The Lamentation of Lolth - Chapter III


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Drogo

"Good idea with the chalk, Teleri!" Says Drogo as he sees her marking their path. "If the blood was carried to us on a current, we must try to follow that current back. Does the current come from the North or South? Or both?"
 

It appears to Sielwoodan that the blood was seeping through the cracks in the southern wall of the tunnel.

OOC: The current is coming from the south.
 

As the scream reverbarated through the stone walls, Ayden felt his blood turn to ice at the thought of the poor soul who had released the cry.

~Either the naga feeds, or she is letting us know that she is aware of our presence...either one does not bode well for us...~

Looking ahead to his companions, he saw that Teleri was drawing a chalk line on the walls and was reminded of a tale of two children lost in the woods who sought to mark their way with bread crumbs. However, the birds had eaten the crumbs and the children became lost in the woods forever, eternally looking for their missing path home.

~Let us hope Tyrinith has not heard the same story...~

Forcing his stray thoughts aside, Ayden picked up his pace and followed the others toward Dunstand and Sielwoodan.
 


Andreas follows quietly after Chastity and Ayden, trying to make as little noise as possible.

After all, there's no point in heralding our arrival... He thinks, keeping his bow at the ready, a rather awkward proposition given the narrow tunnel and the water.
 


Teleri grins at Drogo as she pockets the chalk in a pocket high along her vest shoulder and makes sure her swords are ready to draw and her holy symbol visible. She plans on making those marks in addition to elvish runes (making sure they can find their way back) every time they make a junction. She has her bow out, an arrow ready. If they come into conflict, she plans on firing as many as she safely can before resorting to her swords.

Also if she has time, she will cast faerie fire, just in case the naga has invisible minions. ^)^

"Thank you Drogo," she replies, her smile dispelling some of the grimness that marked her features since they entered the well. "I do not know about the rest of you, but Elves are not their best underground and can get quickly lost and during the excitment, we may forget where to go. I for one, do not wish to spend any more time than we must down here," (this is right at when Drogo complements her on the chalk idea)

"Yea gods, being in the hands of that creature," she shivers, by comparision, her own encounter with Nyami was relatively civilized. "I would not wish that on my worst enemy," she says softly as they head down the southern branch.
 
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Going south:

After about 30 feet the passage opens into a 25-foot by 15-foot cavern with a small cul-de-sac in the southeast corner. Another passage leads to the northeast.
 

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