World of Low'verok

Virgil glances at Pottofer, "I still do not think this is a good idea," tapping the spent tabac from his pipe he slips it into a pocket of his vest. "Demon-rats? Come on, you could not have found something more dignified," he huffs, "than clearing out a nest of rats? They should have bought an oversized celestial kitten to do this."

"Oh, you say someone is already down there? Dandy. Well, you first then Pottofer." Resting his hand against the hilt of his longsword, Virgil lays a grandiose sweep of his hand in gesture to the hole.

OOC: I'd decided on the Bard version finally. Will remove the other version from the RG
 

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Draxiksus male Lizardfolk Ranger lvl2

Drax grabs an extra flask, and hurls two of them to the floor, beyond the bottom of the stairs, to hopefully avoid lighting the stairs on fire. He will then light the oil with the torch, and step back up a couple steps, if the rats can make it through the fire at him. Drax decides that the sound of the fire and burst of light will alert his companions to his actions.






[OOC: if they are stone, or earth, the concern is moot.]
 

Ferrix said:
Virgil glances at Pottofer, "I still do not think this is a good idea," tapping the spent tabac from his pipe he slips it into a pocket of his vest. "Demon-rats? Come on, you could not have found something more dignified," he huffs, "than clearing out a nest of rats? They should have bought an oversized celestial kitten to do this."

"Oh, you say someone is already down there? Dandy. Well, you first then Pottofer." Resting his hand against the hilt of his longsword, Virgil lays a grandiose sweep of his hand in gesture to the hole.

OOC: I'd decided on the Bard version finally. Will remove the other version from the RG

Pottofer purses his pale lips, thinking. "Hurm...a celestial kitten, ya says? Meybe I kin help out in 'at case, shore nuff. Fer now, though, we gotta sees what we're up 'ginst." With that the rotund cleric trundles down the slippery bank, using his aspergillum as a makeshift cane.
 

Brigitte cursed quietly upon seeing all the rats skittering about the floor. There were so many of them! Seeing Drax throw the oil into the room, she draws her swords, preparing to cut down more rats.
 

*As the fire begins the rats are separated from the stairs by a wall of flame, and several rats are charred on the spot, squeaking shrilly as they die. However, right behind the group, there is some unexpected movement. Two portly men are making their way down the hallway, and seem just as surprised as you to find somewhere else in this forsaken place.*
 

Gaoi Gustwig : Air Genasi Wizard 3

As the air genasi watches the flames leap around down the stairs, he hears something from behind and twirls around.

"Someone approaches from the rear. Brigitte! Elexia! Be ready."

He addresses the newcomers.

"State your business! Friend or foe?"
 

"Well, since I imagine you are not an overtly humanoid shaped demon-rat of vast intelligence, I would have to say unless that was the case, friend." Virgil shakes his head a moment, "this here is my aqueous friend Pottofer," he gestures to Pottofer, "and I myself am none other than Virgil Sorrengate Winsyth the III," he sweeps a half-bow, "and now that introductions are over, what do you happen to be cooking down there that smells so atrocious?"
 

"The afore mentioned Demon rats." Elexia says. "I wish there were some other way of dealing with this plague but there seems to be none."

Her crook in one hand Elexoa holds out her right hand to Pottofer and Virgil.
 

Pottofer bows, his thin hair flopping over his portly face awkwardly as he rises from the bow. He wipes the hair back with a web-fingered hand and then extends it to Elexia. Then, as he realizes that his hand is now wet with his ever-present silmy sweat, he quickly withdraws his hand, wipes it upon his robes and then re-extends it. "Perhaps we kin be a'assistance, White Muther", he says, smiling.
 

Gaoi Gustwig : Air Genasi Wizard 3

"We can take care of introductions when we have more time."

He glances back down the stairs.

"We have more pressing matters at the moment."

Gaoi turns his complete attention to the rats below.
 

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