The Underdark Primeval [IC]


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The dwarves continue in Common. "Is something wrong? Why was an inspection requested?"

They are now 60 feet away.

The party is clustered together around the doorway, with Denasa hovering 10 feet above.
 

"Because of the break-in! Why wouldn't you know that? Are you well? Do you know what day it is?" Denasa says, her suspicions now fully roused. Legs dances in place on her shoulder in antincipation of combat.
 

Vuoor Seakin : Kuo-Toa Monitor 5

Vuoor tumbles past his companions and to the right to see what the dwarves' reaction is. He watches their actions very carefully.
 

Denasa said:
"Because of the break-in! Why wouldn't you know that? Are you well? Do you know what day it is?"

The dwarves stop and glance at each other. In unison, they move their hands behind their backs, and crouch in a combat stance.

Initiative
Rogoth
Morph
Dargo
Dwarves
Denasa
Vuoor
Solli
 


"I thought so," Denasa says, her eyes narrowing. Raising up her hand, she lets loose three harsh-sounding words, and a bolt of lightning at the main mass of them (should they attack), careful not to catch the others.

[OOC - lightning bolt, as many as I can get.]
 
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Dargo Golden, Half Deep Dragon Rng/Ftr HP: 83 AC:19

Dargo drew his urgosh but waited to see if the dwarves were attacking. If so he would close and swing.
 

Morph stands beside Bull waiting for Dargo to make a move. Seeing the dwarves move into a threatening stance he casts greater magic fang on Bull.
 

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