Having missed Krek's outburst by the time she arrived, Ayedah let out a great sigh of relief that both Zalen and their quarry were safe. Her elation was shortlived when she saw Zalen's plain frustration, and Trinia's shattered ankle.
"Gods and spirits... Alandra! Can you heal her leg?" Trinia was obviously in great pain, and that could be no help at all if they intended to reason with her.
She stepped forward, gently placing herself between Trinia and Zalen and placing her hands on the panicked woman's shoulders, as gently as she could while still holding her firmly in place. She looked Trinia directly in the eyes, pleading, "Please believe us, Kroft will not allow any harm to come to you. She sent us to to keep you safe. There will be people looking for your blood, and if we were able to find you... You have no reason to fear us, I swear!"
She looked over her shoulder at Zalen worriedly, wondering what had shaken him from his usual demeanor.
Ayedah's smile widened as Ayen made her suggestions. That did sound good! "Ah! Then I will have that too! Thank you!" She looked over at Pirisa, giving her a knowing grin and nod. The little ones needed it more than anyone if they were to grow healthy and strong.
She turned back to Ayen though, asking innocently. "Are you sure you do not want any meat?"
A bit later:
Ayedah glanced over at Alandra, shyly working up the courage to ask something that had been on her mind lately. She had been curious to begin with, but the strange looks she drew sometimes made her ache to finally ask.
She leaned over a bit and whispered, "Um...Sister..." She glanced down at Ayen between them and smiled sheepishly, deciding to ask the question to both of them. Surely they would understand. "...I have been meaning to ask...what is it like to have long hair?"
If Ayedah is in a position to see that after her failed rolls:
"Zalen! Don't let her fall!" Ayedah cried out as she saw Trinia nearly fall from the rooftop. If she fell to her death because she was fleeing them for fear of her life... Ayedah cursed her slowness, looking for a way to catch up with them.
Ayedah could see Zalen seemingly trying to reason with Trinia. She didn't seem convinced. It seemed words weren't going to work. She hoped they could make the option of force as gentle as possible.
She rushed for the clothesline, hoping to cut Trinia off.
Ayedah gladly accepted Maris' invitation in return, promising to take her up on it. She hoped her friend would heed her words and seek her aid if she ever needed it.
[At the feast]
Ayedah was wide-eyed as she entered the tavern, taking in the sight of it all. With all those weapons on the walls, and so many people who looked like they were capable enough to use them, it reminded her a bit of the lodges back home.
She took a seat near Ayen along with Alandra, smiling at the girl and the other children and leaning her earthbreaker against the table. "Zalen, are you sure?" She was happy to take him up on his offer, but she hoped their appetite did not leave him destitute. The food there smelled so good...
If any of the children had difficulty reading the menu, Ayedah was much the same, her lips moving silently as she tried to make out some of the more unfamiliar words. After a while she conceded defeat and turned to Ayen, whispering and pointing at the menu, "What sounds good?"
[Ayedah's home]
Ayedah's face lit up with a smile when she saw Gern at the door, and welcomed him inside. "I...could try it..." she ventured in response to his offer of ale. She didn't quite trust the drink, it made her mind fuzzy before, but they were not seeking trouble today.
She looked at her friend curiously until he mentioned why he was visiting. Her face grew serious then. "Do not worry. We are alone here." She had an idea of what the issue was. She lowered her voice anyway, "The drugs?"
Ayedah smiled sadly at Maris' mention of her father's words. She remembered her own father, always stressing that she should be willing and daring enough to follow her own heart...
"If it was me..." She looked downwards for a bit, trying to imagine herself in Maris' shoes. "If I had my family here, I do not think I could leave their side. Maybe...maybe that would be selfish, but if I had them here I could never let them go." She exhaled, and before things could get too morose she leaned forward to place her and on Maris' shoulder.
"But whatever you choose...as long as you stay true to yourself I believe you will make the right choice." She smiled, hoping to raise her friend's spirits. "And if you ever have any trouble, which ever way you go, you know where to find me. You do not have to go through any of this alone!"
