(YBA) Diaochan in Wicht's lair alone

[tleilaxu]

Diaochan stops and waits a second. She looks toward the sun briefly and then (with disgust) looks toward the zombie to see whatever signs she can read.

 

[Wicht]

What signs are you looking for?

As Diaochan observes the lifeless ghoul, she notices it had long claws and canine like fangs set in a vaguely human face. Its yellowish skin seemed to have been rotting and it was covered in dirt and mud as if it had been digging a lot.

 

[tleilaxu]

Diaochan heads back toward the orc tunnels...

 

[Wicht]

Diaochan makes it through the cemetery without further ado.

She heads down the steps, past the abandoned arena and is now outside the entrance to the caves.

All seems strangely quiet within.

Am I right in thinking that you should have leveled?

 

[tleilaxu]

yeah... i'll figure out what i want to take for my 5.5 experience. meanwhile...

Diaochan proceeds down the tunnel...

 

[Wicht]

Entering into the cavernous entrance, Diaochan notices the silence. Nothing seems to be moving within. There is the faint and disgusting odor of burnt flesh lingering over everything but that is all.

The first room of the lair is completely empty and dark. No lights flicker in the tunnels and the sound of the sandy floor under her feet as she steps as all she can hear. While Diaochan knows that there are three other exits out of this room, she cannot see them.

She needs a light.

 

[tleilaxu]

Diaochan walks back outside and looks for a branch she can make into a torch...

 

[Wicht]

As she hunts ont he ground for suitable pieces of wood, her eyes stray to the nearbye arena where there are torches, unlit, hanging in ancient sconces around the sandy floor of the arena.

Otherwise there are no immediate branches and she will have to walk back over to the cemetery hill where there are some trees growing.

 

[tleilaxu]

Diaochan decides to explore the arena

 

[Wicht]

As diaochan walks into the arena, she notices that there are four ancient booths around, enough for four fighters. The banners that once fluttered are however long gone and al that remains is rotted wood. As Diaocahn steps onto the sand, a voice from behind her asks, "For honor, for profit, or to the death?"