Jin turned away from the last rat. Knowing that it would probably prove just as unhelpful as the last one. He looks to his blood stained self and the dead creatures sprawled about the room.
They didn't need to die, they were just slaves without a will of their own. But Jin had killed them anyway. He felt much less remorse then he thought he would for the creatures. Mostly he just felt anger.
Pharnox calmly spoke in elven...
Nunc tuum ferrum Anyka paratum, in tempore ad perficiendum, quia hoc, ut, si gladium tuum in vaginam ... et posuit illud in quo est, secare, excidetur, et in tuo, hoc erit, distraham cum vocalis funibus, et reducere in aliquam vocem rat fecit, non possumus ... reservate vobis cognitio rerum non possunt hic hostis. Inst hunc modum cu ius habemus, eius silentium pro nostra salute solum ...
Keep your knife ready Anyka, when the time comes to finish this move your knife as if your putting it back in it's sheath... Then cut down and slice in your direction, this will sever the vocal cords and reduce any noise the rat makes... We cannot keep it alive, we cannot afford enemy knowledge of what we have done here. We have no way to restrain or gag this creature, for our own survival his silence is the only way...
"Master only one who come and go. Master hold key."
"Where is the master?" Anyka starts shaking slightly,
Seeing Anyka shake, Gashka puts a reassuring hand on her shoulder to let her know her friends are behind her.
The reality of what just happened hit Tikkle like a ton of bricks. He tried to maintain his composure for the moment,
But as the surge ran through him, he could not help but feel powerful. He had fought and won, better yet he had only killed these things that lived enslaved. Tikkle knew the weight of the situation, but he could not help but feel alive.
Hearing the Rat's answer, Tikkle allowed himself a grimacing smile... "Looks like we got somebody else to bust up before we see daylight... Better not waste any more time"
Gashka turns her head to look at Tikkle, "As soon as we figure out where the creep is hiding...we will."
"Throne room, always in the Throne Room."
Gashka looks back down at the rat, "Then you will take us there, NOW!"
"How do we get there?" Anyka says too calmly.
"Why not just have him take us there? He's gotta know where it is, and if there's a trap...we'll just throw him in front of us." She looks menacingly at the rat.
Glisp pointed to the door opposite the one you entered. His body went limp, finally succumbing to his wounds.
Once the rat points to the door. Terra walks over to the door.
placing her hands on the wall and the door. feeling the material.
the rock moved before, I know I made it happen.
Terra always knew the rock was talking to her but now she was trying to listen.
she places her hands o the rock come on rock, give up your secrets. She mutters as she feels the wall by the door.
gotta keep trying, at least i am trying to have it make sense story wise
As the rat breathes it's last she stares at it for a moment numbly before slowly getting up and beginning to walk away. Stopping she grips the knife tightly, spinning and kicking the ratman's corpse with a scream of frustration and rage.
Ash picks his dagger back up and wipes it on an available furry corpse.
Pharnox calmly watches as Anyka lashes out at the corpse of the rat, not even one muscle in his body twitches... When he speaks his voice is monotone, mechanical and logical not a hint of emotion is in his voice.
Quod Cicero dixit: Non possum sic oportet quod cognoscat omnia opportunam consilio oppugnare adipiscing ...
Translate what he has said, I need to know all the information so I can make an appropriate plan of assault...
Not knowing what to say, Gashka stands quietly and lets Anyka vent her frustration and anger. She takes some deep breaths and tries to calm herself so that she doesn't get sick.
after several moments Terra is visibly angry. she punches the wall, damn stubborn rock! why won't you give in
then, she checks the door to see if its locked.
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Gashka looks at Terra with surprise, "Wow....Terra you're awesome! You got it unlocked! I say we end the jerk that's been doing this."
"Yes. Let us find this...Piper."
Terra looks quite surprised at the door being unlocked, but she also seems confident that she managed to magically unlock the door.
Terra is definitely taking the credit, but, she definitely doesn't know if she did anything or not.
slowly opening the door Terra peeks in on the other side.
Her emotiins under control, her face expressionless Anyka turns to Pharnox her voice however smoldering with rage. "Nisi dicatur quod sit dominus et magister Esset scortum in sede ac loco reliquit. Quia tantum est una, et egredietur, qui habet clavem. Ut wisi enim nunc opus."
I don't even know what kind of room we are in nor how many portals it has. I'm guessing three... ;)
Pharnox's voice is low but authoritative, he points at Vallterra...
A foribus Vallterra nunc. Opus est, si ad hunc coquus hostis, qui scit aliquid de arcanis quae ibi, nec sic nos hoc loco non est usus discrimine ...
Vallterra away from the door, now. We need to find this cook of our foe's if she knows anything about this place such as secret passages or so forth we will have a critical advantage...
Ok, thx GMSCV. Four doors. Which one was locked, and why was it being locked or not a specifically interesting thing? Anyone care to draw and link a map?