She hoped Zalen's strange flashing magics would work on Trinia, but still looked about for the best way to catch up with them. "Don't let her fall, Zalen!"
Ayedah looked at the crane and upwards for a moment at Trinia. The girl was probably going to get herself killed leaping from rooftop to rooftop. If we can end this chase now...
She gritted her teeth and tried to draw upon the strength of her ancestors as she threw her weight against the crane.
Ayedah's eyes clouded with concern and worry as Maris explained matters. She frowned deeply and with sympathy at the mention of the Hellknights as well. She did not know how the Hellknights recruited people. She honestly never gave it much thought before now, but the idea of someone she knew falling in with their ranks made her uneasy. But surely this group the queen was putting together wasn't anything like that... She does allow the Hellknights within her city though...she might mean well but she had made some bad decisions...
"Well..." she rocked her chair slightly, trying to think of the right words. "I do not know about people just disappearing. Do they not return to see their family or friends? Is that how your people train for your armies?" she asked. There was no judgment in the question; she was genuinely ignorant of the answer.
She looked Maris in the eye and smiled softly. "I know that I would be sad to see one of my friends simply go away. Your sister might frustrate you now but I think she would be sad too. But...I guess..." she struggled for a way to express what she was thinking. "Where do you think you are needed most? And where do you need to be most right now?"
She looked downward and grinned sheepishly, a bit embarassed by her attempt, and rubbed the back of her head. "I am sorry. I am not really good with words like my friends. Or at thinking things through. Back home they told me I thought too much with my feelings and not enough with my head. I think it has worked for me so far though. I hope."
She looked up, hoping Maris had caught her meaning. If she felt uneasy about joining this other unit, Ayedah felt that she shouldn't join.
Whew, sorry for the delay guys. The forums kinda died for a while...
Ayedah quickly studied the roof and the chimney ahead of her, and made her decision with barely a thought. She dashed forward and attempted to leap over the chimney.
Ayedah put on a kettle to try and quickly brew the tea Danel had taught her to make, then pulled another chair up and sat with her friend, resting her chin on her hands and listening attentively, trying to put Maris at ease. "I am sorry to hear that you have been moved away from your old comrades." she said, with true sympathy.
"This...other option? Is it something besides being a guard? What feels strange about it?" If her friend was troubled, Ayedah hoped the guardswoman would be willing to tell her why.
"I am right behind you!" Ayedah answered Zalen's unfinished question. She gave a glance back to Alandra, hoping she would take care on such precarious footing.
Looking forward, she found herself praying that the woman they were chasing would take care as well. It seemed that she had come close to falling already.
She took off after Zalen without hesitation, trying to match his nimble steps before realizing her weight could send them both plummeting. She leapt after him onto the shed, and went for the next building as Zalen aimed for the carriage.
Ayedah had been trying to wrestle with what she had learned, to try and turn it into a problem she could face directly, but she had also learned that it would likely never be that simple. She had taken to writing a journal, jotting down notes in poor, nearly illegible Common in the hopes that it would make more sense. That did not seem to help much either. But it still felt good to being doing something.
When she heard the knock at her door, she looked up in surprise. She hurried to the door, recognising the voice. The apartment was cleaner than it had been when she first arrived, but Danel's paintings were still all over the place. She had organized them carefully into stacks, leaning against the walls and the apartment's sparse furniture. Making certain that they were safely put away became an almost religous ritual to her. They had become sacred to her.
"Maris? Yes, come inside!", she smiled as she opened the door. She hoped things were well with her...
Ayedah had a look of resignation on her face as the man told them Trinia Sabor wasn't there. She had hoped he would heed Zalen's words. "But I saw her upstairs, through the window." She suddenly looked up at the door. "Something happening up there!" she said as she burst into motion.
How wide are the stairs? If they're wider than 5 feet, Ayedah will run past the Berthek at full speed without trying to attack. If there isn't room, she'll try to run alongside the staircase, leap, and pull herself up behind Berthek.
