The mysterious cave 2 - Scorpanid troubles - RPLOG

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14/10/479

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Reinhard had picked those who signed up for the job up at the guild and has lead them to the sewers and down to the entrance of the tunnels at a casual stroll. His bulky white and gold armor and the huge hammer on his back did not seem to slow or hinder him in any way. Neither did entertaining the small group with stories of his various exploits the whole time. Now that they finally reached their destination though, he is much more serious. "Alright. Should be a fairly standard job. We go in there, check out whats making the noise and probably make it dead." He shrugs. "Any questions?"

Lucasiel might not have been fond of making the trek down to the undertunnels in her armour, but she wasn't about to leave it behind, and a job was a job. Money aside, it was a good way to stay in shape and was far more exciting than work-outs, she couldn't deny. "No questions from me, at least. Sounds fairly routine."

Kastovin was itching to do something because he has been doing nothing but read for the past few days. When it came up that there was some open positions in this expedition into the tunnles, he jumped on it to just break the monotony of life. Looking around, he thinks he may be the least prepared of the group, but this does not stop him! He hears Reinhard talk and he responds "Do we have any idea what the noises are?"

Fenris saunters along behind the rhino, listening amiably to the stories he has heard a hundred times before. The tiger is dressed a little different today. He still has on his long, heavy, leather coat, but the Creator style suit underneath has been swapped for one made in matte black and lined with silvery plates of some sort of metal. A little silvery golem shaped like an otter with glittering eyes scampers along at his feet. "From down here?" he addresses Kastovin, "Could be anything from plumbers to Lost to magical spirits. Best to be ready for anything."

Zuri nodded at the rhino's words as he spoke, smirking. The small salamander was wearing his old adventuring garb, for once, a stylish overcoat sporting dozens of stitches, patches and mends, courtesy of many a narrow brush with mortal danger. "Make it dead. I like that one.. yea, we can do that, right guys?" He looks around at the mercenaries, and smiles at Lucasial. "And miss!" He looks back at the rhino as Kastovin asks his question, and nods. "Yea. Are we talking like.. growly, hissy, roary noises or.. slithery, snappy, creepy noises or... 'please don't mind me moving this heavy crate of contraband noisily' noises?"

The rhino squints down at Zuri. "Some sort of scratching and clicking is what it was described it by most accounts. I just hope we don't have to go knock down a wall or two to get to the source. Would be a shame. As for what they are, the Tiger is right, could be just about anything." He draws his hammer and rests it on his shoulder, carrying his torch with the free hand and taking the lead down the dark of the tunnels.

"Wonder if it's the work of some of those servitors. I hope not. Their metal tends to blunt my edges," Lucasiel says with mild distate. "Though I'd rather that than the Lost Ones, I suppose. I image we'll find out when we get there," she adds, nodding a greeting to Zuri in return.

Kastovin is wearing a pitch-black robe with gold stitchings at the seams. His head is obscured by the hood that he is wearing, but the faint glow of light can be seein in his darkness. "Whatever it is..." He says, looking back to Zuri "...I hope we can avoid conflict and persuade them to leave. But, if not, I will fight." He digs into his robe from the flap on his chest, throws something into his mouth, and lightly chews. A smile creeps across his semi-covered face and he says "Whatever it is, I am sure it would be a good story to tell later on."

"Light, Kawa," Fenris says, walking along with the others, hands jammed deep into the pockets of his heavy, protective overcoat. At his command, some of the close fit, overlapping panels on the little otter golem slide aside to let a cool, green-tinted glow fill the tunnel. He looks around with interest.

Zuri follows along as the group starts walking. He's clearly armed for a conflict. The hilts of two blades are clearly seen poking out the top of their respective scabbards, tucked to his left hip and ready to be drawn. He opts to arm himself with his bow however, looking over at Kastovin with a smile. "Hope for the best, prepare for the worst. Chances are we're going to have to get our hands dirty here. Not literally dirty, ew, but you know.. stab things. Or shoot things." His tail lightly drags on the ground as he walks, keeping an eye on their surroundings while letting the others track a path ahead.

The paths leads on for quite a bit until the group reaches a hole in the wall. Stones have been stacked all the way up to block access to it, but it would be easy to get them out of the way. Reinhard stops the group. "Well. Would you look at that. A hole in the wall in an area said to have noises coming from the walls. Might as well investigate, yes?" He does not wait for an answer and is quick to remove the stone blocking the entrance, his armor whirring lightly as he does.

Lucasiel pulls her shield around from her back, flexing her grip around the handle of the elongated kite shaped object. "Well, there's something back there, for sure." Her bearded axe comes next, into her free hand as she assumes a ready pose in the event something springs out as soon as the stone is moved away. "Make ready, just in case."

Kastovin lets a staff drop from his sleeve of his left arm, which might be way he has not been moving it this entire trip so far. He grips it in his paw and raises his right arm up and points it to where Reinhard is undoing the stone. Light starts to get brighter under his black hood, now it's clearly cyan in color. "I am ready." He says from the depths of his hood, looking at Lucasiel and the rock.

Fenris looks with interest at the tunnels. "You know," he says, looking around, "This place is familiar." He waits just long enough for Reinhard to open the way before directing his golem ahead and following close after.

Zuri wastes no time. Once the path is cleared he slinks through the opening, peering around into the newly opened passage before fading off to one side and scouting out the flank. He looks back at Fenris as he mentions how familiar the place feels, nodding. "Yea. Eerie feeling here.."

The hole leads to a tunnel that is quickly splitting into many different directions, but only two are large enough for an average being. The others would comfortably allow a dog to fit through them. Fenris and Zuri, heading into the new area first, end up with their faces full of spiderwebs and, moments later, feel something the size of a large hand drop onto each of their heads.

Lucasiel cants her head to the side, looking towards Kastovin for a moment before shrugging. "People are always eager to be moving on, it seems. I suppose we shouldn't let them get too far ahead," she says, before starting into the hole after Fenris and Zuri, shield first.