Terra glares back at the dark elf.
Clausit super infernum, quid agendum sit dictum taedet. quasi tuba mater mea canis.
Shut the hell up, I'm tired of being told what to do. you sound like my mother, that b#!@@.
Pharnox looks at Vallterra and speaks, his voice critical not just of her but of her sanity...
Debemus, quod, cum quantum explorati possibilis hostis, salus tua tune agitur ... Si non curant ... Si ostium aperire dimittam salus curae attendite, et ingressa es adversus eum hostis usus ...
We must face this foe with as much information as possible, your survival is at stake... If you care about living then you won't open up that door... If you don't care about your survival then I will let you go in and I will take note of the enemy's tactics as you face him alone...
"Terra, I wouldn't open it. By now he knows we got out and he's probably prepared for us. But he might think there's only one or two of us left. We need surprise to have a chance. The way he took Narima and the others, he must have magic. I have no idea how to fight that." Anyka says quietly.
"Why don't you leave her alone, jerkface. I've had enough of you."
Flynt stands up and walks over to the drow.
"Well....ratface pointed out the door that the throne room is in, so I say we check out the other doors first. Who knows...maybe we'll find something useful?"
Pharnox's eyes show a complete lack of respect for Flynt, they eye him over like a jeweler who sees that his gems are simply filled with too many flaws...
Et sciendum quod, sicut vobis sum usque in Derro locus vestigiorum pedum meorum, Duergar, populus meus, et tu non ratione victus, horrenda et signis ... et venerunt usque ad inimicos etiam ut insipientem esse pullos causam meam exitium. Si se ipsa, sua stultitia occidisse, non servata, ut sic de ... Vides me tibi?
Understand something, unlike you I have climbed over the corpses of Derro, Duergar, my own people and horrors beyond your reckoning to survive... I have come too far and faced too many enemies to allow one foolish youngling to be the cause of my demise. If she gets herself killed by her own foolishness I will not save her, the same applies to you as well... Do you understand me?
Anyka's head whips around, her angry glare falling on Pharnox. "Actum est abunde! Per hoc ergo quod hic omne lectus. Sicut fecisti Pinxit cruentas manus. Sed in eo. Donec sit amet elit sed ne nos melius quam nos vivere!"
"Then leave. Get far away from foolish younglings."
Flynt balls up his fist as he gets a scowl on his face.
Pharnox's voice is calm, efficient and especially confident as he speaks the last few sentences...
Si ratio adsit , non iam esset inutilis sentio unus ex istis actionibus , diligenter circumspice fetus ... non video, milites, est , quid vult stultus socius ianua conuenirent in cogi ad rectum putatis ... facile fuisset murium pugna superiore fuerat conscius est? Ad rem prorsus in eo quod vitare exercitatus, et non intelligit, Vallterra periculum non modo amicorum , sed etiam tibi .
An vero non placet idea saltu cubile bestiæ, et locus non est hostem Nulla facultates ? Ita vis ad consequi utilitatem dolor mirum hoc ? Si ergo hoc est responsum Vallterra sequi inconveniens sequi ... Si vis recto cursu exercitatus cupit nulla mors non videtur sequi , quod vos , si sit amet ostium aperitur sane qua quidem haud scio cogitationes ... Ego sum multa cum mechanica opus exire amet ...
I cannot assist you if I feel that a plan would already be made useless by the actions of one member of this group, look carefully around you... I see younglings not soldiers, yet what your foolish companion at the door wants to do is to force you into a direct confrontation... Do you think the previous combat would have been so easy if the rats had been made aware of our presence? It is in your best interests to avoid direct confrontation, Vallterra does not understand this and it endangers not just you but your friends as well.
Do you truly want to leap into the beast's lair with no idea of what the terrain is and with no idea to your foe's capabilities? Or do you want to do this the smart way and gain the advantage of surprise? If your answer is the latter then Vallterra cannot be allowed to pursue the course she desires to pursue... If you desire direct confrontation then no I will not follow you into what is likely death, if a key exists it must certainly unlock a door... I have great experience with mechanical devices and I doubt I will have need of the key to get out...
Seeing that no one is listening to her, and noting Anyka's and Flynt's reactions to the dark one she turns to them and practically screams in frustration.
"I said
If we are gonna get outta here...we all need to stick together to do that." She glares threateningly at the dark elf as she motions to include all of them. "If...you are not capable of working with us without your mouth always moving, then get the HELLS out!" With that statement she jerks her hand back towards the door with her finger pointing at it. "Otherwise, shut the hell up and help us. No one gives a dead rats ass what you think."
Pharnox calmly moves to one of the other doors besides the one to the throne room and puts his ear to it...
perception
With her little face set in a scowl, she walks over to a wall and leans hard against it making a thumping sound with her back. She balls her hands into fists and crosses her arms over her chest.