Kroft looked at Ayedah, and lowered her eyes. She visibly searched inside herself for a little bit of strength to give, and amazingly found something despite her own sorry state. She moved over to the huge barbarian, and put a hand on her shoulder. Not so much a violation of her space as a measure of reassurance. "Ayedah, you are not from Korvosa, so you've never heard the fable of the ant and the sparrow... well, in short: Even if each steps looks insignificant, tiny steps add up to huge achievements. Please trust me, I want the Society shut down as much as anyone. Unlike her majesty, I do not believe that having the scum of the city organized makes them easier to handle."
She let go of Ayedah before the moment could becoee uncomfortable. "Give me evidence that there is something going on not covered by their charter and the taxes they pay, and I will personally kick in that door. I mean, they even tried to have me marry into House Arkonna just to get a better handle on me by having someone to threaten."
Ayedah looked up into Kroft's eyes and nodded, a bit like a child having been reassured that everything was going to be alright. She even smiled, though it was coupled with a worried look in her eyes, when the Field Marshal mentioned the attempted marriage. Gods and spirits, they have even more influence than I thought!
The strength was back in her voice though as she placed her own hand on Kroft's shoulder. Even in the state she is in, she can find it in her to help an outsider like me... "Thank you. I will do as you say and try to be patient and careful then. You are a wise and good soul. Korvosa is better for it." she said with complete sincerity.
She turned to Zalen and Nayr, quietly asking, "Where would I find out what is on their charter?" She was a bit embarassed. She wondered if this was something most people were expected to know.
Ayedah turned her head downward and closed her eyes, trying desperately to hide her frustration. "I-I understand." she said softly, though it was apparent she really didn't. Not fully, at least. She believed Kroft when she said there was danger. She just couldn't understand how such people could have so much protection. Vice-taxes...and now this...it all seemed so foreign to her.
There was a slight tremble in her frame as she tried to hold it all in. "Then I will have to wait..." she admitted, the words tasting foul on her lips.
She glanced back up at Kroft and her friends with an apologetic look in her eyes before she wiped them briefly in a poor attempt to hide the beginning of tears before managing to hold them back. Think of the others. You are not the only one who is suffering in this city. And Sozite will be safe for the moment...she has to be...
Ayedah caught a glipse of the woman in the window, and was at a loss at what to do as Zalen talked their way inside. She very nearly waved to put her at ease out of instinct, but she knew that would not go over well. She instead tried to look as non-agressive as she could, easing her shoulders and now trying to admire the scenery more than keeping an eye out for trouble.
She found herself wishing she had left her earthbreaker behind for the first time.
As they were invited inside, she tried not to be too distracted by all the paintings. It was too easy to get lost in idle thoughts about whether or not Danel could have found such success.
As the halfling servant excused himself, Ayedah whispered to the others, "She knows we are here. She was watching from the window. She is frightened..."
"I know it is dangerous," Ayedah replied solemnly. "That is why I have only asked you and a few others about it."
She looked at Zalen, who was far wiser about the city and its shadier dealings than she could ever be, her eyes holding the questiong of whether or not she should tell Kroft of her plight.
If Zalen doesn't warn her to keep silent:
"Someone dear to me is being held there." She stopped and took a breath. She had better explain a bit better. "I...I think. I came to this city to find two friends. They were like brother and sister to me. My brother is dead...but Sozite, my sister....our friend Alandra took me to her temple to see if the priests there could tell us anything. The priestess who recieved the vision to aid me said that she was trapped in 'Cerulean Veils'. I did not know about the Cerulean Society until the last job you had for us...I was just hoping you might know something more." Her head hanged with a mixture of disappointment that she couldn't learn more and grief that every little bit she did learn seemed to paint an increasingly grim picture.
