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--Eventually, Kadarin patched up both sides of Vee's bleeding wound, and Moruz saved Aethelstan, by pouring out the entire cask of whiskey on the priest's head. Aethelstan wasnt moving. He had revolting purplish marks on his throat, and looked pale. Bloody nicks from others trying to "save" him lined his now pale face.

--The revolting Executioner's Hood, slid off the priest's head suddenly, sluggish and looking for an escape route. Dujek stepped on it repeatedly and finally Moruz stabbed it with his ouzala. It was now a black, jellied mess on the floor.

Moruz breathed life-giving air into the priest's lungs. Aethelstan spasmed, and drew breath. he was still lying there motionless. It would be a while before the strapping priest would be able to lead others in battle once more.

Vee lay there. He was alive, but like Aethelstan, the chances of a speedy recovery for the courageous rogue were slim.

For the moment it was over. Then the prisoners in the pit started screaming and petitioning to be let out.

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"I hope there's more of you. Things aren't looking too good." He looked down at his bloodied hands, and the haphazard work on the crossbowman.
Vee, the spear-man called him? Well, I never was good at first-aid.

Down into the pit, he hollered "I cut your ropes, and there is a rope to climb out - what more do you want?"

After that, he cast his eyes about, maybe his stuff, especially his precious spellbook, was nearby.

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Vee could smell the percular odor of the dig sites, that melange of human sweat, alkaline soil, and curdled oil. The sun burned above head, beating down on Nimz and the surrounding parched lands like a heartless overlord. It would be several months yet before the onset of winter and the rainy season. Plenty of time to dig down another ten or twenty feet into the current vault that had been opened. The teams were digging down pretty quick.

He made his way to the edge, but was confused at the digging team. Moruz, the Ouzquin Dremorix labored away in the pit, his glass tipped ouzala ripping into the earth, and there were voices from below. A man in robes was there, and Aethelstan wearing the most absurd looking hat.

"Get down man, unless you want to be skewered again." Red Hatchet said...or at least his severed head on a pike said as a crow pecked at it's cloudy eye. "Want to end up like me? Well keep on running head long into stupid situations. Didn't even think about cover...damn stupid heroics going to get you killed boy." The dwarf head scowled at him.

"I don't think you will look very nice with blood script and silver coins over your eyes," Talia Bladedancer said, her voice soft, close to his ear. She danced slowly, in the languid style of a gypsy in the morning. The pearl earring danged from her ear...

(OOC - fixed post for Vee's current HP)

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Awakening from his oxygen-starved stupor, Aethelstan clambered to his feet. His nostrils were assaulted by the smell of rotgut liquor clinging to his clothing and the disgusting ichor of the sack-like thing that had nearly finished him. As he stood, the pain in his head and neck only grew worse. He bit back words inappropriate for one of his station.

“First things first!” he said, after rejecting several other phrases that came to mind. Staggering up to Vee, he laid his hand upon the hideous, seeping wound in the man’s side. Grasping his holy symbol, he began intoning the prayers of healing.

Re: Back in the Day (Chapter I)

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Finally taking the time to actually look over the scene before him Dujek walked up to the 'wall.' Understanding what it was a long time before he even reached it he looked it over, shoddy work really, but for what they were using it. Well it served it's purpose well enough. Looking at the pit, that was higher quality, mainly because there were less angles to try to deal with, but all the noise coming from it ruined the effect. Looking around the dead end for any hidden holes or cubbies Dujek spent a lot of time poking otherwise solid walls with his cane, just to make sure.

"You see anything else lizard? Weird walls where they're not supposed to be, ankles sticking out of solid rock, any more cunning illusions?"

"What, I'd thought you'd notice stuff like that, or are you stupider than I thought?"

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Vee surveyed the field of carnage, there was an ample stock of weapons left strewn about as well as the prisoners and the bodies of the slain. He didn't want to think of how close he came to being one of those slain. Looking at Aethelstan, Vee remembered the dollor powders in his stock. He twisted the butt of the weapon and shook out one of the packets and took it to Aethelstan. "Here, the old fart back in Ganse said this would be a passable substitute until the apothecary could restock their healing potions." He passed Aethelstan a skin of watered down wine he lifted off of the dead bandit.

