Kwiazy joins the others who are gathered at the smaller passage.
You find yourselves in a chamber badly overgrown with weeds. Four morlocks immediately call out to you, demanding to know what you are doing in their home.
Kwiazy looks at them wondering what they are...
"We're looking for some folks.. Has anyone else come this way recently?"
Also, do you need some help with these weeds? They are really overgrown. We could hack them a bit for you, or ... burn them away if you prefer.
Ahmose wonders at the super sensitive perceptions of these ugly beings. The kobold kicks the dirt.
We are looking for the stupid hobgobbos base? Tower? Thingy? You beings know something about that.
Xakroo stands fully in place, not saying a single word. He is fully prepared for a scuffle, but just in case they can get through peacefully...
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The dragonette has been quiet -- she kind of took the lead last time during the infiltration of the goblins and doesn't want to be the boss -- the boss has to make all kinds of hard decisions and it's far too much work.
"We respect your territory and do not want to take your home. We do not want your things -- we are investigating, as the rest said -- the hobgoblins to stop them from going through everyone's homes without even asking. Anything you can tell us about them will help, and we don't want to overstay our welcome in your home." she finally offers, then considers.
"Also, there were some ogres that were making a mess in the valley and would have brought unwanted stinky humans to your door. We dealt with them -- your home should remain private for now."
Knowing he's quite an impressive sight, and feeling that adding his voice to the rest could overwhelm the morlocks, Floggy decides to let the rest extract the intel. That way they'll feel important, too.
The morlocks exchange questioning glances. They are clearly unused to such polite visitors. One of them finally offers to take you to see the group's leaders.
Kwiazy steps forward to follow them with a soft "Thank you."
Xakroo lowered his weapon in surprise, and cautiously followed, keeping Zarvak next to him. The raptor is somewhat calm, but she gives a glare at any morlock that gets too close.
Disappointed that they don't want their weeds burned, Alaka cheers up when she realizes that they get to go meet the leaders. That sounded like a good opportunity for a speech. Maybe Petrahk would give another good one.
Ahmose follows along with these perceptive morlocks.
Ahmose strides right next to a morlock. The blue-scaled kobold smiles, walking, keeping pace with the creature.
So, do you know about da invasion? Bugbears and hobgoblins and trolls; oh, my! They take and they stomp; they rend and they destroy! They burn and they drown! They are not nice!
Ahmose smiles.
The sneaky kobold is also sizing them up, looking for anything interesting on them.
The morlocks lead you into an area full of messy morlock nests, and then gesture for you to climb with them down a pit.
The morlocks seem a bit uncomfortable when Ahmose mentions hobgoblins. YOu get the feeling they may have helped the hobgoblins in the past. They don't say much, though. They don't seem to carry anything interesting.
Ahmose jumps down the pit, gliding down with his wings.
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Alaka climbed down with ease. She felt proud, because she was really good at climbing, and she finally got to show off a little.
Being a subrace if goblin genetically prepared for life up the trees, Floggy has no problem using his long tail for climbing.
Kwiazy, not a great climber, does his best, telling himself 'you can do this' as he swings over the edge.
... and falls... hoping beyond hope that being a relatively bouncy little goblin will save him in the end... and he tries desperately to grab at anything, or anyone (maybe one of the flyers?}, on the way down...
Gliding slow and easy-like down, down, down the well of Dooooom, Ahmose grins at the efforts of his cohorts. The easy way Alaka climbs down the almost sheer surface. The masterful maneuvering by Floggy, as the monkey goblin makes good on his Heritage. The graceful sweeps and swirls perpetrated by Miss Petrahk; a marvelous sight indeed!
Then there was Kwaizy; the goblin leans over a bit too far before climbing; and he is now currently falling down, down, coming about even now...
Someone may want to cast a spell on him.
Ahmose does the only thing that he can; he cast Ghost Sound with the sound of clapping!
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The dragonette, being behind most of the rest of the party lets out a bit of a huff as she sees Kwiazy start to bounce off the rocks and lets herself drop a bit more quickly so that the falling goblin can grab her foot and hopefully not bring them *both* crashing to the ground.
"You don't have to, but try to grab my foot. NO! Not my arms. Not my wings... my foot, okay?"
...after all, she has to watch out for her 'minions', right?
Kwiazy tries to aim for Petrahk's foot to grab as opposed to anyone or anything else. He hopes his small frame and relatively light weight won't bring them both down.
Kwiazy and Petrahk, I'd like to see a skill check or straight ability check from one of you to see if you can make this work. I'll let you figure out which is your best skill you can justify. Impress me, since you've already made me laugh... :)
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Kwiazy panics for a very brief moment at what might happen if this doesn't work, and contorts his lithe frame in a seemingly impossible mid-air twist and somersault and grabs for Petrahk... while he's not particularly particular about what he might grab, he does aim for a foot.
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The dragonette, to her credit, manages to keep her foot away from the rest of her body and easily grabable as she pumps her wings frantically to compensate for the increased weight, more slowing the descent than actually flying at this point.
"Not saying you're lighter than I expected, but glad you didn't eat a huge dinner last night." she manages to work out between pants as she brings Kwiazy down to the lower level.
Xakroo and Zarvak both try to climb down...
...and they apparently do well in scaling down.
After Petrahk's daring rescue attempt, the descent goes smoothly.
Kwiazy tries to keep his eyes open for anything and everything around him, but is really putting most of his effort into hanging on to dragon feet, tightly enough to not lose his grip, but not so tight as to cause Petrahk any pain...
You are now in the morlocks' garbage dump and latrine room. Sense motive tells you that this is actually what the morlocks think is the best way down.
Alaka keeps going, thinking that this place needs a cleansing fireball, but since she is not certain whether the fumes are flammable or not, she decides not to risk it.
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Not that he is racially predisposed to avoiding dirt and muck, being a goblin, but Kwiazy has spent a lot of time around humans and learned that cleanliness is something worth the effort to achieve. His face wrinkles up in distaste at the smells and he clings tighter to Petrahk's feet as they descend, making every effort to avoid contact with anything icky.
Ahmose continues hurriedly along the stinky, disgusting tunnels.
This place stinks! Anyone got a bomb?
The kobold is seen holding his cloak over his snout.
Xakroo uses one hand to cover his mouth to prevent the stench in his mouth and nose, and the other to hold Zarvak in place to make sure she doesn't go rummaging through the massive piles of waste and other unmentionables that pass through a morlock's digestive track.
Your morlock guides take you into an adjoining room.
A well in the eastern end of this room breaks up the geometric
architecture. Water rushes down from the hole above and into
the well, coating the tile floor with rippling puddles. Candles
line the surrounding walls, casting a dull glow through the
chamber. Passages lead out to the southwest and southeast.
Some sort of religious leader is in this room. He turns to you curiously.