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Darius maintains a position a short distance away, keeping an eye on the surroundings to make sure nobody was trying to eavesdrop or running off to report to someone that they are here... Also, he was taking notes on individuals who were being too disrespectful to the native women...
Darius kneels down to the girl pushing them for more coin. He leans close and whispers something in her ear...
Darius will kneel down to the little girl, looking over them all intently. He will eventually settle on a crude creation of a spider, before reaching into a pouch on his belt. He produces a single copper coin and holds it up in front of her, before rolling it into his fist and opening it, the coin suddenly gone! With another quick motion of his hand, his once empty hand is now clutching a single gold coin between his index finger and thumb, which he hands to the child with a wink and a smile.
”Yes,” Darius says quietly. ”Let’s not dawdle.”
Darius immediately begins hunting for signs of the serpent cultist...
Darius rushes up and lunges at one of the undead assailing Placidus.
Darius draws his daggers, studying the tree for any sign of this serpentine priestess as he waits for the undead to advance.
Darius doesn’t comment. But he agrees with Placidus. No creature deserves such disrespect. He dismounts and joins him in cutting the men’s bodies free.
Darius sours his steps towards the nearest one, slicing at it with his blades with upward thrusts.
Darius slices at the thing twice, but in taking efforts to not get hit himself, fails to connect.
Darius spins his blades around, turning to the new insectoid before running a very circuitous route around it to get to an advantageous position.
Darius tries to drive his knife into the things eye as it has him snatched up...
Darius deftly scrambles out of the pit and draws his daggers, ready to strike should the creature pursue.
Darius stands watch over Cica and the others as they tend to the fallen warrior. As he does, he moves to the beasts body and kneels down, plunging his dagger into it’s skull to make certain it is dead for good.
Darius clambers up the underside of the roof for the smoke hole, slipping through and coming to rest nimbly on the rooftop. He then lashes out at the thing with his curved blade, trying to bring it down before it can end another life!
Darius hangs tight to the ceiling, and once the thing is beneath him and distracted fighting another, he slashes out with his blade at the back of it’s neck!
Darius will climb up into the rafters and lay in wait for this thing to arrive.
Darius seems openly pleasant with the villagers. He even smiles. He mingled among them as they approach, his attendant keeping his coin and personal effects safely stored away in the wagon they are driving. ”Saving rations would be wise,” is Darius’ way of affirming his agreement with the others.
Darius looks about before commenting "Let's make sure this curse is purged once and for all before bringing the others through..."
Darius tries to slice his blade across a vital spot on the female undead.
Darius takes up a defensive posture and then leaps into the chamber beyond, trying to get at the caster.
"Push them back so we aren't fighting on their terms!" Darius calls out as he slices with his blades.
Darius sees he cannot easily get to an advantageous position, so he slashes away at the undead fiend from his current location.
Darius does a quick flip past the undead before trying to slash his daggers across the things neck.
Darius dashes forward, both blades drawn, and takes up position alongside Cica in anticipation of these abominations attack.
Darius moves forward, but not quite to within range of this fiend.
Darius kneels in front of the strongbox and sets to work with his picks...
Darius slips across the bridge carefully, trying to remain hidden once on the other side.
Darius rolls, weaves, and wall-kips past the group and the first undead in order to get some room to maneuver and engage the second one.
"That's the only way I would suggest," Darius says as he tightens his grip on his blades.
Darius continues slashing at the thing.
Unable to effectively get to the thing, Darius simply moves up and draws his daggers, looking for some sort of opening against it...
”Can we even hurt this thing?” Darius asks as he draws his curved blades...unsure if they will even hurt this thing.
”That sounds pleasant...”
Darius knows that in the small picture, it would be beneficial to save the time. And on the grand scale of his purpose, these undead were abominations to the cycle of life, and should be eliminated. At least with the caravan he would have aid. ”Very well. Let’s do this.”
When Ilistra mentions what the native warns within the mines, Darius gives Cica and the others an “I told you so,” look and crosses his arms victoriously.
Darius looks Cica in the eye, the tone of his eyes one that is very reminiscent of an ice covered lake. ”I am not worried about myself. I have no doubt I will be fine.”
”Goblins...orcs...cave trolls...demons of shadow and fire...”
”While we could gain a day or so, I think exposing the caravan to the dangers of the deep realms is foolish. We can gain that time in other ways if we feel we must,” Darius says practically.
Darius stood and thanked the man for his readiness to now join their company. He notes Ilistra’s frustration and gives her a subtle smirk and nod in understanding and agreement.
The spider continues sinking its fangs into the serpent.
The spider skitters around behind the serpent and lunges onto its back, trying to sink its fangs into it from behind as it’s legs take hold!
Darius follows suit, chewing at his own offered piece without question.
Darius bows graciously as he accepts the feather. ”Thank you, gracious one. Your patience and generosity are a guiding light for all to follow,” he says. With the feather in hand, he turns to the others and says ”Let us leave this noble creature be,” as he walks past and on back towards the hermits cave.
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