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Webbed hands shake you all gently awake....
The posse edges into the tunnel, passing the newtling bachelors as they line the walls. The way turns quickly from gold to grey and warm mist begins to hug the mens ankles as they walk. unseen bones crunch underfoot, causing the occassional stumble and wince of pain.


The firestones are once again bright and the newtlings are bustling around the cave. There's food and drink at hand and the mules are being fed by Belkar and a much subdued Orkal.
The lead three, Jarenst, Prox, and palmir suddenly find them selves at the tunnels opening, the lanterns held behind, illuminating a large cavern, warm, fetid, wet air with clouds of mist hiding both floor and ceiling. The noise of water comes from somewhere ahead, strange sounding and as the mist clears for a moment the men can see a slowly moving stream...an ice slurry which rises above the streams bank, moving slowly to the left, cracking and slooshing ominously.


As each member of the posse shake off the effects of last nights visions and sleep, they notice that the floor is alive with turtles, some as large as the Uz ham beetles encountered before. Newtlings scurry back and forth, going about their morning chores, removing stores from the hundreds of niches that adorn the cavern walls.
A newtling whimpers..armour creaks and the posse begin to sweat.


Flysnapper waves from infront of the statue , where he is talking to the old Priestess and a handfull of armed newtling warriors.
Strange shadows show within the mist
 
Gort the Enlo siddles up to Jarenst with a steaming shell of stew
 
''Morning guv, how you?'' he looks towards Dolwynn and smiles
 
''We go kill Lizard now? Newtling say we get our souls eaten by ghost first eh? ha ha''
 
He seems rather chirpy.
 
Flysnapper approaches and bows to the Posse
 
''You all rested well?  Proxenus will you help bring our friends into the light? Yallabaloo wishes to welcome you each into his net...''

Revision as of 10:16, 7 March 2011

The posse edges into the tunnel, passing the newtling bachelors as they line the walls. The way turns quickly from gold to grey and warm mist begins to hug the mens ankles as they walk. unseen bones crunch underfoot, causing the occassional stumble and wince of pain.

The lead three, Jarenst, Prox, and palmir suddenly find them selves at the tunnels opening, the lanterns held behind, illuminating a large cavern, warm, fetid, wet air with clouds of mist hiding both floor and ceiling. The noise of water comes from somewhere ahead, strange sounding and as the mist clears for a moment the men can see a slowly moving stream...an ice slurry which rises above the streams bank, moving slowly to the left, cracking and slooshing ominously.

A newtling whimpers..armour creaks and the posse begin to sweat.

Strange shadows show within the mist

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