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Lerrick

The cleric positions herself to provide the light from the torch the best she can for the members of the party looking for secret doors.

Alordan cautions the torch bearers to light new ones before they sputter out.

Tlachtga

"This is my last torch, will need to make more the next time we are outside. If anyone else has one I can hold that one once this goes out."

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Freeday, 19th of Goodmonth
Early Morning, Partly Cloudy, Warm, Humid

Gramble pushes ahead into the darkness of the narrow tunnels while the others keep the light close enough so that everyone remains in its radius. Alordan continues checking along the walls for any secrets as they advance, but he finds only rough tunnels. Marks are made and torches are readied so they are available in case another burns out.

After rounding 2 more tight bends in the tunnel, the group eventually arrives in a hollowed out chamber with smooth walls containing 2 minotaur statues posed in peculiar positions. Both of them have frightened expressions and are holding their palms out in front of them, as if to fend off an attack or possibly to warn away anyone looking to proceed further.

There is nothing else noticed in this obviously altered section of the tunnel and the narrow passage continues beyond the stoned guardians.

Actions?

map: Gramble 14/16
Saracen 26/33 1/5 1st 1/2 2nd
Tlachtga 6/8 1/4 1st Torch: .9(40'r)
Cu AC:3 11/13
Lerrick 11/11 0/4 1st Torch:1.7(40'r)
Alordan 16/18
Maag 12/12
message on tiny decorative box

Maag

Maag awkwardly turns around, allowing others access to his backpack. "If der is one 'angin' off der back der, yer can take it", he calls over his shoulder. "But don't nick nuffin' else!"

Alordan has already stated that he has another torch out and ready to light, so no worries there. (unless he gets teleported next)

Tlachtga

Tlachtga grabs one of Maag's torches and will light it just before hers goes out. "Thanks my friend. We should be cautious but try to keep moving"

Alordan will follow along, thinking that the poses of these statues aren't a good sign...

Saracen continues as well, ready for an ambush or an attack from below or above as well as in front.

Lerrick

The cleric continues forward down the corridor with the rest of the group.

Jernau35 wrote:I can't access the dice roller at work, so I don't know what's on his character sheet. I think he's got a torch though.

Cant you see the sheets in the Character Sheets thread?
viewtopic.php?f=446&t=6226#p358651

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Freeday, 19th of Goodmonth
Early Morning, Partly Cloudy, Warm, Humid

Gramble continues past the worrisome statues and around another tight bend in the passage. The tunnel narrows even more, allowing no movement back and forth through this area, when a light is suddenly spotted straight up ahead.

Gramble and Saracen see the backs of three people who all appear to be standing there staring at something on the floor in front of them in the entryway to a larger chamber. They remain still and silent, none of them turning to see who might be approaching. The one closest to you is a complete stranger, but the other two look a lot like Cresty and Andron. The tunnel is as silent as a tomb and there is a strange, foreboding feeling in the air here.

Actions?

map: Gramble 14/16
Saracen 26/33 1/5 1st 1/2 2nd
Tlachtga 6/8 1/4 1st Torch: .8(40'r)
Cu AC:3 11/13
Lerrick 11/11 0/4 1st Torch:1.6(40'r)
Alordan 16/18
Maag 12/12
message on tiny decorative box

Saracen will call out but not too loudly, in a kind of harsh whisper ... Crestbrook, Andron, we found you! Come, the way out is back here. We need to get outta here!

He waits to see if the two respond.

Tlachtga

Tlachtga waits for a reply.

Maag

Maag nudges Alordan. "Dis will get der attention".

"OY! CRESTY!," he bellows. "DER IS A VIRGIN OVER 'ERE ABOUT TO BE EATEN BY A DRAGON OR SUMFIN!"

Maag waits a moment, frowns, then bellows again, "NOT ME! I'M NOT DER VIRGIN! IT IS ANUVVER VIRGIN!...I MEAN A DIFFERENT VIR...LOOK IT'S NOT ME, ALRIGHT?"

"It's not me", he mutters again to Alordan.

Tlachtga

"Well, if they don't respond to that we aught to very carefully investigate." Tlachtga says with a chuckle.

Alordan looks at Maag with a snicker, "You're so busted."

Remembering the peril and and evil of all that his life has become, he quickly becomes stoic and uncertain about what's going on up ahead.

Andronichishche wrote:"Redrum ... redrum ... redrum ...