"I promised our brother that I would find her and bring her home. I have been told that these people are dangerous...and I do not want to risk Sozite's life...but it is hard to wait..." She placed her hand over her shoulder as if to warm herself. If she had been fully aware enough to realize the pleading tone in her voice, she would have felt ashamed for worrying her friends so.
(just in case)If he does warn her:
"It is just something I heard about during one of the jobs you had for us earlier. It was a vague warning and nothing more." She did not Bluff: 13
Ayedah had kept a careful eye out as they made their way to their destination, but the scenery, especially in the light of the sunset, was distracting her. It was beautiful in its own way, so unlike the Cinderlands...
When she saw the marine and his flying mount, she snapped back to reality, as tempting as it was to take the time to admire the creature.
She was at a loss when it came to the manservant though. What could we possibly say to him that would not raise suspicion?
She settled for nudging the others and tilting her head towards the halfling, looking at the questioningly and whispering, "We need to hurry. Others are here." She wasn't sure what the relationship between the guard and the Sable Company really was. She had assumed they were all part of the same group, but she had learned how dangerous it was to take things for granted in the city.
Ayedah grinned thankfully to Kroft, but said nothing more. She wondered if the Field Marshal was breaking or bending some of her city's laws to help cover for them, and found herself grateful that Kroft seemed the sort to know when such things had to be put aside to do what needed doing.
She was ready to take her leave with the others before she halted, looked at her friends for a moment, and then turned back to Kroft. "Field Marshal. Have you ever heard of the Cerulean Veils?" She sounded as if she were taking a risk in asking, but Kroft had just earned her complete trust.
Ayedah gave the others a puzzled look as Zalen silently began to leave, and followed after him.
She caught Zalen's look as he began to explain himself, and noted his remark about this Trinia being a painter. The wild thought that Trinia Sabor might have known Danel at one time crossed her mind, and she was sure a hopeful glint flashed in her eyes before she reined it in.
All in all, Zalen seemed more troubled than she was accustomed to. She placed a firm hand on his shoulder and smiled faintly. "You are right. We will bring her back safely, do not worry."
She looked back at the others. "I do not need anything before we go, but how will we bring her back without anyone seeing her? Will a cloak be enough?"
Ayedah smiled as she patted Nayr's back, trying to push him forward before Kroft. "Yes! Nayr was with us when saved the children from Lamm!" She was obviously happy to have another good-hearted comrade with them again.
She didn't add to Zalen's remark about Eel's End. She was just grimly satisfied that at least one more drug peddler had been put down and lives had been saved.
Everyone:
Spoiler:
Yeah, I'm happy to just go with what comes with this breakaway. There's way too much to cover it all in one go. :)
Spoilered just to keep from cluttering the thread. ;)
Spoiler:
Did everyone just want to consider that the girls from Eel's End were taken to one of the temples and taken care of, or did anyone want to roleplay it?
Nayr probably has to be filled in on everything that has happened too.
And then there's whatever might be happening with Zalen's kids, Krek's gang, Gern's family and Alandra and Nayr's temples. :)
I guess we really might want to make sure the kids are safe, in case we really are at risk of one of Devargo's associates coming after us. Maybe Gern's family might be able to tell us what kind of danger we might be in?
Ayedah would probably wind up spending a lot of time trying to learn what she can about the place that she thinks Sozite is at, but she would be careful and go through her friends instead of going around town and asking questions. She really doesn't want to mess up and endanger Sozite's life.
If it's going to be two whole weeks between missions too, Ayedah might get distracted enough from her problems to ask Alandra an odd question too...
We still have to break the news about Devargo to the Field Marshall, don't we?
"Alright..." Ayedah nodded. There was still a hint of uneasiness in her about the matter, but her trust in Kroft was obvious.
She agreed with Zalen's call to hurry as well. "Yes, we should do this now. And once she is safe here, you should get some rest." she suggested. She was ready to get moving now, constantly shifting her balance from foot to foot due to the nervous energy welling up within her.