"Lets get some of this gear, that chainmail might be worth some money, or we might find a blacksmith who can adjust it so someone taller can wear it." Hopefully things went better for Talia and Aerex." Vee said looking at the others, "By the way, name's Vee Keykold, adventurer-upon-return, late of Nimz by way of Ganse." he said, extending his hand to the prisoner who had helped keep him from bleeding to death. (Kadarin)

(OOC - we take the swords, daggers, the regular crossbow, and the chainmail, leave the gatling crossbows and head back to meet up with the North Tunnel mafia)

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After some time and effort the companions helped eight prisoners out of the pit.

Kadarin: nuff said

Mouse: Mute, albino, weak youth. (Not much to say, but remember he was supposed to be brought to Jervoe soon!)

Nerise: Young, heavily scarred woman. She won’t say how she got here, only that she is a farmer’s daughter

Dabble: Small, nervous man. Claims he “collects ingredients” for someone named Mumwertz (if you haven’t heard of Mumwertz, the boy is surprised)

Mink: A plain, unassuming man. He does not speak much. Claims he’s a cousin of one of Ganse’s city guards, but that his cousin hates him.

Farap: Old man. He claims his job before he ended up here was skinning cats.

James Barley: Bleary eyed and five-days unshaved. He looks like a man who has lost the battle with the bottle.

Nameless:. A middle-aged man. He has his eyes and tongue cut out

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"I'm going to go get the others." Talia was getting a bit worried; both about the others and what would happen when the patrol failed to return. She headed back around the tunnel, relighting her torch as she did. Fortunately, she ran into the others about halfway.

"I see you had some trouble." She looked at them critically; most seemed like they'd taken a hit or two, and Vee and Aeth had taken considerably more than that, judging by the gaping hole and blood on Vee's clothes, and how pale Aeth looked. "Aerex and I got some information." She quickly told them all that the boy Ollie had given up. "Now, we just need a plan..." She trailed off as she looked at the prisoners trailing behind the others, then looked speculatively at the albino boy. "Actually, I think the two that we took were on their way to get him. The others will be expecting him soon, I think."

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Aerex marched his young prisoner into the southern tunnel. He quickly evaluated the situation. "Everyone mostly alright?" He looked at Vee and Aethelstan. "Partly alright, even?"

He glanced back at Ollie, who was grumpily kicking a pebble. "Sit," he ordered, and the boy quickly complied. "I think we can get into their forest base fairly easily. The kid says there's a river boat further down and a post that's lightly guarded. If we're real fancy, we might be able to take the guards out before they even notice. But we'll have to move quickly. Jervoe is expecting someone..." He paused as he noticed the albino boy. "Expecting him, actually," he said nodding in the direction of the child. "If he's willing, maybe we can use him to create some sort of distraction." He looked over the prisoners. "You're all to be commended for your bravery in this situation. You're welcome to go free, but if any of you can fight, we'll gladly have you along."

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"Can't fight very well myself, unless someone finds me a sling. I am a spellcaster and fortunately I have a little power left."

"Hopefully my spellbook is being held by those bandits you intend on attacking next. I lack the funds to replace it myself, so I have little choice but to come along with you. "

Unless I want to indebt myself further

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Tristan skipped a step as he walked at a nice clip towards the clearing and cave just six miles outside of Ganse, intent on finding the rest of the group who had helped him the day before. Guards stationed near the outskirts of the town had mentioned that the party had left bright and early that morn to begin searching that cave. He fingered the scar along his cheek at the memory of the day before; he'd keep it forever, a continual reminder not to jump headfirst into fights, especially against seven-foot tall Flind. His mace swung freely from his waist, bouncing against his leg as he topped the rise just before the cave entrance; he pulled it free, holding the rather weighty weapon loosely in his hand in case of a surprise attack. After the other day, he wasn't intending to lose half his face again.

His belt with pouches, newly bought once he realized he had left his at the monastary, shifted into an uncomfortable position now that his mace wasn't hanging from it, and he stopped for a second to adjust it, tightening to clasp on the front so that it was nice and snug. Nothing like an uncomfortable belt to distract you in combat. His ear twitched, and a sense of dread overcame him. Once or twice before he had had such a feeling, and each time it seemed divine-sent, for someone was deathly hurt who needed his help. He moved into the cave quickly, intent on finding the rest of the party.

A sacrifice to Trigu had sanctified the priest after combat the day before, and now he was ready to help those who needed it.

