Leo will volunteer.
Snaggletooth nods to Leo. "Okay, rest now. Will wake you if trouble comes." Then he assumes a watchful position as the others lay down to rest.
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Snaggletooth
The first watch passes uneventfully.
Snaggletooth ** spoiler omitted **
The first watch passes uneventfully.
Woken up Leo proceeds to take up the watch and looking around at the money and gems openly mutters.
"Could really use a bag of holding for this stuff..." he then proceeds to focus on guard duty until the next watch.
The rest of the time passes uneventfully and you wake, fully refreshed in the evening. You realise that for all that months seem to have passed, you left the monastery on the trail of Kneebiter a mere two days ago. Experience has honed your skills and given you new insights into your powers and you feel ready to face whatever lies ahead.
As the group prepares to move out, Snaggletooth takes his ripped sack over to Perigia, "Can you magic this rip? I not have backpack to carry things and this bag ripped. Can you fix with some magic, maybe?"
The doors leading out of the Tower storerooms are substantial and open on to the bottom of a flight of stairs. At the top, you see a further set of doors. Clustering behind them, you can hear voices.
Snaggletooth motions that he is going to check it out. He holds a finger in front of his mouth, the universal symbol for "shut up and don't move!" He then moves silently up the stairs and sneaks a peek in the other room to get a layout and then returns to the bottom of the steps silently to report to the others.
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Fairwind shakes her head and smiles at the bravado of the kobold.
Snaggletooth somehow manages to sneak up to the door and back without being seen.
His report is intriguing to say the least. There are two humans in the room, armed with quarterstaffs and wands. They seem to be alert, but failed to notice the kobold.
Running across the length of the room is a shimmering curtain of light. Two chairs sit behind it, facing the door and the only other exit lies through a spiral staircase going up from the eastern wall.
Brujo slowly draws his blade and prepares for what's to come.
Caine draws his blade and assumes a guard stance.
"Here we go again..."
Cronin climbs the steps (F8), opens the door, and states calmly, "We come to seek the Lady."
"Good luck with that. From all I hear, she's hard to find." answers Palagro, perfectly civilly.
"And about to get a good deal harder, I'd say," adds Tevinwerd.
"That is not saying that you do not know where the Lady is. What say we help each other, yes? An equivalent exchange. We seek directions to the Lady. Do you know where we can find her?"
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"Lord of Host, grant your humble servant
the boon of inspiration that others
may take heart in the darkness.
"Allow him to be a beacon
from whom others may take hope
"Let me be one with my fellows
that our collective efforts
will achieve something greater than ourselves
"I ask this in our Mighty Name, let it be so."
Bruo waits and watches two new comers
"So what brings you two down here"
The men smile at each other and then at Commander Caine.
"Well, we're open to negotiation I expect." Palagro sounds little doubtful and he doesn't lower his quarterstaff.
"Yes - we really are. Step this way. The boss might like to meet you." Tevinwerd shifts his weight a little and nods at the glowing curtain.
Snaggletooth strains his ears to hear of any menace in their voices.
Snaggletooth isn't that accustomed to listening to nuances in human voices, but if he had to make a call, he'd say the men sounded more amused than anything.
Fairwind and Cronin also pick up a distinct sense of amusement, while Leo and Perigia are both sure the men are sharing some kind of private joke.
Fairwind says, "Y'all've got a good sense o' yoomer. Lessee if we can't straighten things out."
"Look - you can see I'm defenceless."
Palagro steps through the curtain. As he does so, his robes, wand and quarterstaff disappear, leaving him entirely naked.
"Ahem... do excuse me..."
The man leaps behind a chair and waves his hands in the air to show how free of weapons as well as clothes he is.
"What are your plans for the Tower?" he asks.
Snaggletooth, not understanding this situation, is staying back until the parlay works or the battle begins. He whispers to Fairwind, "I not like this. Who are these men who live with eightlegs and dead things? I stay back until we know more. Maybe they not like kobolds. I stay here. If trouble starts, give a yell, and I come running. Kobolds no good at talking."