second. well said.
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"Where?" still advancing.
puts one hand behind back and motions for rand to go the way the hobgoblin went.
"Well, orc, we're here to tell you Ramscorn is dead, and unless you want to follow him to the grave, you'd better tell us what it is youre here for." Flint says imperiously, glaring at the orc on the throne.
sweet
aiight, I dont have those, so here goes
Moves into the room, then, just loudly enough to be heard by the creatures: "He must be in charge here, since he sits the throne, but don't you find it odd that a mere orc would be in such a position over a mighty hobgoblin?"
Reaches for a pouch of components...
Moves carefully towards the door.
Flint carefully scrapes some of the substance into a vial
fortitude:
Flint takes up position behind and to the left of Rand and reaches into his belt pouch, feeling for certain components. "Shall we?"He whispers.
testing dice roller:
"Shall we see if any have recently passed through?"
"Aye, perhaps we can glean some information from the followers of this rough beast..."
"Aye, me as well."
"They were savvy, you're lucky I found you before they left you naked... also they were orcs." Flint grins and claps rand on the shoulder.
"There does appear to be a set of stairs. Perhaps Balta should take the lead, he may tread more lightly than we two..." stepping aside so Rand may walk ahead.
"Then perhaps we should proceed with caution." flint murmurs creeping forward to peer over balta's shoulder.
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