The bellowing of the confused Troll was drowned out by the shrieks of the bloodthirsty Rogs. Some leaped into the green fog, only to stumble back out coughing and sputtering. They wished nothing more than to eviscerate the group that now looked to be fleeing. Beren nodded his 'your welcome' to Settionne, and led them down three alleyways as towards Calanon. "I'm not sure what way it is, ask him when we see him," Beren said breathlessly, referring to Calanon. His tanned and muscled arms were covered in grime and blood, belonging to him and the Rogs. 

Argon could move almost as fast as Ursaren, able to lope about on all four of his legs as well. His body moved side to side like an alligator or monitor lizard, but he stood upright and unsheathed his sword once more when he made it to the group. "Friendssss! I wish not to run from these pesssts, but I sssshall follow you!" he declared, and guarded the rear as they moved, mirroring Ursaren's vanguard action. 

"Don't worry, lass. If we're to be goin' underground, I'll keep ye safe," Geradin said, his beard bouncing as he trotted along with the party. He was actually running as fast as he could, which was merely a quick jog to the rest of them. He muttered something about 'cursed long legs' in Dwarvish, which had Beren laughing. 

Their fourth turn led them into a much wider street, akin to the last one that had subsequently turned into a battleground. Across the way, they saw Calanon perched atop a building. A building who's first story had collapsed inwards, leading into a tunnel twice as wide as the alleys they had just traversed. Beren shrugged, and looked to Alice. "At least it's roomy," he joked. 

As he spoke, Brogach the Elk trotted out of the underground passage way, shaking its shaggy head. Calanon leaped off the building, landing easily on his feet. "I've searched it for a bit when I found it. I thought if I was lost from the group, might do well to search. It's a long tunnel." 

Beren wasn't very keen on going underground, but he knew if they stayed above ground, the Rogs would track them down. "Alright, take a minute to bite something to eat and light your torches, we gotta go."
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