Looking around the room, Rhoekk silently waves a hand to get everyone's attention. Once he has it, and still not speaking, he points to the pedestal and its keys. There is a small puddle of darkness near the pedestal, and looking at it, you see that there is a trail of it to the door that enters the house.
Rhoekk slowly lifts his veil to his face, and draws forth his spear and buckler, then begins moving silently along the trail of darkness.
Frowning, Fia nods and waits several heartbeats, giving the even more stealthy Rhoekk time to silently move and scout ahead before she follows to give him support, should it should prove to be needed. She still has the source embraced.
Dengorin thrashes as the Healing is applied, then lies still. Some of his wounds appear to have stopped bleeding, and his breathing seems stronger. He still looks somewhat pale and withered, though, and it is obvious there is greater malady upon him. He does not wake, either.
Alathea nods. "I can keep the fire and falling trees out as long as we need, yes? But I don't think I can move the weave, and I don't know how long it will be until we run out of air in here."
Analin coughs and grimaces. "A tunnel of air, through the flames toward the portal. If all three of us focus on channeling the way through we may be able to get through the fire."
"We could do that," Ryvin says. "Or we could link up and I could fire off a large cone of ice and wind, blaze us a path by putting out the fire."
following the trail, you see it appears to have stopped in front of the door leading to the house.
Rhoekk scans the area around the door in detail, looking at the room in detail, and anywhere a person could be hiding. If and when he is comfortable that there is no one there, he moves into the room, closer to the door and the blood in order to examine them.
As the Aes Sedai debate the best way to release themselves from the fiery inferno, Argrand begins to assist them creating huge blocks of ice to create a path to their location.
"Hurry Aes Sedai, try to come towards me, I shall aid you as I can!" Argrand screams over the conflagartion.
Analin nods at Ryvin. "I am not sure we could keep the fire down enough to save ourselves that way, but we can try."
Alathea shakes her head. "Do you have enough strength to channel ice and snow, and then to follow Analin Sedai's plan if yours fails? We know that the walls of Air can keep us safe from the fire, yes? And we do not know if your ice and snow will snuff the flames. We do not have much time--I would rather not gamble on trying something new, yes?"
Now trapped in the room, Chen remains ready. "What happened Rhoekk?" he whispers low.
With Dengorin stabilized, Keelix waits to see what decision the Aes Sedai will make.
Ryland pats his dead friend's shoulder and turns a hard face towards his companions. He then shakes his head and and mutters under his breath before moving to the door and attempting to catch the scent of who or what left the blood trail.
"I've still got a fair bit of strength," Ryvin says, rolling her shoulders in an unconscious gesture. "More if we link."
Now trapped in the room, Chen remains ready. "What happened Rhoekk?" he whispers low.
"Blood," he says back softly to the giant, "no sign of struggle; no one here that I can see..."
He moves into the antechamber, and checks the door to see if it still secure. His eyes are moving about the room steadily, as though looking for someone hiding in ambush.
Argrand will again utilize the statuette to create more ice another 9 cubic feet total using his last 1st and 2 2nd level weaves.
As he does so, he looks around to make sure no more Trollocs are gathering as he has taken a big risk in even doing this.
Ryland whistles at Rhoekk as he begins to walk past the wolf lord through the door. " Something is not right. It is zlitherne, and something is very wrong with her."
"She was fine when I left her"She says as she looks to the others trying not to let the worry spread across her face
In her weariness, Alathea barely shrugs. "If you think you can, then try it, yes?" She fills herself with as much saidar as she can hold and opens herself to link with the other women. "My strength is yours to use."
Dengorin suddenly seems to make a faint groaning sound and stir slightly, but settles back to his shallow breathing quickly.
while the group is protected within its dome, the fire still rages on outside. fire licks at the hardened air, causing it to gain a black residue, partially obscuring light. while comfortable at first, the air quickly becomes hot and humid, making it very difficult to breath. Sweat begins to bead on every body, and poor dengorin is dripping sweat.
suddenly, to the south of your dome, you see not fire, but steam. Large billows of steam blooming up from the ground. You tilt your head and watch, wondering what new creature of blightborn or shadowspawn has become attracted to you.
the steam bloom clears, and 100 feet away from you you see a man. No, an Asha'man, standing there waving at you frantically. he stands upon a hill that appears to not have been touched by the raging inferno that surrounds you, but that can change any moment.
Suddenly steam blooms up again, this time right next to your dome. the steam cleans the black residue, allowing you to see a straight path to the man. it is covered with burning embers, and a couple of fallen trees, but it is a straight path.
Seeing what appears to be a way out, and with the Channelers getting ready to go, Keelix picks up the limp form of Dengorin and gets ready to accompany them.
"On second thought," Ryvin says as she releases the link, "new plan. Alathea, get ready to drop the dome on my mark, and I'll lay down the ice. Once the path is clear, we all run for that hill as best we can. Keelix, grab the unconscious gentleman. Everyone ready?"
Keelix looks at Ryvin, one eyebrow slightly arched, and amusement roils through the bond.
Analin nods, preparing a shield in case the man- clearly a channeller- turns out to be dangerous to them. "Agreed."
Argrand continues to motion for the Aes Sedai and what he assumes to be their Warders to hurry to his position.
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