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Wishing you all the very best for 2014. May old acquittance be forgot!
“This isn’t the place for you.” (That voice, he recognizes it.)
. . . Alas, if we still had brave Goukhan around to lead by example." Damn straight!
You know, if you had recovered me with basilisk blood instead of smashing me to bits, I'd have dealt with this guardian-thing for you by now. . .
I'd like to see how you intend to get by without my leadership now!
Ghoukan spins around at the sudden attack from the rear. (fails!) Once he does, he catches sight of the lizard's terrible vibrating eyes. Another thunder-crack resounds as the soldier's body is transformed into solid rock. In desperation he lunges and tries to throw his spear overhead, but it doesn't leave his fingers before it becomes transfixed in his grip - forever.
Ghoukan says some stuff. Osirion speakers only: "We are being savaged from all sides! Form up! Form up!"
Ghoukan advances 15 feet, taking a square behind Breach. He's shouting stuff too. . . Osirion speakers only:: "Have at him!" "Pour it on!" "Keep it off balance!" "Don't let up!"
"I say we just leave him be. He's mind's shot. He's not goin' anywhere and... WILL SOMEONE PLEASE SHUT HIM UP!" He yells as Ghukan continues to yammer. Waiting for Gandel to finish responding, "Nevermind. I'll fix this." Placing his axe up, he moves over to Ghukan and makes sure he's got his attention. "Shut! Up!" He pantomime's being quiet by drawing his fingers across his lips as if zipping them. "Or I will cut you clean in two!" He pulls his axe back out and shows him the blade of it, up close and personal like. Pulling the axe away, he re-emphasizes being quiet with a duplicate pantomime before returning to his position. "Alright! Let's go. We're wastin' time sittin' 'round talkin' about numbers and such. Time ta move." - And with that Ghoukan falls silent. But the look in his eyes makes it clear there is no love lost between these two.
Ghoukan responds to Gandel. Osirion speakers only: "Now it's eleven? This numerancy is complicated stuff. Well, if you say. Who am I to doubt the Sand Sage?" "Really, while I appreciate the confidence you all have, if I were a pyramid architect, I would build a funnel in the entryway for tomb robbers, probably not unlike this one. I haven't seen a single option to go left or right." "We should be looking for a hidden passage out of here. I think when you reach the end of this shaft, that's when whatever happened to these poor saps jumps out. Ka-Zam!" He taps his spear to the ground for emphasis.
Despite Breach's heartfelt request, it would appear that now Ghukan is yelling at Karek: Osirion speakers only: Suddenly remembering, Ghoukan adds excitedly: “No, no, no – you there! That slave can’t come with us. He’d bring our number up to eleven. It’s essential that our number stay at ten.” “Just ask this one here,” he says pointing at Gandel.
Ghoukan is once again helpfully saying "stuff". Osirion speakers only: Ghoukan is speaking to the catatonic slave. "Don't just stand there. Get over here." The Exemplar's experts have arrived - we're here to help you." (After a pause) "Are you deaf slave?!" "Hey, somebody poke him or slap him. He needs to snap out of it. Don't let him step in those pools."
Once offered, Ghukan takes a swig of Karek's bottle. A moment later he makes a strange whining sound as he tries to cover-up his gag and spew reflex. He passes it back, trying to pretend he enjoyed it, but fooling nobody.
"Sounds wonderful. To lessen our chances of meeting a similar fate to these unfortunate chaps, perhaps we should enlist a willing subject to scout slightly ahead and encounter for us at least some of the potentially unpleasant surprises that surely await. I speak, of course, about a most amicable arcane servant who can walk ahead, perhaps carrying this useless bow of mine or one of these broken spears, with light suitably placed upon it. He will not trigger all known traps or wards, but he may at least serve as a useful initial distraction to any foul guardians, tripwires, and the like. Shall I summon such a servant to sally forth ahead of us?" - Osirion speakers only: "Could everyone please stop ranting in code so I can follow what the scorch is going on here?!"
For those who speak Osirion and care to listen to Ghukan: "Well. . . well it's about time somebody filled me in." "Glad I could help then."
Ghukan is going on about something. . . Osirion speakers only:
Ghukan is trying to get some semblance of organization amongst the useless turds surrounding him. He appears to be trying to send Karek and Halstadt up ahead to scout with instructions. He laments that he is surrounded by illiterates who are incapable of reading the walls which obviously must contain important information. Then when Donkor seals off the rear of the entry shaft by weaving a powerful magic, Ghukan turns a shade of white. Osirion speakers only: "You're no guard!" he says to Donkor. "What in the desert's name is going on here! What sorcery is this?!"
Turning to Ghukan, "As you command Suhere! Everyone form up! With this bold leader, we are sure to succeed in a successful exploration!" - "Only if the rest of these louts aren't as mentally defective as you are," he mutters, still obviously sore that Donkor recruited him into this death trap.Then, demonstrating his firm grasp of adventuring tactics, Ghukan begins calling to Gandel's dancing lights, wrongfully assuming they are four more of 'his' men in the darkness ahead, yelling at them to return.
Sooron, I don't know who your new friend is, or what he is doing in here with us - but if he does not behave himself, I will send him to say hello to your goddess..., he rumbles. - As if on cue. . . he begins shouting in Osirion:Osirion speakers: "Ah good! Someone brought light." "Well let's try and make the best of this accursed situation. Form up! As the ranking Suhere*, I'll do you all a favor and assume command. Maybe some of us will see daylight again." *a term loosely describing a lesser military field officer - of the non-noble variety. It's a broad term so there are different kinds of Suhere, but a Suhere normally ranks below an Okaro (a Captain/Leader).
- The guardsman in question flees the smashing blocks heading deeper into the pyramid. He falls in behind Karek, who is now about forty feet into the corridor. He is craning his head this way and that in the darkness, seeing very little. He is probably still cursing, but he cannot be heard over the rock shower.
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