatures of our presence, and I'd prefer to remain out of sight in case anyone, like the one who created the zombies, decides to ambush us."

 

[Majin]

Shadowleaf turns his head slightly to look at Kinden through slitted eyes. "Your smarter than you appear, cleric. But tell me.. is that now your purpose in life? To do what the dwarf bids you?" he chuckles slightly under his breath, but no mirth is evident in his voice.

 

[Mithreander]

Kinden examines the bodies, but the muck hinds any details except for the fact that all of them were human, and one of them at least was a gaurd of the above city before he had died. As for any sign of who created them, he can not tell. Kinden knows that such signs are rarely appearent to mundane means.

The bards song, even though a little inappropreate to the suroundings, fills those that listen with a sense of ease, it's light, humorous lerics bringing a smile to even the most earnest among you, with the common tune, well done as it is.

But soon the songs melody ends bring back the forbidening presense of the sewer and the stench and sounds of the groups sodden feet as tehy continue to make their way north.

Shadowleaf, muttering prayers to his goddess, sees something in the wall to the east in the fading light spell ahead of him. It may be just an iregularity in the pattern of stone, or it may be that the surface seems slightly cleaner then the surounding stone.

Kinden, noticing the attention Shadowleaf is giving the wall, looks at it and notices the same iregularity.

 

[Thanee]

Lenya thanks Kinden for his approval. She doesn't even think about retrieving the bolts from those foul bodies. Shall they rot with them. She takes her place somewhere in the middle of the group, staying alert for her surroundings.

 

[Majin]

Without saying a word Shadowleaf walks carefully to the irregularity in the wall. A door perhaps? He begins to lightly run his fingers around the creases in the wall, attempting to confirm his theory, and determine whether or not it is safe to try opening it.

 

[hippocrachus]

Xanthas notices Shadowleaf looking at the wall and walks over to him, leaning on the wall nonchalantly. He doesn't bother to actually look to see what Shadowleaf is inspecting. "Whatcha lookin' at?" he says in complete and utter ignorance.

 

[Majin]

Not letting Xanthas distract his careful work, Shadowleaf says insipidly, "Do you mind? This is a delicate procedure that I do not have much experience with. Is it your goal to make this even tougher for me?" he pauses for a moment to shoot Xanthas a condescending glance, before returning to his task.

 

[hippocrachus]

"Listen, elf, I have many goals..." he pauses for a second, looks to the wall thoughtfully, looks back to Shadowleaf, and then remembers he doesn't really. He walks away and starts fiddling with his dagger; all in all content.

 

[Majin]

Shadowleaf returns his gaze to Xanthas as he pauses mid-sentance and watches him walk away. He sighs and turns back to the wall.

 

[deadestdai]

Dylan stood by silently as the elves looked at a wall. His beautiful song had long since left his lips and his voice drifted away with the sewer breeze.

That warrior was an oaf. If he only had the forsight to "understand"..... And Dylan stood by smug in the knowledge that the elves were examining the most majic of symbols that "only those that could see them" could notice. Heh - what an idiot! He continued to stare - at "something".