Kroft shook her head, even though she gave Gern a hint of an approving smile. "Very Perceptive, Sir Dwarf. Yes, normally I would send a squadron of guardsmen out, but the situation is volatile. A group of guards, at worst a chase through crowded city streets is just the kind of trigger a lynching needs. I have a feeling this case is not as open and shut as it sounds - and hence, I would really appreciate Miss Sabor to be in a condition that makes an interrogation and trial possible."
Ayedah frowned as she carefully studied the picture. It was not what she would have expected an assassin of any sort to look like. She added to Zalen's question, "Do you believe she killed the king?" she asked out of an honest desire to know, not to prod her one way or the other.
The memory of what happened to Bren's son shadowed her thoughts. "And could you promise that she would recieve a fair trial?"
Kroft's haggard appearance troubled Ayedah as well. She wondered what weight the guard commander must be carrying to wear her down so. Her concern showed clearly in her eyes as she nodded at Gern's blunt suggestion. "The tribe is done no good by their leaders working themselves to death." she gently suggested.
"And yes, is this about those rumors?" Such talk going around town seemed dangerous to her. The city seemed quick to try and gut itself when the king's death was first announced. If it were to start again...
Ayedah scratched her head in further confusion as Halvarra changed back into her more familiar form. Is this some kind of magic or is it the poison from those spiders? She shook her head as if to clear her thoughts, and tried not to dwell on the matter. There would be time to ask about this peculiar aspect of city life later.
She looked at the bags of gold they were given, and then at the girls they had in tow. She could ensure they were taken care of for a time at least. But Zalen's talk of their business arrangement reminded her of what had been agreed upon earlier.
"Do not worry about paying me any share of the business here." She held up one of the bags of coin they were given. "I will take this, but I want none of the money being earned by flesh or...that... She tilted her head in the direction of the Dragon's Breath. She showed no judgment towards the prostitutes or their trade, she bore them no ill will, but the drug trade was something she could never accept. She could not take any money made from selling such poison to the desperate. She tried to keep an even tone, and not sound judgmental, but it she simply could not accept being a part of such business.
She nodded to Alandra, and Nayr. They needed to seek healing soon.
Ayedah stared at the dwarf incredulously. She looked back to her companions, to see if any of them had any idea what to make of this turn of events.
Still she followed as "Halvarra" asked, carrying one girl and leading two others along. Once they were inside, she hesitantly asked by way of admission to the dwarf and her companions, as politely as she could, "I...I am confused. Halvarra is a human woman...is she not?"
Life in the city was even more complicated than I thought!
Ayedah had a mixture of surprise and embarassment on her face when the girl fainted. Am I really that frightening, or do those drugs really make people so frail of spirit? After she caught the girl, Ayedah lifted her onto her shoulder and followed after the others, keeping a wary eye on the crowd as they continued on their way.
She couldn't argue with Gern's complaint, as long as he held onto that chest and she was occupied trying to hold onto three sick girls, not to mention Zalen and Nayr's uneven steps, they were likely more vulnerable than they looked.. "Yes, let us hurry." she replied quietly.
Ayedah kept close to the others, keeping a wary eye on the crowd. Too many of her friends were still hurting from all that poison to take their safety for granted. She kept her earthbreaker in her hand and on her shoulder, just to make sure one everyone could see it.
She scowled at the sight of the half-elf she had seen earlier, and remembered what she had promised herself when they made it out of Devargo's ship. As they cut through the crowd, she reached out to grasp the addled woman's wrist tightly, and told her flatly, "You are coming with us." It was clear in her voice that she did not intend to accept any refusal. Conscious or unconscious, she was either going home or to a temple.
Ayedah took a deep breath once they stepped outside. She was glad to be out of that ship, and she was eager to be gone from this place. She quickly looked about the docks to see if the guards had turned up after all.
She found herself tooking at the Dragon's Breath as well, to see if the woman she had spotted there earlier, the one who had waved at them, was still there. It was all she could do not to run onto that ship and throw the owner overboard, and that tension showed in her arms and the gritting of her teeth.
