"Aye" the burly, and surly, Dwarf mutters as he inspects the items without touching them... Then, suddenly remembering they have prisoners, his head snaps up, two different stern looks warring for real estate as he makes sure he can see them and they're not being stupid.
Deciding that the gear is good stuff, Gilgar picks up the axe and armor. Hauling the armor back to the exit stairs, he sticks it in a corner for retrieval later, straps the glowing axe to his back, and is ready to move.
Both kobolds nod eagerly and jump to face the druid. "Yes, sir, He-Who-Commands-Wolves!""No, he commands fire - didn't you see what he did in there? Told that fire what to do, and it did it. The wolf just sat there and watched.""No, before that, you idiot! He commanded the wolf to sit there, and it sat there!" Punch in the shoulder. "You dimwit! The wolf sat there because it wanted to sit there!"
Laucian steps between to intercede. "I'm sure this debate could go on for some time, but I believe what Master Nox needs is for the two of you to lead us to the children."
"Oh, yes! The pink bl...." He stops himself at his fellow's elbow to the ribs so suddenly, you think he may have swallowed his tongue. "He means the children. You want to find the children." Vigorous nodding all around.
Their counsel is essentially to head straight down the hallway where the gelatinous cube was encountered. Map update forthcoming, probably tomorrow.
If they are the ones with the mean words, why would we get mad at you for telling us what they said. They are not your words. Do you know what they wanted with the children? Is it their blood that will go on the crown?
Kibbo, looking very uncomfortable, mumbles, "Kibbo show Mighty Axey-Axe and Mighty Longblade where next." He moves to the front of the party.
Jarrdreg, realizing he's been left to explain alone, gulps visibly. "Um, yes, the prophesy says blood of pink-skin young, so warriors go to steal, um, pink blood-bags for the crown." He cringes. "We help save children, though, we no want blood on crown, yes?"
The map shows 60' from the intersection, so that's what Gilgar can see without light. I'm assuming that Laucian will use his Dancing Lights to illuminate the same for the rest of the party. If you want him to send his lights out farther, you have but to ask. Oh, and the things visible to the left appear to beds or bunks of some sort. They are made up identically and very tightly. You might not be able to bounce a gold piece on it, but then again, you might be able to...
Your eyes can't pick anything out yet, but you notice something that causes you to stop Laucian as he gets ready to push the magic illumination down the hallway ahead of you.
Pausing, you hear the sounds of a pitched battle, and it's close. They probably didn't hear your fight because they were already in a battle themselves. Two voices stand out - one presumably an adult shouting "En Garde!" and "Take that, you fiend!" and a younger voice, likely a girl, yelling "Ow!" followed quickly by a thud and and angry reply in Draconic.
When you have Laucian darken his lights, you can make out feeble torchlight in the room up ahead, to the left.
Some explanation to go with Nox' spoilered information up above - he heard something and asked Laucian to douse his lights. Once the glare of those lights was gone, it was apparent that feeble torchlight is coming from around the corner of a room up ahead.
Graymoon pauses to listen. "Good ears, Nox, but hold up."
Moving like a ghost down the darkened hallway, the ranger stows his sword and readies his bow. Getting to the corner, he peeks around and hold up a hand, fingers outstretched, then closes all but two.
He comes back to meet the rest of the party about 10' from the corner and whispers his report. "Six kobolds like we defeated earlier and one that has an odd weapon; four kids, but one might be a halfling."
Three large stone tables stand in the middle of this room, while the long benches that once stood next to them have been knocked askew and overturned.
In the lower left of the map, a stout boy or a halfling man grapples with a kobold slightly larger than the others you've seen. An odd weapon that almost looks like a metal bird's claw on a length of chain is on the floor next to them.
Four kobolds are gathered around a table in the middle of the room pointing underneath and laughing. You can't see what has their attention, but you can hear a child crying, "Kimi! Kimi! Help me, Kimi!"