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A grim light filled the eyes of the injured monastic. “By the grace of Andur, justice has again triumphed, despite the doubts of our comrade Moruz. It seems now that an opportunity awaits us. By Senren’s Blade, now we may strike the brigand’s minions ere they learn ought of our victory here. After we smite their watchers, we may then move unexpectedly to smite the leaders of that fell band, cleansing this land like a chiurgeon lancing a boil!”

Eyeing the possessions of the fallen brigands, he noticed the battle axe. "Pass me that axe, friend, for I ken that it may be prudent to keep such a weapon ready to hand."

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"Yes, like my friend the good Inspector says, you're to be commended for your bravery. But are you going to run now, here's the only chance in your life that you'll get to repay these monsters for the things they did to you, and to others. Entire caravans slaughtered, women and children raped, men left to die in puddles of their own blood and guts. And what will you do, walk away?" Spitting on the ground, "NO, we should bring the fight to them, all of you shall have your vengeance! They will suffer for the cruelty they've brought, and this night shall not be soon forgotten!"

Turning he walked over to the group of his fellows. Looking at the priest he said, "I know your views on my arts, but for this let's set that aside. We've seen repeatedly how well we do in a frontal assault, but all these times it's also been us that was snuck up on. This time I say we use the night to our advantage, and the various spirits of the bandits. We arm those prisoners that come with us with torchs and clubs or spears if we can sharpen enough branches. We attack from a circle, setting every tent we come across on fire, and if we can, we fling a couple of my creations into the largest groupings of bandits as we can. Then we retreat to the perimeter, and pick off anyone that tries to flee the camp."

"The fires will ruin their vision, and so all we'd need to do is hide behid a simple bush for them to miss us. And as they run we scewer them like pigs on thier own crossbows. As the fires start dying down, then we go back in and mop up the best we can, killing anyone that isn't quite dead and getting as many heads as we can."

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True to his nature, Moruz remained silent as the group debated back and forth on the decision on just what to do about the bandits. He offered a slight tilt of his head and a raise of an eyebrow at Aethelstan's comment on his doubts, but dismissed it shortly. The glass shifter raised his spear suddenly at the sound of footsteps coming from down the passageway they had just come from, and shorty, Tristan burst from around the corner, nearly skewering himself on Moruz's Ouzala, which was promptly lowered. "Interesting scar," The glassman noted aloud, glancing at the cleric's cheek.

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"How about this," Vee said, "I can go and slip into the camp and learn what I can about their sentries, and such. What is it is sitting on a spit of land with water on three sides, these malnourished souls are not going to go swimming with burning branches and pointy sticks." he gestured to the man with no eyes and no tongue.

"But to do that we need to go up this tunnel, avoid the trip wires Ollie told us about and take the raft up the lake. We can argue all we want there. I can take the gear off of one of these dead bandits and do the disguise thing, I think I can pull that off. Perhaps the inspector can do the same and we take that bleary old drunk with us instead of the kid." Vee wondered hos much older than the youth he himself was, "Albino...old wino, whatever. I'm an unpaid bandit on guard duty," Vee said. If there are too many guards on the pier, we can send a few of them back here to help out with some locals nosing around in the tunnels, and you guys can given them the old hack and slash." Vee suggested. He was fairly confident that with surprise, he and the inspector could probably drop a bandit or two...

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"Vee - that may be an okay plan, but I need to let you know what you are up against.

When I was captured, they brought us to a large camp. There were more then a hundred of the B@stards there.
Also, I could smell Gnolls, though I saw none.

If you are planning on finding a small outpost of these creeps, I'm in, but nothing short of an army will be able to handle the main encampment. I'm interested in vengeance too, but walking dead and a few cripples with pointed sticks are not going to help you there."

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"Ollie. That the sack of meat you said you captured and just about let Talia have her way with. You still got him bound round there behind to corner a did you knock him out and dump him in some deep pit? Let's get him in on this planning. From what little I've seen of this mage's work, he's one sneaky cur, and I wouldn't put it past him to fake a couple scores of men. If, like you said, there's easily a hundred, then nothing we do, from a frontal assualt to burning down the forest to get their numbers down enough, but if it isn't that high... Well, I'm not so high and mighty as to be above poisoning their drinks. Nothing messes up a fight so much as a bad case of the runs."

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Aerex had brought Ollie with him, and Talia now grabbed him and dragged him closer to the group. "My friends have a point. Do you have anything to add to this? Are there really that many, or do there just appear to be? And does the camp have any readily exploitable weaknesses?" She glared at him menacingly. "I don't much care to be surprised."

