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Posted: Sat May 29, 2004 11:30 pm
by Silence
RT shakes her head and shrugs. With a second thought she runs her fingers along the wall until they catch on a rough spot. Crouching down she makes to rip a loose thread off the hem of her pants put thinks better of it and looks at Cole.
We could catch thread on the wall but white threads will show up better than mine.
Looking at her clothing, it is clear that she is right. Nothing she is wearing is made of any color strong enough to stand out against the dirty surface.
Posted: Sun May 30, 2004 8:31 pm
by Cole Deschain
With a grimace, Cole regards Longtooth...
This is going to be rough on you, I'm afraid.
"I guess this'll have to do."
The ex-Kargat brings the dagger to bear on the mossy stone of the wall, carving a Darkonian rune into its surface with the magical dagger. He grimaces as he reagards his weapon.
"Remind me to look up a whetstone whne we get back..."
Posted: Wed Jun 02, 2004 10:14 pm
by Shadowcast
Bronn smiles.
"If you're really that concerned, I carry one with me."
Posted: Thu Jun 03, 2004 12:02 am
by Silence
Do you really want to stop in this filth?
RT looks like the thought of stopping at this point offends multiple sense, most especially her sense of smell.
Posted: Thu Jun 03, 2004 12:54 pm
by Cole Deschain
"No. Let's get a move on"
Cole sets off into the muck, seeming very much in his element.
Posted: Sat Jun 05, 2004 11:24 am
by Jason of the Fraternity
Jebbedo quickly falls in step behind Cole. It is fairly obvious to anyone watching that the gnome is not in his element in these sewers. Being a druid, these man-made tunnels for the filth of civilization do not offer him much comfort. Plus, the horrid odor greatly offends his very sensitive gnome nose.
Pulling a handkerchief from a pocket, Jebbedo covers his nose and mouth in an attempt to block the worst of the foul stench. The small streams of tears show that his efforts are barely above being fruitless.
Posted: Sat Jun 05, 2004 4:36 pm
by Cole Deschain
Every fifteen feet or so, Cole takes a second to scratch the mark and adds a number to each scratch... It's obvious he doesn't just want to know where they've been, but when. The stone casts its radience, illuminating the dank tunnels perhaps a little too well... until suddenly, the light (and, of course, the Darkonian wearing it) disappear under the muck with alarming rapidity. The mostly-liquid filth churns, and the glow of the stone is still visible, however faintly, from under the mire...
Posted: Sun Jun 06, 2004 11:07 pm
by Silence
Well.
RT looks closely at the spot Cole disapeared for a moment before pulling out a rope and handing one end to Bronn. She looks again at the filth, shaking her head before taking a few steps towards it. Quickly turning back she glances at her two companions.
If I tug at it in some sort of pattern, follow. Otherwise, I hope I'll find Cole and get out of this quickly.
With that she finishes the knot at her waist, leaving enough tail to tie a second person on if necessary, and wades carefully towards where Cole went through.
Posted: Mon Jun 07, 2004 11:51 pm
by Cole Deschain
The water continues frothing, although the sound of disturbed sewage is all that can be heard.
The smell, of course, is real eye-opener.
Posted: Thu Jun 10, 2004 4:22 pm
by Jason of the Fraternity
Jebbedo squints his eyes as he tries to cover his nose more fully with his handkerchief. At the same time, he grabs a hold of the rope and helps Bronn keep a grip on it.
"I'm grateful that it is her and not me," Jebbedo says from beneath his kerchief to Bronn as they watch the lithe woman begins to wade deeper into the water.
Posted: Thu Jun 10, 2004 5:24 pm
by Shadowcast
Bronn makes sure he has a firm grip on the rope, and glances around for anything to hand onto to secure himself further. He knew that if it was up to him to pull them out, it would come in useful.
Posted: Thu Jun 10, 2004 11:25 pm
by Silence
RT, overhearing Jebbedo's comment, turns her head towards them
I thought about throwing you in after him but decided against it.
it is hard to tell at first if she is joking but a flicker of her usual smile curves her lips before she completely turns her back. She reaches up with one hand to brush a stray wisp of hair out of her eyes before her feet find the hole Cole went through.
Posted: Fri Jun 11, 2004 3:56 am
by Cole Deschain
As RT descends into the murk, she soon discovers that Cole has disappeared into something that is not so much a hole as a depression, and that he didn't fall- he was dragged down. even through the disgusting sludge that surrounds her, she can dimly make out swirling movement as the bard and his unseen assailant struggle.
Posted: Fri Jun 11, 2004 11:56 pm
by Silence
RT mentally cursing her left arm, or lack there-of, she forcefully plunges deeper. Without being able to hold onto both rope and weapon, she opts for the rope and the quick in-and-out tactic, hoping Cole's own handicap won't slow down his ability to both grab and fight. She slows as she pulls nearer to him, trying ot see the best angle to get to him and not the lurker that pulled him in.
Posted: Fri Jun 18, 2004 2:57 pm
by Jason of the Fraternity
Not completely sure if she had been joking or not, Jebbedo decides that it is in his best interest not to respond to RT's remark. Instead, he shuffles his feet slightly and steadies himself with the rope in hand. The idea of becoming a larger animal comes to his mind, but the gnome figures that Bronn should be able to handle anything for at least the first few seconds. If he needed to become an ox or mule, then there should be time to do so.
As RT probes the waters, another idea comes to the gnome druid's mind. He could become a fish or frog and explore the depths of the sewer waters. Then again, he would have to swim around in the filth to do so...
Shaking his head, Jebbedo looks over and watches.