Mareth leans his earthbreaker against a wall for a moment while Ash and Myth do their thing.
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Mareth sags somewhat under the weight of his armour.
The creature howls and begins to move. Mareth suddenly sees it, like finally seeing the boat in those stupid wizard pictures the peasants were always gabbling about. Stupid peasants ... not so easy to see now that I've taken your eyes is it? Mareth doesn't bother unlimbering his bow, but grips his earthbreaker in both hands and waits for the thing to come to him.
Well, the site finally seemed to get back up, then I fell down. Been sick for most of the week, hopefully I'll be back into it now.
Mareth comes to a halt when he loses side of Ash, his helmeted head turning from side to side, seeking, but failing to find the stealthy elf. When Ash does re-appear and points out the creature waiting in ambush, Mareth peers through the darkness trying to see it (and again, failing), his gauntleted hands tight on the haft of his earthbreaker.
Mareth steps carefully back from Atma as she gathers her power, his earthbreaker held ready in both hands ... then seems to relax as she steps down. He gurgles something behind his helmet, then stalks off around the perimeter of the cavern, looking for exits.
Mareth glances inscrutably at Atma, then stalks after Ash. Once the elf has investigated the statue, Mareth stands beside it, hammer held ready to smite.
Mareth glances at the bones and peers into the darkness ahead.
Mareth glares at the door for a moment, earthbreaker held ready, just in case the statue decides to come after them. However he soon turns to look at Atma and Indrana’s embrace … or perhaps the blood that trickles down the womens’ chins. When Chandi propels Ash towards the stair, Mareth stops staring creepily at the two women and follows the elf trap-springer down the stairs.
Mareth opens the door, hammer held ready.
If Ash reports no dangers, then Mareth follows him down the stairs. He moves surprisingly quietly, his black armour seeming to merge with the shadows.
Mareth snorts in what sounds like derision - at the conversation or at the effort of searching, it's hard to tell - then steps back out of the room to stare down the corridor ahead.
Mareth stalks after Ash, moving surprisingly quietly for a big guy decked out in heavy spiked armour.
Might I suggest Mr. Gornn. He seems happy to see you.But I thought nobody was ever happy to see me. Now which one is it? Get your story straight, guys. ~ Looks ~
Mareth gives a brief, brusque nod, then turns to stare intently at Ash before glancing back down the corridor.
Mareth glares at Ash for a moment later, then turns, brushes past Eddin, barely avoiding impaling him on his spiked armour, and mutely presents his injuries to Chandi for inspection.
Mareth turns back to stare at Ash, who can probably feel the glare behind Mareth's faceplate.
The wounds he has suffered do not seem to have slowed Mareth down; he continues to pound at the lion with his double-handed hammer.
The lion’s claws screech noisily across Mareth’s armour without causing any harm, but the bite seems to damage the warrior, eliciting a grunt.
Mareth grunts as the lion’s claw tears into him. He rocks back, then brings his earthbreaker up into the underside of the lion’s jaw.
Mareth hesitates, seemingly unsure as to what has just happened.
Mareth strides down the corridor to a position where he can see around the corner.
Mareth bashes at the now open door twice with his mailed fist. ~KNOCK~ ... ~KNOCK~ Then looks down the death decorated corridor with his darkvision for any response.
Mareth will open the door, earthbreaker held loosely in his other hand.
Mareth continues forward, staying a step or two behind the trap springer.
Mareth stares at Chandi for a while out of his featureless helmet, then turns and continues down the hall.
Mareth makes a gargling noise that may indicate either mirth or frustration, then grabs Ash by the collar and propels him with him through the doorway and into the hallway beyond.
Mareth turns back to look at Chandi for a moment, idly adjusting the grip on his earthbreaker, before bringing his attention to the door.
Mareth pushes through the door. He glances at the bodies with his darkvision, looking for signs of obvious wounds.
Mareth peers through the crack in the door.
Mareth looks around, then strides forward to wrench open the door, earthbreaker held in his other hand.
Mareth stays silent (as usual) - he makes no move to decapitate the vampires (then his weapon is not well suited to such a task) nor claim a share of the treasure.
Dungeon Monkey: additional +2 if vs fear.
Mareth stays alert for additional threats, or any sign that the vampires are not as dead as they seem – he doesn’t know that much about the undead, but he knows that many of them are hard to permanently lay to rest with mere weapons.
A moment after Atma blasts the nearby vampire, Mareth steps forward and brings his earthbreaker down on its head.
Mareth strides in after Ash, earthbreaker at the ready.
Mareth moves to the side, stabs his gauntleted finger towards Ash's face (stopping just short), then gestures with his thumb into the room.
Seeing nothing out of the ordinary, Mareth turns his head to bring his helmeted face in line with Atma's, obviously waiting for her to climb down so that he can move into the room - or giving her a silent warning that he's about to start moving no matter whether she removes herself or not.
Mareth looks through the now open doorway, looking for dangers or exits.
Mareth steps forward and wrenches open the door.
Mareth shrugs.
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