[@GarlandDaHero],[@The Irish Tree],[@AdmrlStalfos19],[@Hyyde322],[@Kal-El]

[h2][center][color=ed1c24]Cayde Selmy[/color][/center][/h2]

Hearing the rest of his companions discuss the need of a strategy against Warden Derrick, Cayde decided to throw in his own thoughts on the matter. [color=ed1c24]"While I agree that a plan for dealing with the warden is certainly in order, I don't think we can do so now. We don't have enough information on him like strengths and weaknesses or possible environmental hazards on the fourth floor that we or he could take advantage of. We could try and find a guard to interrogate, but I don't believe we have the time nor the privacy to conduct anything of the sort. Our best option may be to perform our own recon before engaging him ourselves."[/color]

Soon after he finished speaking though, the group would find themselves ambushed by a group of eldritch horrors that seemed like something right out of his uncle's tales. [color=ed1c24]"Hold that thought,"[/color] he said, peeking around the corner with Perkeo to avoid being hit by one of their water-y projectiles. [color=ed1c24]"I'm no marine biologist, but..."[/color] Cayde had begun to say before one of the creatures spit out a ball of slime at the wall he was hiding behind. [color=ed1c24]"I believe it's safe to say these things prefer water over this stone tower. Deep water most likely."[/color]

Looking over to a nearby scone that held a torch, one of the few sources of light in this prison, the nobleman began to hatch a plan. Removing the torch from it's fixture, Cayde tossed it around the corner to see how the five water-aligned monsters reacted. He had a feeling that their eyes would be extremely sensitive to the light as they would be meant for depths far below where the Sun's light could reach their habitat.