[UaVS] The Silver Door IC

With a dissapointed sneer Vitrene wipes off the blod on his hands on the clothing of the quickling he was examining and follows Enraela forwards, scanning the area before them with his spell after reloading his crossbow with a poisoned bolt.

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Active spells: Detect Magic, Protection from Evil.
 

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Standing there, near the Denaque,the Party observes that the Forest seems unusually Quiet.
All of the animals seem to be waiting for something, perhaps they stay this way because of the Quicklings, for surely such creatures are full of needless malice, wasteful in the eyes of a
Drow.Regardless, the Quicklings seem defeated, if any more are about, they most surely are elsewhere. Walking to the edge of the little clearing so recently blooded, Gentaria peers at the ground, sure that she can follow the trail left by the two bumbling males. Their Stink alone could lead her to their posistion. After another moment, they still have not shown back up at the Denaque.

OoC:Vitrene has taken 2HP, Jikull 4HP, just to recap.
Vitrene has a Prot from Evil going for 3 Minutes, a Detect Magic (Concentrating) going for for 3 Minutes. Vitrene, please remember that you didn't actually get off the Hold Person before the Quickling died, so you still have it.
So, what will it be, trapse after Arngen and Grolvus?

Edited for Spelling Errors...
 
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Gentaria wrinkles her nose in distaste as she finds the tracks. "Worthless dogs left a trail even he could follow" She sneers, glancing at her cousin with distaste. "M'lady, they went this way. Shall I lead the way after the unworthy men?" She asks her elder sister with a fanatical smile, nearly spitting the last word out.
 

Enraela gave her younger sister the barest of nods. "I have a feeling that those foolish males have gotten themselves into trouble. We need to make sure they have not compromised the mission."
 


IC:Jikull follows quietly and silently next to the drow women and making sure vitrene is following while still having his sword out.
 

Moving cautiously through the loam and fungal growths of the Lerondyl, the group follows the tracks of Arngen and Grolvus into the Woods.
Gentaria easily fnds their trail, as well, the Quicklings made no attempt at stealth, and they seem to have come from the same direction that the two had gone.
Several minutes later, the party comes upon a scene in a clearing.
A half-Dozen Drow and Goblins lie about , Dead, Grolvus and Arngen squatting in their midst, watching the approaching group of the their 'friends'. Grolvus toes a small form with his boot, a pollen covered body the genral size and shape of one of the Quicklings. It seesm that there were many more Quicklings, for the bodies have been horribly mutilated, with hundreds of cuts and punctures.One Drow looks as if she (at least you think it was a Female) was dropped from a long way up, dying from the crash. Arngen squats next to a Goblin, trussed up, asleep. Moving closer, it is clear that he was hit with a sleep Poison, as there is a small discolored cut on his arm. As the others enter the Clearing, Grolvus relaxes a bit, with Jikull and Brogark naturally taking up defensive positions. The Bugbear pulls out his Map'case and peers at one of his Maps for a moment, then point to the South 'That Way.'
The Drow wear the Livery of House Ullreath, House Ferach's staunchest Allies, and the former First House prior to the troubles of late.

The Forest has seemed to regain some semblance of normality, as the crickets, lizards, spiders and various amphibians all start their Discordant Cacaphony once again.
 


"Ullreath," Enraela breathed, her lavender eyes narrowing slightly. "What treachery is this?" Those eyes moved toward Arngen, motioning for him to follow her back along the trail toward where they came a ways to make sure they were out of earshot of the others.

"Come, Arngen, you shall report to me now...privately before I...question...the goblin. The rest of you can check the corpses for anything the others missed."

OOC: Just send me an email, Dalamar. Don't forget to copy to the DM.
 

Arngen follows Enraela. He positions himself so that his back is towards the rest of the group before starting his report.

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Finishing his report, Arngen bows.
"What are your orders, Mistress?"
 

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