[CENTER][b]Steven Gremlock~Imperium[/b][/CENTER]

To say the Goblin felt out of place here would have been an understatement. Between the Minotaur and Centaur pair, the Half Dragon, an Imperial with a strong distaste for mages, and the mysterious hooded human, Gremlock felt like he may have chosen the wrong assignment here. As the group entered the dungeon, his hair stood on end, this place was filled to the brim with magic. To be fair, he expected at least a little magic emanating from this place, given the artifact that was supposedly inside, but this was more of a tidal wave of energy washing over and around him. Clearly the tales of this Eternal Soul Gem were not exaggerated...although if this place was hidden from view of the Archmage, perhaps it was the mass of other artifacts found within. Either case was equally probable.

After the initial shock passed, something else crossed Gremlock's nose...gunpowder? Why would there be gunpowder here, of all places? It had to have been recent, otherwise the smell would have dissipated a long time ago, Question was, if Florence, and a presumably close circle of friends, were the only ones who knew of this place, why would there be gunpowder? When the door opened, a voice rang out, something about a Choir and Voices, but Gremlock's mind was much too focused on other matters to pay much attention. Ghosts, after all, had a tendency of blathering incoherent nonsense, at least as far as Gremlock was concerned.

Regardless, he entered the dungeon behind the rest of the Blades. Around his waist were two Alchemical Salves of Healing, made with Renaltan herbs, two Standard Potions of Fireball, a Basic Potion of Defensive Fortification, and an Empty Potion Bottle. All labeled for this mission, just in case. Soon enough, the Blades ran into an intersection between an old armory and an old dining hall. Both options sounded pretty bad, animated weapons were a probability in a place like this, and the lack of foreseeable dangers in the dining hall was perhaps the biggest danger of all. 

It was at this point that the Doctor spoke up [b]"Everyone, I am sensing...well two things actually. The first would be magic, but I guess that would be pretty obvious. The second however, is gunpowder, [i]recently fired[/i] gunpowder if I'm not mistaken. Florence, did you or anyone you know of send forces to this place before we came here? On to the matter at hand though, I think we should head down the dining hall, armories in magical places have a nasty habit of being filled with weapons that are either useless, or trying to kill you. Still, I'm okay for either direction, just as long as we pick one!"[/b]