Sighing again she decides she can't let Parthenia go on thinking she said something wrong. Looking over her shoulder at the woman who had kept her from exploding herself to death she says, "No...Parthenia...it's okay. What I said was stupid and insensitive and I'm sorry."
"And I'm being a bit strange myself...I've only had Anton and Je...Sarenrae as my companions since I washed ashore," Parthenia says. "I also have...another issue...but we can save that for another time."
She nods, "Okay...whatever you need help with...we'll do our best...once things are settled a little better here. I promise."
She gives Vishanti an apologetic look as well. She didn't mean to be that way...or downplay what they were dealing with or the fact that Vishanti had to see her get hurt again...but in this line of work she knew that there would be times that one or both of them would end up hurt. She felt fairly confident though that with Parthenia and Anton with them, their chances of dying just decreased dramatically.
Vishanti rests a hand on Derika's shoulder giving her a supportive look that let her know it wasn't her fault. Turning to look at Parthenia she responds. "We've had a really stressful couple of days, sorry that we're so tense." she says apologetically.
"When things settle down a bit we should have time to talk and get to know each other, but thank you for keeping my dragoness on her feet. I very much appreciate it." she says with a smile.
With the battle almost won, the fox moved up to one the foul creatures and sniffed for clues.
Morgor determines that these zombies are diseased. The remaining zombies swarm Derika, one of them charging at her.
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Round 4: Eldan, Corda, Derika, Morgor, Vishanti, Anton, Parthenia, Zombies
Z13: -2 AC
Eldan didn't want to start another chain of explosions with Vishanti and Derika so close to the zombies. "Take a step back so I can shoot."
She nods and takes a step back.
Corda, again, reloaded her crossbow.
Interesting, plagued. I guess that makes sense. Morgor thought as he sniffed trying to get a trail to follow.
With the amount of zombies that were in the room, Morgor can't find a trail
Vishanti's eyes glow with rightious anger as Derika is hit again. Hearing Eldan call out, she focuses, the movements deliberate as her hand glows blue moments before drawing it back to strike the zombie in front of her full in the face. She then takes a step back beside Parthenia.
An expression of fear crosses the zombie's face.
Eldan fires to take out the injured zombies first.
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The zombie near Derika explodes, injuring her again.
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Finally, the zombie menace has been dealt with.
Taking some deep ragged breaths she bends over a little to catch her breath, "We gotta go after those jerks and find Renault."
Eldan looks back. "We're not getting through that rubble. We're just going to have to press on."
Anton puts a hand on Derika's back and heals her. "That'll keep you going."
She nods, "Thank you Anton, that's much better. Now let's see where this leads, but we better hurry. I just know those jerks are up to no good." She says as she hurries towards the continuing tunnel.
Eldan follows after Derika. "Yeah, the almost fifty zombies gave it away."
"You know what I mean." She replies as she hurries down the tunnel.
Vishanti smiles at the easy banter that came with regularly finding themselves in situations like this. Would Parthenia and Anton soon come to consider this routine if not exactly normal?
The tunnel continues on for quite some way before you come to a door built into worked stone. It's as if there were a building down here.
Derika inspects the door for traps and locks.
All Derika can seem to tell is that it is a door, made of wood.
Needing to vent some of the rage she was feeling, Derika lets out a roar and charges the door.
Derika barrels right through the door and into the heavy piece of wood that was meant to bar it. The impact knocks the wind out of her and bruises her a little.
Holding her shoulder she says, "Ouch! Shi+ that hurt!" She attempts to move the wood out of the way.
Derika moves the bar without any issue. The door leads into a room full of weapon and armor racks. All of the gear is cheap and common. There is a door on the opposite wall.
Derika goes to inspect the other door.
Derika correctly identifies the piece of wood in the wall as a door.
Before ramming it this time she checks the handle.
The door is locked.
She takes a few steps back and then runs at the door, throwing herself into it.
Derika manages to put a hole in the door but not bring it down.
Taking a couple of steps back she charges the troublesome door again.
Derika does nothing this time, except make the hole slightly larger.
And again
Derika makes the hole large enough for her to go through...and gets stuck halfway.
"Damn it damn it damn it!! Will somebody please help me out of here?" She says feeling completely frustrated by now.
Eldan grabs one of Derika's legs and tries to pull her back through the hole.
Eldan manages to help Derika out of the door and back on her feet.
Taking a deep breath she nods as she dusts off her clothes, "Thanks." She says as she notices the size of the hole a thought occurs to her. Putting her arm through the hole, she lifts the latch on the door and unlocks it. Turning the handle she shoves the door open with a grunt.
"Anytime."
Past the door is a hallway with six corridors, three on each side, and an iron door at the end.
Letting out a heavy sigh she throws up her arms, "Now what are we supposed to do?"
Looking around she tries to tell if any of the corridors have been used recently.
Derika can't see a difference in any of the hallways.
Going over to Corda she bends down and pets the little fox behind the ears, "Okay boy...can you figure out which way we should go?" She asks while rubbing his head and scratching him behind the ears.