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"Told ya' all I know. I've only been a member for a few weeks. All I know is tonight is Jervoe's birthday, and they all be celebrating!...Honest thats all I know."

"If ya' get on the Lake of Steam, half hour and you'll come out another cave, and then there it is. Just be careful not to drop into a "fun pit". They are all over. Oh and there are probably a dozen or so guards around the perim, perimet--place. Can I go now? If Jervoe sees me helpin you folks, I'm dead."

"Oh and best hurry. Jervoe be expectin' me an Hanno back with that...that...one", he said pointing to the albino mute with disgust.

The companions were all gathered now in the northern tunnel. Thirty paces from another "magic wall" dead end. It was warm and humid here.

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"If they are throwing a shindig, we might be able to sneak in easier," Aerex commented, rubbing his chin. "Everyone except the guards will probably have ale in their bellies, and even they might not notice Vee and I in disguise. We could at least figure out the base layout."

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Talia nodded. "Mm. I think we should go in with Vee and Aerex sneaking in, they can at least give us an idea of the layout. Maybe add Dujek's plan as well. But whatever we do, we need to do it fast. Surprise is the only way we're going to win." She started drifting back towards the passage where the "magic wall" entrance to the Lake of Steam was. "They are expecting people to return."

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"Hope you're right. Lets go."

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Aerex nodded. "First thing's first," he said, removing his uniform coat and tossing it on Ollie. Slowly, he reached a hand toward and finally through the illusory wall. A small ripple appeared where his hand entered. He shrugged, then stepped through. Looking over the corpses of the bowmen, he removed the least bloody-looking shirt and cloak from one and put it on himself. He picked up a handful of dirt from the cave floor and rubbed it on the coat, his hair, and face. "Hey, some of you guys want to help me find the trip wires? Tristan, Aethelstan, I'd bet your eyes are trained enough," he called out through the wall. He crouched down and looked carefully at the walls.

(ooc: Search check to find the trip wires)

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Watching Aerex slip through the wall, Dujek took the chance to slip back through the recesses of the cave until he was back at the pit. Looking around he found the cask of wine that had been dumped out on the thing. Grabbing that and his knife he walked over to the bandit's corpse. Hmm, the glassman hadn't put any coins on his eyes, did he just forget or is he simply being more pragmatic now, he knows we're just going to cut off their heads when we come back. Hmm...

No matter. Setting his gear and his cloak down a good distance away he started cutting into the man, while whistling one of the tunes he'd heard a bard playing sometime last month. Some tale about a great orcslayer and how his love turned out the be a decendant of a half orc some odd generations ago, and how he felt honor bound to slay her. Gods, how he hated those people. Willing to sacrifice all they had for some obscure ideal of perfection. Stopping his tune once the man's guts were in the barrel he put the top back on it and went to wash as much of the blood off of his hands as he could.

"Well, what shall I call you scales. Hmm? Awful quiet lately, planning my downfall, and whether you're going to eat my eyes or my tounge first?"

Oh, how absolutely funny you are. I don't think I'll be able to eat for a week I'll be too busy laughing. Half-blood.

Stopping cold in his tracks the color drained out of his face. Being very careful about what he was doing Dujek went back to work, finally stopping halfway back to the group he stopped and looked at the blight on his shoulder.

"So, you finally figured out what would just stop me cold didn't you? It's all right, it's not like it really matters here, or for a while now, my studies have garanteed that that will just be icing on the cake, but you know you're an absolutely artless nut-hook."

When he finally made it back he was his normal, introspective self again. Just like the waters off of his home village, suprisingly calm on the surface, especially for an ocean, but just waiting to drag you miles out to sea or pull you under in the ever present rip currents; he hide his emotions well.

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--Dujek withdrew quietly down the tunnel, skulking off cryptically, while Aerex proceeded in the other direction, walking through the still hard to accept earthen illusion that seemed a wall. Suddenly, he simply disappeared from view.

--Aerex saw them after twenty or so feet. Three string-like trip wires, each separated from the other by ten feet, though they were not truly meant to trip, but to warn. Sidestepping over them easily Aerex suddenly felt very warm. As he moved forward the tunnel widened, and after another thirty feet he came upon the so-called Lake of Steam, more of a slow moving underground river actually, he noted as he approached. He could only assume, as he gazed upon it, that this bizarre body of water must be heated from some deep thermal force.