Two more kobolds have a girl cornered in the far corner. She carries an impromptu club and the kobolds seem hesitant to approach. "Mikra, run! Run!"
Kibbo gives Gilgar an exaggerated wink before running straight into the room. After a few steps he (apparently on purpose) runs into a bench, throws his hands in the air, and screams, "Aaaaggggggh!" He disappears through the opening on the north side of the room.
The kobolds around the table all look up and a child peeks out from under the bench at the little slave's antics.
Meanwhile, Graymoon brings his bow to bear on Nox's target, who was sufficiently distracted that he didn't even realize he'd been targeted by the druid's errant shot.
Even with the kobold trying to dodge the girl's club, Nox scores a direct hit on one of her foes.
Kibbo turns around, proud of himself, but seeing two of the warriors followed him, he reconsiders the wisdom of his course of action. He says, acting very agitated, something in Draconic.
"The... the ghost! The ghost is chasing me!"
The warriors look at each other. One of them (#2) glances over his shoulder and, seeing the glowing axe on Gilgar's back, sounds very alarmed and the two kobolds make haste down the corridor past Kibbo and disappearing around a corner.
"I see it! It's right behind us!"
Graymoon steps out of the hall and takes careful aim at the kobold currently without a dance partner. Using Deadly Aim, not using Rapid Shot However, his arrow flies wide once again as the ranger mutters an improbable anatomical suggestion for his target to consider in Elven.
The grappled kobold once again tries to free himself and grab his weapon lying nearby, but he cannot quite get free of the halfling's grasp this time.
I don't think this will interfere with Perrin's action, so: Jarrdreg steps to the side to see past the frothing dwarf as he loads his sling again, letting fly at Graymoon's target. Once again, his stone flies true, hitting the kobold warrior (#4).
Laucian moves to where Graymoon had stood and peers around the corner, but does not act.
Take it he does. The blow stops him in his tracks and he crumples like a snake's shed skin, opening his ally (#4) to an attack from the companion wolf. Only if you so choose, Nox, but Perrin has the option of charging or simply move and attack.
With better light, it is obvious that the one grappling with the kobold is a halfling. While he has maintained his grip this round, he appears to be struggling to do more than that. That is, he failed to pin his foe.
Perrin's new chew toy squeaks, drops his sling and takes up his spear in both hands as he backs away from the canine's canines. Heh.
The two kobolds facing the girl are indecisive and when she hits the arrow-struck one a glancing blow, they decide to sway the wrestling match in their ally's favor, moving over and grabbing at the halfling.
The other two actually make their flight from the 'ghost' at this time.
Perrin disappears through the doorway. His grown is accompanied by a squeal of fear that is suddenly cut off as a meaty thud can be heard.
Jarrdreg runs over to the wrestlers and kicks the strange weapon away.
Laucian moves to the table where the boy still whimpers and speaks in low tones trying to get him to come out. You see him pull something from his pocket and hold it on his open hand. He moves his hand over the object, which turns out to be a coin, and it floats off his hand and under the table. His success is questionable at best, however, as the coin comes flying back out in his general direction as "Kimi!" is heard once more. Thoughtfully, he walks away and retrieves the copper before turning to regard the child.
The girl with the club is considering joining the melee around the halfling, but the boy's cry decides it. She runs over to the table, "Mikra! Did they hurt you?" as she crawls underneath and cradles the sobbing child.
Gilgar is up, but I think it's time for a map update. Please hold, your pbp gaming experience is very important to us.
The boy is terrified, his eyes closed tight, his head on the, by appearances, younger girl's shoulder. Her attitude is not one of fear, but determination. Hearing Gilgar's words, she nods sharply. "I'm Kimi. This is Mikra. We have to go back and get the others." Her teeth clenched, she adds, "We got out with the halfling and the elf, but..."
She sets her jaw and looks the dwarf in the eye. "I'm going back to help get the others."
The halfling continues to struggle with the kobold, unable to get the upper hand.