[color=SteelBlue]"Explosives..."[/color] Ghurst murmured, as he reached read through another section of the notes while the others talked. The ones in his hands at the moment concerned the under-works of the city with passing references to the stonework.

[color=SteelBlue]"We need explosives. Nothing fancy or cruel. But ones precise enough to shape the blasts. Something like this."[/color]

Turning one of the sheets over he traced out a pattern with a stick of coal. It also showed the shaped of the explosive forces and their direction.

[color=SteelBlue]"Anything more than this and we stand a good chance of either bringing more of the city down around us and less will barely do anything. While our breathing conduits wold be helpful, we should plan on making our own exit. Beneath the earth time is elusive and trusting our own sense of it could lead to disaster. This could also give us a more direct path should subsequent trips become necessary."[/color]

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[color=DarkOrange]"Honestly, it was never a consideration on my part that I should go below,"[/color] with the strange sewer pirate gone Eresa managed to feel a little more at ease. The fates certainly did want to make this trying for her though. While Ghurst's suggestion was sound, it meant that she would be shackled with all these others. Her usual methods of persuasion would only alarm or anger some of these righteous pawns. On the other hand it would give the morally ambiguous among them... "ideas."