"Let us be done with this quickly." she said, her voice straining to hide her anger.
Ayedah nodded silently at Zalen's suggestion, and again at Krek himself. If there was anything to be broken, surely a priest of Gorum would be up to the task.
She kept near Nayr and held onto the girls by their shoulders, half wishing they would snap out of it and half hoping they stayed that way so they wouldn't resist being taken along with them. She could not help but wonder if Danel had been so far gone as these two...
I can't think of anything else that needs to be done in the ship other than what's being done now, checking the bodies in the spider room and all.
"Thank you, Nayr." Ayedah said, distracted by trying to keep the women from wandering back to the room as she tried to gently herd them upstairs. She was also keeping a worried eye on Nayr himself. As she tied the sheets around the girls, she asked him, "Are you going to be able to walk out of here?" Her question was aimed at Zalen as well, after all the poison that had gone into him. She could carry one of them, but not both and manage to keep the two drugged women under control.
She was ready to be gone from this place, but there were still more matters that had to be seen to before she could leave with a clear conscience. "Majenko," Ayedah called to the little dragon before dropping her voice when he was near. "After everyone is upstairs, can you go back in the room where we found these two and break everything in there? I do not know if it will poison the air, so hurry out if you do."
Ayedah moved slowly behind one of the girls. "Do you think they will follow us all the way to one of the temples? Or will we have to carry them after all?" She looked back and forth between Nayr and Alandra. She suspected Krek's god was not going to be much help to the two women. "Can either of your goddesses help them? Or should they be taken to the temple of Sara...Sarenrae? She is your goddess of healing, is she not?"
She was prepared to knock both of them out if it had to be done. They were going to be taken to help whether they resisted or not. "We need clothes for them as well." she raised her voice towards Zalen as he moved down the hall.
Ayedah stood transfixed by the sight, sharing much of Zalen's feelings in shocked silence. She could not believe how the two girls were behaving, as if they were dead to the world around them. And the marks...she remembered the scars and markings a lifetime of abuse had left on Danel. She suspected what was wrong with them already when Krek stated it for everyone. "Gods and spirits..."
After Zalen had left her side, her right arm shot out, punching the wall as hard as she could. She didn't care that she drew her own blood, she just knew that she wanted to kill Devargo again and that she could not be trusted with their prisoner. She knew she would lose herself in rage if she didn't turn wholly towards making things right.
"Krek, Sister..." she said gravely. "They are coming with us. I will knock them out if I have to, but do any of you have magic that will make it easier on them?" She tried to give the little dragon a reassuring look. "I am not going to hurt them, but they cannot be left here. It will be a slow death for both of them if we do not take them from this place."
Ayedah was entirely unprepared for the sight in the hallway. "Gods and spirits! Nayr?!" She was frozen in her tracks by the surprise as Zalen knelt over him, suddenly wondering how long he had been here, obviously against his will. She wondered if he had been here when they came to Eel's End earlier...
Zalen's words snapped her out of it. "Right!" She carefully stepped past the poor priest, having a difficult time taking her worried eyes off of him until the wisdom of Zalen's suggestion struck home. She turned entirely to the task of going down the hallway, listening, and kicking in every door she came across. She looked to Majenko as she did so, in case he sensed any dangers she did not. We cannot afford any more surprises today...
"We are not going to kill you! Even if you did serve that scum..." Ayedah announced as she followed Zalen. "Who..." she fell silent when she heard the crash, and then rushed to the other door, looking to the others and nodding to silently ask if they were ready before opening the door.
Ayedah stared at the corpses a little longer than she would have liked. It was becoming more and more apparent just how wicked Devargo must have been. She was thankful that Zalen called down to them when it broke her attention away from the dead.
"We are alright, mostly!" She turned to Gern, dropping her voice to spare his pride. "Gern, you are wounded. Can you keep going or do you need to go up? We can lift you up if you need."
Either way:
"We should see what is behind that door. Let us leave this place at least." she suggested with a shudder. It was not the presence of the dead that was getting to her, but the thought of how they must have died.
