The Treasure of the Tierra Padre... [Knight Otu Judging]

Oirhandir gaped at the tunnel's entrance while thinking out loud.

"Unless it descends, or coils about the interior like a snake, it can't be much longer than this hill is wide," he observed. "I suppose that it's worth taking a quick look, but if we find that it's larger than it appears, we should post a guard and plan on exploring it all tomorrow. At the very least, we should camp outside tonight rather than get carried away by poking around in there."

The hill with the squat tunnel reminded him of a barrow-mound and it's entrance, and Orihandir had no great desire to squeeze into such an oppressive space when there was still a sky to sleep under tonight.

But other thoughts he kept to himself. He thought of the being who had scrawled on Rupert's map. Unless that one had found an end in the belly of one of the crocodile's long-dead ancestors, there was no reason whatsoever to think that he hadn't returned and cleared out any treasure the mound still held. If this was the passage that was used to carry out sacks of booty ages ago, it had not closed up since. Any traveler who wandered into this part of the world could not help but find it...and it had been what, centuries? An entire life-span of one of Oirhandir's kind? No, either the hill held some yet undiscovered dark secret, or it would be a stroke of luck indeed if there was anything to be found in this swamp besides a crocodile skin that was worth carrying back to Rupert.

Oirhandir longed to start a campfire atop the mound, and to play his chimes under the stars. The stars would break through tonight, wouldn't they? He wondered.
 

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OOC: I think we're waiting for the rogue or the half orc to take the lead. They've both seemed to disapear. If you'll be so kind as to NPC them...

IC: Iggy says, Razir, perhaps you could light up a sunrod and check it out. Gath, you stay close. I'll go next. Rogier, perhaps you could bring p the rear.
 

Manzanita said:
Iggy says, Razir, perhaps you could light up a sunrod and check it out. Gath, you stay close. I'll go next. Rogier, perhaps you could bring p the rear.

Razir agrees, and climbs into the tunnel. He doesn't go far, before the tunnel drops off and begins a very steep and slippery slope downward.

Razir finds no traps or alarms of any sort along the tunnel. If anything, the tunnel resembles a very large animal burrow.
 

Concentrating for a moment, Rogier tries to detect the Evil he sensed earlier. From the back of the group, he tries to get a good look at the tunnel as well.
"Hm, maybe we found the lair of some foul beast. Be wary, as beasts can be very unpredictable at times, especially now we're invading it's home..."
 

Oirhandir waited until Iggy enters the tunnel, then gestured for Almayce to follow.
"Piety before Poetry"
, he said in Elvish as he grinned. "I don't want him too close to either end", the bard thought to himself. "He's so frail, even for a grey elf."

"Surely, Rogier and I should be able to guard the party's rear", he thought. But after watching the crocodile's quick demise earlier that day, Oirhandir doubted if he even deserved to consider himself Rogier's peer.
 

Almayce grins slightly.
"I should probably agree, or I might have to change my occupation."
, he answers in elvish to Oirhandir, while he enters the tunnel after Iggy.
"Unless it's pietic poetry of course..."
, he continues.
 
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Leading the way, Razir is having a difficult time with the increasing downward slope. He slips once on the muddy floor, but catches himself before an embarrasing fall happens. Gath, following closely behind, is having a much harder time of it, and can hardly take two steps at a time without his oversized feet skidding and slipping beneath him.
 

Iggy

"Er, perhaps a rope would be in order. Is there anything to tie it to? Probably not, since it wouldn't be long enough to be much use if we tied it to something outside. We'll just have to go slowly. It could get ugly if we're attacked."
 

"I have a grappling hook and some rope stacked up with my horse. And I suppose that there might be some more in our general supplies, so I doubt that the length of the rope would be a problem. This slope probably doesn't continue that far. I don't really like the idea of slipping and sliding down, since the fall won't probably be a soft one.", Almayce comments.
 

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