The Underdark Primeval [IC]

Rune, still somewhat addled, looks around. He gives the gloaming a small, guarded smile. "I am Rune, and I really don't know where I am or how I got here." She then tells those gathered what she can recall of her moments before waking, the anger clearly showing on her features when she speaks of the derro and her revulsion and hatred apparent in regards to the illithids.

When she has finished, she asks, "Where are we? Who are you and what is going on here?" She looks down to the piles of rubble that were once deadly automatons... As she waits for a reply, she retrieves her gear from the sack and returns everything to its original location.
 
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Whilst his team mates bother with introductions and other unpleasantness, Solli very carefully checks the door and it's surrounding area for traps or other equally annoying surprises.
 

Solli studies the door. It is made out of an exceptionally hard stone, and carved with dwarven runes. The runes, according to Dargo, say

Defenders of the Deep Realm
Now shielded by All-Father
Blessings to our Ancestors


The temple is strewn with rubble and damaged. The highest concentration of damage seems to be around the door.

Solli finds no evidence of traps.
 

Rune looks over to the trapfinder. "You might want to check the altar as well - there could be a passage beneath..."
 

Dargo Golden, Half Deep Dragon Golden Dwarf (Fighter/Ranger)

"Well, let's heal up what we can and continue on," Dargo commented after reading the runes to Solli. He walked around the room getting a feel for the stonework and construction (using stone-cunning).

"Did we miss anythin' back there while chasing these critters?" Dargo asked.
 

Morph moves around to heal everyone, using charges from his wands for now. "I really must speak to the spirits of the earth about granting me more healing ability, it looks like we are in for a rough time here."

[ooc: I know it will take a heck of a lot of charges but Morph will cast Cure Light from the wands till everyone is comfortable]
 

though he detested the fact that any would try to tell him what to do, Solli nonetheless moved to the altar to search it also for traps or other secrets, having planned to do so anyhow.
 

"Illithids? Wormspit, that's just what we're here about. They got in here somehow and did something to the tomb. I don't suppose you know the plans of your playmate before you were conked on the head, do you?" Denasa asks Rune, brow furrowed in concentration. Legs wanders up onto her head and places four of his legs into the furrows of her brow and drums them like a human would drum their fingers.
 

Rune curls her upper lip into a near-feral snarl and snaps her head towards Denasa. "He was NOT my playmate! H..he...he was a horrid, horrid little piece of worthless flesh that deserved to suffer far, far more than he did!" Her lip trembles for a moment and then she begins to cry silently. She does not bury her head in shame, however, but rather looks the gloaming dead in the eyes so she can see the pain her careless words have caused...
 

*Denasa looks shocked and flutters her wings in anguish.*

"I didn't mean it like that, I really didn't. I mean, I could say these maugs were my playmates! I meant it as the... the beings I was... fighting with. I bit of a play on words. Illithids are no one's friends. I just meant that you were fighting the illithid. Fighting, playmate... she says quickly, moving her hands as if weighing something, weighing the words.
 

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