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<blockquote data-quote="Zerith" data-source="post: 5742387" data-attributes="member: 99953"><p>[FONT=&quot]<span style="color: DarkOrange">“Mei, you give no credit were commonsense is enough!”</span> Zinerath chirped happily, amused that none have, yet, noted objecton to working with a devil child.<span style="color: DarkOrange"> “One, now <em>two</em>, parties have been sent ahead, one as a scout, and one as a recuing party.”</span> He began grinningly.</p><p><span style="color: DarkOrange">“The main force <em>might</em> have blundered ahead without checking for blatant sources of ambush if only the relatively unaware scouting force failed to return, but for a second party that is on guard and believing it’s heading into ambush, or at least serious threat, to simply vanish?” </span>he chimed knowingly, smugly while leaning towards Mei-Ying with a broad grin.<span style="color: DarkOrange">"they would either come to examine this area in force or find an alternative route.”</span> He winked and added<span style="color: DarkOrange"> “to do otherwise is either folly or stupidity on their part.”</span> Zinerath sighed, he was about to make an explanation.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: DarkOrange">“We travel from a host of Paladins and other holy warriors, proud and self-sure or not, they will now allow such a blatantly dangerous area to go unpurged before they risk they, duly noted, venerable and vital supply line to the unknown threat.”</span> Zinerath trailed on while looking at his hands, boring himself as he continued <span style="color: DarkOrange">“Given what Thok has told us there is little for the main force to lose if we vanish without reporting to them, it will just force them to react more powerfully, they will either rip the surround apart and remove any threat that we have and haven’t yet seen, or give it a wide birth and go around any possible threat altogether.” </span>He spoke, nearly nodding off before being suddenly invigorated at the ebb of this monologue and the flow of another.</p><p><span style="color: DarkOrange">“Aged wood dos not a strong wall make, simply baring the door will not hold them long, and the walls will likely give way long before the supporting timbers if lit from the outside, and if the undead bother to break down the door, or a wall, more than one or two will flood out.”</span> he chirped on happily, as if he was presenting good news all the while. He again reached into his pack with both hands, after leaning his scythe against his shoulder, and pull out several flaks, and some flint and steal; his face was positively giddy. It took no genus to surmise what were in the flasks</p><p><span style="color: DarkOrange">“So, I’m going to zip on top of that barn, <em>create a window</em> in the roof, and look in…”</span> Zinerath spoke with enthusiasm and a burning psychotic glint in his eyes as he mentioned <em>creating a window</em>. He had been fighting the urge to unleash want and destruction for, in his mind, for far too long.</p><p></p><p>He swiftly turned to face the barn fully, away from Geryk, away, unleashed a anticipating glance to the barn. He grinned wickedly, closed his eyes, and then let his grin fade into a coy smile before looking the cleric in eyes <span style="color: DarkOrange">“…Set fire to the <em>inside</em> of it!” </span>he then proclaimed while attempting to hold back a maniacal laugh, and failing badly. Grinning like a crazed demon, he started glancing about and the party <span style="color: DarkOrange">“Who has a torch they don’t care about!?!”</span> he asked in growing anticipation, wings flared up and twitching, and ready to scale the barn the very moment he gets his hands on the object in question, giving pause only to place everything, but his scythe, into his pack, wave to Geryk long enough to give him a chance to speak, and then bolt off onto the barn unless he had something to add, the would give him cause to not leap onto the barn, cleave hole in its roof and then start flinging flakes of oil into it and then setting it all on fire with a lite torch.</p><p></p><p>[sblock=OoC]How tall is the barn anyways? <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite8" alt=":D" title="Big grin :D" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":D" /></p><p>And sorry if I mad any misshaps with this post, it's very lat, night night ^^; [sblock][/FONT]</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Zerith, post: 5742387, member: 99953"] [FONT="][COLOR=DarkOrange]“Mei, you give no credit were commonsense is enough!”[/COLOR] Zinerath chirped happily, amused that none have, yet, noted objecton to working with a devil child.[COLOR=DarkOrange] “One, now [I]two[/I], parties have been sent ahead, one as a scout, and one as a recuing party.”[/COLOR] He began grinningly. [COLOR=DarkOrange]“The main force [I]might[/I] have blundered ahead without checking for blatant sources of ambush if only the relatively unaware scouting force failed to return, but for a second party that is on guard and believing it’s heading into ambush, or at least serious threat, to simply vanish?” [/COLOR]he chimed knowingly, smugly while leaning towards Mei-Ying with a broad grin.[COLOR=DarkOrange]"they would either come to examine this area in force or find an alternative route.”[/COLOR] He winked and added[COLOR=DarkOrange] “to do otherwise is either folly or stupidity on their part.”[/COLOR] Zinerath sighed, he was about to make an explanation. [COLOR=DarkOrange]“We travel from a host of Paladins and other holy warriors, proud and self-sure or not, they will now allow such a blatantly dangerous area to go unpurged before they risk they, duly noted, venerable and vital supply line to the unknown threat.”[/COLOR] Zinerath trailed on while looking at his hands, boring himself as he continued [COLOR=DarkOrange]“Given what Thok has told us there is little for the main force to lose if we vanish without reporting to them, it will just force them to react more powerfully, they will either rip the surround apart and remove any threat that we have and haven’t yet seen, or give it a wide birth and go around any possible threat altogether.” [/COLOR]He spoke, nearly nodding off before being suddenly invigorated at the ebb of this monologue and the flow of another. [COLOR=DarkOrange]“Aged wood dos not a strong wall make, simply baring the door will not hold them long, and the walls will likely give way long before the supporting timbers if lit from the outside, and if the undead bother to break down the door, or a wall, more than one or two will flood out.”[/COLOR] he chirped on happily, as if he was presenting good news all the while. He again reached into his pack with both hands, after leaning his scythe against his shoulder, and pull out several flaks, and some flint and steal; his face was positively giddy. It took no genus to surmise what were in the flasks [COLOR=DarkOrange]“So, I’m going to zip on top of that barn, [I]create a window[/I] in the roof, and look in…”[/COLOR] Zinerath spoke with enthusiasm and a burning psychotic glint in his eyes as he mentioned [I]creating a window[/I]. He had been fighting the urge to unleash want and destruction for, in his mind, for far too long. He swiftly turned to face the barn fully, away from Geryk, away, unleashed a anticipating glance to the barn. He grinned wickedly, closed his eyes, and then let his grin fade into a coy smile before looking the cleric in eyes [COLOR=DarkOrange]“…Set fire to the [I]inside[/I] of it!” [/COLOR]he then proclaimed while attempting to hold back a maniacal laugh, and failing badly. Grinning like a crazed demon, he started glancing about and the party [COLOR=DarkOrange]“Who has a torch they don’t care about!?!”[/COLOR] he asked in growing anticipation, wings flared up and twitching, and ready to scale the barn the very moment he gets his hands on the object in question, giving pause only to place everything, but his scythe, into his pack, wave to Geryk long enough to give him a chance to speak, and then bolt off onto the barn unless he had something to add, the would give him cause to not leap onto the barn, cleave hole in its roof and then start flinging flakes of oil into it and then setting it all on fire with a lite torch. [sblock=OoC]How tall is the barn anyways? :D And sorry if I mad any misshaps with this post, it's very lat, night night ^^; [sblock][/FONT] [/QUOTE]
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