Ayedah sighed heavily when she heard Gern's complaints; she was relieved he was alright. "Sorry, Gern." she said with a smile and a knowing wink to Krek before she remembered her surroundings. "Gods and spirits, all these people..."
She tried to pull herself free once more, eager to be free of the webbing that also held so many bodies. She looked about, to make sure no other dangers lurked nearby.
Ayedah growled in pain as the spider bit into her arm. She could feel something burning in her blood, but she gritted her teeth and put it out of her mind when she saw Gern being attacked as well. Krek was by his side, but the dwarf's seemingly helpless state still frightened her.
Ayedah tried to work herself into a fury, but the exertion of the fight upstairs still weighed on her. Instead, she lifted her hammer over her head, hoping the full weight crashing down towards the spider would overcome the pull of the webbing.
Ayedah's eyes widened at the predicament she had landed in. She was relieved Krek had at least managed to avoid being caught, but now Gern was on his back and seemed practically helpless.
She lunged as hard as she could towards the spiders, trying to pull away from the webbing and straining uselessly to tear her hammer free to meet the spiders head on.
-2 to attack, right? I can't re-enter a rage until 14 rounds have passed since we killed the ettercap too.
Ayedah stared in awe at what Alandra had done to her earthbreaker, obviously distracted until Krek spoke. She nodded to the half-orcish priest, "Yes, it should not be a problem. Are you both ready?" she asked both Krek and Gern.
As soon as everyone is ready:
Ayedah leapt down into the hold, intending to hit the floor running and swinging. She tried hard not to think of the bodies surrounding them, as futile as that was.
Ayedah quietly asked Krek, "What can you see? I see that...thing down there but not much more." Her expression had grown more and more grim as she took in the sight of the corpses down below. If she needed a reminder of why they had come to kill Devargo, this was it.
She got another as she looked up suddenly at the outburst of joy from the little dragon, and could not help but smile in spite of the grim sight below. "I am sorry I asked how you tasted, little one. I did not really mean it." she apologized sincerely before noting Zalen's labored movement. She wanted to help him move about, but she did not dare leave the trap door. "Zalen, can you keep going?"
She nodded at the suggestion that the spiders be finished off. They were too dangerous for anyone from the House of Clouds to handle, and there was simply no way to move them out into the wilderness where they belonged without taking them through the city. It was too much of a risk. "I was not able to see for certain, but some of them were wounded already? Then we should finish them off quickly. It is better than leaving them to die slowly. And safer too."
She looked curiously at Alandra, secretly eager to see more strange magic worked.
No longer raging, fatigued for quite a bit Fort Save: 24!
"I was bitten, but I feel fine!" Ayedah answered, breathing hard as she calmed down. Her hammer suddenly seemed much heavier as she tried to tear herself free from the rest of the webbing. "Krek and Zalen need your help more than I do right now, sister!" she said, her words laced with guilt over being kept out of the fight as they were bitten time and time again. Gods and spirits, they were so bloodied... She wanted to help tend to them, but someone had to watch over that trap door.
She gave Devargo's body one last glance. There was no satisfaction in what she had done, but she couldn't deny relief over his threat being over.
If she can get free:
Ayedah walked up to the edge of the pit, looking down and holding her earthbreaker ready to swat at anything coming up again. "Gern, are you alright?" She had heard of dwarven resilience. She hoped what she heard was true for his sake.
Still stuck in place and faced with one of the spiders nearby, Ayedah turned her rage towards killing the thing before it could do any more harm. She swung her hammer as well as she could, given the circumstances.
I'm really sorry for the delay guys. I hate doing that.
Ayedah screamed in rage and frustration as she was trapped by the monster's webbing again. Her friends were fighting for their lives all around her and she could do nothing!
She again pulled her arms away from herself as hard as she could, trying to tear free so that she could cease her tormentor's games. At this point, she was ready to go after the creature with her bare hands if she had to. But it was to no avail...
