Um. I could try to fly around and get a peek...?
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"How'll we stop 'em from sounding all kindsa alarms if we attack?" Magpie asks, curiously.
"... Was that a smart thing to say?" Magpie asks, tentatively.
"Yeah, Drow suck," Magpie agrees.
"Nuh-uh, the grandma can fly ahead inside!" Magpie counters, glaring at Duchess.
"They were real pretty 'shrooms," Magpie proudly says as she lands on Kelendra's head, "but I toldya not ta eat any an' you din't!"
"Her head's all wibbly-wobbly," Magpie 'explains'.
"Yeah, on account of us not sleeping," Magpie agrees.
"Smash-smash now?" Magpie suggests from her perch - on Lefrik's head.
"We don't need no shinin' stars, neither!" Magpie adds.
"Do we just go down, or should we drop a note in?" Magpie trills, curious.
"Hellooo~!" Magpie calls out from her perch on Lefrik's head. "Anybody at home? Were we s'pposed to ring a doorbell? We wanna talk to the owner, please~"
"Elf ears! Elf ears!" a little voice squeaks from under Anklebiter's cloak, and Magpie comes fluttering out. "Don't freeze up, someone needs to move!" the little homunculus chitters as she flies up to Calla -- making sure to keep the Inquisitor between herself and the nalfeshnee -- and starts pounding her little fists against the Half-Elf's shoulders.
"See? See? I told you I saw her talking to someone!" Magpie chirps as she shakes Duchess' shoulder.
"No, I was too far away," Magpie admits, sadly.
"Hey! Hey!" Magpie saus as she fades back into view. "Quilindria was talking to someone I couldn't see before the uglies showed up! I'm sure I saw her."
Calla can feel something invisible land on her shoulder. A familiar voice whispers in her pointed ear: "I saw her talking to someone, I think."
"Just me this time," Magpie forestalls Calla. Having been enspelled, the homunculus stealthily flaps into the room and commences scouting.
"We'll take an Invisibility-spell, though," Magpie repeats. "We're loyal and want to be useful, we're not stupid or suicidal."
"Or me?" Magpie offers. "I'll take an invisibility-spell if you do, though."
Magpie and Duchess keep Bruendor company, chattering at the angry Dwarf -- and more than once engaging in bickering with each other.
Magpie flies over to Bruendor and perches on his shoulder.
I'll keep watch with you. Or instead of you? I don't need any sleep at all. I'm handy that way."
Duchess flutters over to one of the stone wasps -- taking care to stay out of reach.
Magpie lands on Anklebiter's other shoulder -- and just sticks her tongue out at the Elves.
"Maybe you should sit this one out, grandma," Magpie mocks as she follows after the other homunculus. "You're last year's model, after all, and didn't you manage to get yourself killed on your first job?"
Magpie promptly flaps her wings and flies towards the waiting table.
Magpie flutters onto Kelendra's shoulder, tugs on her ear and points imperatively at the laboratory door.
Magpie flutters over to Anklebiter's shoulder and sits down. If the Elflord looks at her funny, she stubbornly crosses her arms and stares him down ... well, up.
As soon as Bruendor opens the bag, Magpie peeks out. The homunculus cocks her head at the Dwarf, nods, shakes her head, then twirls her index finger next to her temple and ... shrugs. Clearly, 'Maggie' is still pretty shaken by her experience. With another shrug and a twist, Magpie tumbles out of the bag, spreads her black-and-white-feathered wings and flaps over to Anklebiter, perching on top of his head. Tellingly, the little creation puts one hand on one of the Goblin's ears, as if to make sure he isn't going anywhere.
The bag Bruendor is holding starts to shake as something inside of it thrashes and struggles, small teeth worrying at a fold of material.
Magpie thrashes soundlessly.
Believe me, we noticed, "Darth" Bigrin. :p
For a while, I thought we weren't going to make it out of the Underdark. Whew!
The homunculus thrashes in the sudden grip, and tries to sink her teeth into Bruendor's thumb!
Magpie is, for the moment, content to savage the dead spider. Displaying brutality well in excess of her size, the homunculus kicks, punches, and even savages the thing with her teeth. Ropey strands of venom hang from her chin. If she had a voice, she would probably growl....
Undeterred by failure -- or anything resembling sanity -- Magpie continues to hurl herself at the spider, venomous saliva running down her chin as she tries to get inside the monster's guard.
A small shape detaches itself from the Anklebiter statue. Eyes rolling in the sockets, hair standing out wildly in every direction, the homunculus opens and closes its mouth as if to speak, but no sound issues forth.
'Who took my pie was it you was it you it goes hruuugh that is not my cow was it you was it me eight nine ten will you will you be my friend hooray hooray it's a wonderful day for I have found my COW! PIE! HURT! EMPTY! ANGRY! MURDER!' The words dissolve into a hideous, crazed scream as the homunculus once known as Magpie launches itself at the spider. Its only self-image now, however, is !
Magpie accepts the spell and lifts off, wings beating for height -- but not too much height. The homunculus telepathically relays her findings while she circles overhead, scanning both for threats to herself and for people following her creator's group with intent.
Magpie peeks out from under Anklebiter's cloak and gives Calla a tiny thumbs-up gesture, then waggles her eyebrows expectantly.
Magpie comes crawling out of Arca's collar and salutes the party, as if to tell them she is available for espionage.
While Arca casts, Magpie looks around -- and her eyes fall on Staryth. With a wicked grin, the homunculus takes wing and flies over to him to perch on his shoulder -- and tugs on his pointed ear with both hands.
As soon as the group has left the grounds, Magpie pokes her head up out of Arca's collar and then crawls all the way out. Settling on her Wizard's shoulder, she looks all around, her expression one of polite interest in all the new sights that had been denied to her, locked up in the little family's quarters....
Magpie raises her hand and gives the drow a questioning look as if to say 'Me, too?'
'He would've needed to be REAL shifty to do that with me watching,' Magpie communicates to Arca, who translates the homunculus' observation. That said, Magpie dutifully follows Quevven around and assists in his search.
Relying on the fact that her master has been sculpting after work for a while now, and handing his work out to anyone with an interest, Magpie - sits very still, hiding and imitating a sculpture. But at the same time, she sends an urgent telepathic call to her master about Gadak's intrusion!
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