A steaming subterranean river has intruded upon what was once a worked stone chamber, and condensation pours like sweat off the walls and ceiling. Two outriggers are “beached” nearby, with paddle-oars lying around haphazardly. The river seems to be approximately twenty feet wide, but its length is impossible to discern.

The outriggers seem in good working condition, and each appears to be able to hold three comfortably or four in a tight squeeze. The current seems lazy, paddling would be required, though it does slowly flow in the direction Ollie had mentioned would take them to the bandit camp.

On one of the walls, a dozen trout-like fish are hanging on hooks, fully cooked in the steam!

--Dujek returned. He had an odd, disturbing look about him, Tristan thought, as he eyed the sneaky necromancer.

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“We’d best be careful in these craft,” said Aethelstan, “If we fall in this water, we’re like to boil.”

He was about to climb aboard the unfamiliar canoe when a sudden suspicion swept him. He paused, trying to sense illusion, looking for the sentries that he had expected nearby.

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'Blood and ashes,' Vee thought as he shrugged into the used and filthy garb of one of the slain bandits. 'Here I go playing hero again.' He climbed silently into the front of one of the canoes, placing his crossbow across his lap, the second one at his feet. Both were loaded and ready to be fired, quickly if need be. He slapped the leather helm over his braids and tossed his slouch hat over the spare crossbow, hopefully he wouldn't need that second shot, but the gods favored those who were well prepared.

He looked back at the others, he waved for Matare and Aethelstan to join him in his canoe. Better to keep the inspector close, where he could keep an eye on him. If he found something good when they were raiding the bandits, he didn't want the nosy inspector insisting that he hand it over to the proper authorities. Aethelstan was a given, as he knew that the healer was the main reason he was still alive.

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--The moisture from the steaming “lake” drenches all your possessions in seconds. A roiling mist masks the boundary between water and air and mutes the sound of your oars. The heat is bearable, though the hot steam is most uncomfortable to breathe.

--Slowly, ever wary, the companions boarded their outriggers and began paddling into the unknown. The bizarre water-way was quite eerie, and silence reigned, as the companions peered through the mists, anticipating the worst.

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As Aethelstan peered about, caution bordering on paranoia written on his features, Ollie chimed in, “Whatcha lookin for, mister?”

Quoth the concerned cleric, “I fear that more of thy confederates lurk nigh this cavern, cloaked by illusion, much as the last that fell to our blades did lurk, cravenly hidden by evil magic.”

“Oh. They’re down the river a ways, not in here,” quipped the helpful prisoner.

“Thou shalt now sojourn to Ganse, in the company of the prisoners that once thy companions did torment. They have little cause to harm thee, as thou hast offered them no harm. Ere thou departest, I shall charge them most sternly not to offer thee harm and bind them by oaths most dire. As for myself, I have one more demand of thee.” The cleric roughly yanked off the youth’s torn and stained tabard, pulling it on to conceal the betraying pilgrimage tokens that dotted the surface of his leathern jack.

Handing a spare torch to one of the prisoners, a timid looking fellow named “Dabble”, Aethelstan threatened them with fire and brimstone should they betray his trust and fail to return the brigand to the town.

His sermon complete, Aethelstan clambered aboard the small vessel that Vee had already boarded.

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Moruz shifted uncomfortably - the heat didn't bother him, but all the moisture clinging to everything was foreign to him. After a moments thought, he snatched a couple of the trout off the wall, but dropped them to the ground - only keeping a pair of the large hooks that were holding them up; never know when they could come in handy! Wordlessly, he moved to the still empty boat and uncertainly climbed aboard - he was not a fan of boat-riding, even when it came to the huge ships that crossed the seas, and this flimsy craft simply did not look stable to him. Moruz carefully lowered himself to a seat whilst the priest dismissed the prisoners, then he spoke, "Let's get this done with, alright?" Give him hordes of rampaging Xaren any day!

(( At this stage it seems all prisoners, including Ollie and Mouse are going back to town. Aethelstan, Aerex and Vee look like they're going in one boat; So far, Moruz is in the other. ))

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Talia looked around. This place was... odd, but at least it was a larger cave than the ones they'd been in all day. She climbed into the boat next to Moruz; as big as he was, it would help if the rest of the people in the boat were more or less small. She glanced back at the prisoners. "If you folk are smart, you'll scamper back to town." The bandits might be expecting them to be bringing the albino, but she wasn't about to make a kid follow them into a situation that was likely to get them all killed. Then she turned to the others. "Let's get this over with."

