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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Wraithdrit" data-source="post: 1138810" data-attributes="member: 10820">Smuggler’s CoveUnderdarkMarpenoth 6th, 1372, Early morningWill leaned back from the maps and looked around. “Everyone got it?”The group nodded, everyone looked at each other with a mix of grim determination and mild excitement.“Perhaps I can help a little.” The voice was deep and otherworldly, instantly recognizable by Delorian. Without looking, the monk dropped to one knee as he spun around. The others spun as well, most found weapons in their hands before they even really knew what was going on.“My lord.” Delorian spoke softly, knowing the prince’s hearing was, like his, superior to human hearing.Standing against one wall, his arms cross, his cloak flapping in some unfelt breeze, was Clariburnus. He stepped from the wall and tossed Delorian a belt wrapped around an amulet. “A monk’s belt, and an Amulet of Might Fists. I will need the bracers and your old amulet back.” Delorian stripped the bracers and amulet off and handed them to his prince. The magic tattoo glowed faintly on his forearm, revealed without the bracer to hide it.Clariburnus turned to the others, regarding Will mainly. Will was watching the shade, a look of distrust in his eyes. “Your return will benefit the group greatly Will. Welcome back. I’ll cast a few enchantments upon your group to help with your trip.” He began with a pair of stoneskin enchantments on Delorian and Mytrym. “When you are all ready to depart I will turn you invisible, that way you can save the rest of Naria’s invisibilities for later.” He not only knew her name, but he knew their plan. How long had he been there?The prince looked between the few members of the group and pulled out a pair of rings. “These will allow someone who can not see in the dark to see as if it were daylight.” He handed them over. Will gave one to Amador and the other to Marcus.The prince looked at Will and frowned, “What of you?”Will shrugged and smiled, “Its something I learned to do a while ago. Part of my training in the ways of the element of fire.”Clariburnus grinned, “An elemental savant. How interesting.”  He held out a bag next. Will took it and opened it to see twelve small potions. “Moderate curing, so you can save Amador’s spells for their proper uses.” He went into another round of casting, and soon Mytrym, Plickit, Marcus, and Delorian were hasted and Plickit and Marcus could see invisible things. Another spell and the entire group felt invigorating, endurance coursing through their veins.The prince looked around, “Good luck. You are about face, the most difficult challenge your group has ever faced. May whatever god you worship favor you this day.” With that he cast one last spell, causing the entire group to fade from sight.Will’s voice came out first. “Alright, first things first. The silence spells…”Sentry PostUnderdark, just above Szith MorcaneMarpenoth 6th, A few minutes later…The drow sentry sniffed, and shifted his weight. He glanced over at his companion and shrugged gently. His companion frowned at the noise then turned to look back down the natural corridor. The surface dwellers could return at any time. He wanted to be ready for them.Things got very quite and he turned to his companion to ask him if he heard, or rather, did not hear that. His eyes shot open with surprise when he saw that he was falling backwards. Nine small metallic wedges were embedded in his companion’s head, neck, and chest. He crumpled without a sound.He tried to yell and spin on the attacker, but he was faced with the fast moving form of a shade dressed in monk garb. Before he could raise his hand crossbow a foot lashed out, breaking his arm at the elbow. A knee ripped up into his gut, and he spat blood onto the stone as he doubled over. Hands grabbed his head and it twisted at an impossible angle. He shuddered and died without a sound.Mytrym watched the fight from behind the sentries. Seeing it was over he flew down the shaft and down the long corridor leading to the second shaft. A bright glyph flashed on the corridor wall beside him. He expected to see an explosion from the trap, but not hear it, due to the silenced dagger he was carrying. Instead there was nothing. Interesting.He flew further and a symbol flashed on the floor. This time he felt it. Pain went coursing through his body. He nearly flew face first into the wall, it caught him so off guard. It was not the pain of an attack, but a constant pain that coursed through him over and over. Gritting his teeth, he managed to get a point where he could move and think again, but constantly the pain distracted him. He turned back to the party. Plickit saw the paladin jerk around and wave him off. He stopped and looked over to where the rest of the party should be. After attacking his invisibility was gone so he motioned the party to stop and pointed forward and shook his head a few times.Will stopped and stepped back from the silence effects. He cast a quick detect magic and saw the massive bubble of energy coursing from a point down the corridor. He centered a dispel magic on the effect and it disappeared from his magical sight.He tapped Plickit on the shoulder and he motioned for the group to keep going.On the ledge below Te’tria paced and shook her head gently. One of the sentries cried out in surprise and she looked up to see him pointing at a massive granite wall that now stood between them and the chasm. She yelled out, “To arms!” just as a massive cone of freezing energy ripped through almost her entire team. A human mage was spider climbing along the edge of the shaft. He was good, to get both those spells off so quickly.She of course did not see the rest of the group, including Amador, who had cast the wall of stone.The shouts of battle mixed with shouts of surprise. New assailants appeared out of nothingness as they laid into her troops. Rapiers flashed, bolts flew, but the drow were outmatched, surprised and had nowhere to run. The battle was over before it even started, and not a single drow stood standing.The heroes of Tethyamar tossed aside the various silence objects for a moment. Will nodded, pleased with how well things were going. “Alright. Perfectly done all. Here’s what we do next…”</blockquote>

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