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(OOC - Assuming that Aerex has no objections about joining the ship of fools, we set off)

Maneuvering the craft in the steaming water took a bit of practice, but after a few minutes of haphazard attempts at rowing the crew of the small ship found their rhythym. The man in the front of the canoe, Vee, dipped the oar as gently into the water as he could, not wanting to slap the surface. He alternated sides with Aerex, rowing on the left when Aerex was on the right, and on the right when the constable was on the left. Vee smiled at the similarities between himself and the constable, yes, very similar but always on different sides of the canoe. Every so often Vee stopped rowed and peering into the banks of mist, trying to keep the little craft near the shoreline. no good getting lost if the water suddenly widened and they were unawares...

(OOC - Perception check, Listen check)

His crossbows wouldn't fare very well if they had to endure this humid, clinging moisture very long...

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Kadarin looked at one of the steamed trout, hesitated a moment, and then grabbed it. Moving towards the canoe with Talia in it, he pulled the Mute along with him.

It had to be boats... he thought, munching away at the suprisingly good trout. Reaching down, he picked up a handful of reasonably large, round stones and put them in his pocket.

Climbing in to the outrigger, he took great care. "Don't want to end up like this trout" he said between bites.

"Care to row, or shall I" Kadarin said to Talia. Then he remembered how stiff his limbs were from the pit.
"Maybe you should to start. The steam should loosen my muscles soon and I'll take a turn"
Besides, I can finish my trout....

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Aerex rowed silently, trying to focus on the darkness surrounding them. Keykold still made him wary, but there was no denying he was a good sneak, a quality they certainly needed in this situation. Still, better safe than sorry.

The warm, dank air filled his lungs as he breathed quietly. I've got a bad feeling about this, he thought grimly. He watched cautiously around, half hoping he'd spot an unawares guard, half hoping he wouldn't spot any.

(ooc: Perception check)

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Aethelstan whispered to his two associates as the boat slid silently through the steaming waters, "T'would be best that I alone paddle; you twain should keep your bows ready lest we encounter the sentries mentioned to us."

He then handed his torch to Vee, adding "Douse the flame if foes spot us, unless they be of sorts that see in darkness. I shall then call forth light onto one of your bolts; we may thuswise place our foes in light, whilst they must needs peer into darkness."

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'Not a bad idea,' Vee thought as he pulled his oar back into the canoe. There was no current to speak of and it shouldn't be too hard for the cleric to keep the little boat going in the right direction. If he had to, Vee knew he could get his oar in the water pretty quick, plus unlike the inspector, he could use his weapon on-handed. He paused a moment to pass a few packets of the dollor powder from his hidden stash to the others who needed them.

(OOC - if you need some HP, feel free to take a packet)

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Climbing aboard the raft with the recent prisoner, Dujek sat down on his oar and watched the others sail off into the fog.

"Well, let's get going or else we'll lose our guide."

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Aerex nodded silently, handing the oar to the priest. Both himself and Vee were of more use armed with missles than paddles. He pulled his short bow from his pack, carefully strung it, and nocked an arrow. His nose crinkled and he wiped it quietly on the filthy sleeve of the borrowed jacket. The heat and strange odor of the steaming waters was starting to get to him.

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Tristan boarded the boat that Moruz and Talia occupied, so as to keep the divine protection spread around; though Andur was not a true diety, he was at minimum a celestial who had stayed close to his purpose in existance, and thus worthy of respect. Trigu would honor such beings when Creation drew to a close, and so the healing and protection of Aethelstan was more than adequate for the other vessel, especially since there was no expected fighting whilst on the water. He carefully stepped into the watercraft, making sure he didn't fall into the hot water that could boil itself with it's temperature. Surely it would boil him as well!

"Shall we go? Also, who is going to recon the encampment, and what's our ambush going to be like?" All these were asked in a slightly hushed tone, for even with the fog, sound carried well in caves.

Re: Back in the Day (Chapter I)

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"Vee and Aerex are scouting out the camp. The plan of attack is to attack the camp and cause as much chaos and death as possible, and hopefully hit at least one of their leaders, and then retreat before it turns into a battle. Then we'll pick off anyone that flees. By the way, you patched your face up suprisingly well."