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The old raven watched as the bone woman cast a spell to give them a bit of light. It wasn't very bright but that was perhaps due to the darkness being manifested by the cursed. It was darkness one could choke on. Lucian cursed himself for not bringing oil with them to make a torch. Too late to worry about it now. Mergoux took the lead as she seemed to be able to track the child's voice. Lucian moved slowly, gripping his ax and breathing slowly and calmly despite their surroundings. The bone woman then spoke up and Lucian hissed towards her. [color=darkred][i]"Quiet woman! We don't need to make our position more known"[/i][/color] he whispered. The old raven scowled as he considered whether or not to tell the group what they faced. If he told the whole truth, it would likely scare them and leave their will weakened. If he told them nothing, they could easily get themselves killed and the pair would have failed their oath to guard the living. [i]Only what they must know for the situation[/i]. He sighed as he came to a decision.

[color=darkred][i]"All you both need to know for now is to be on guard. These things are crafty and have a tendency to ambush you. You want these things dead? Fire, dismemberment, or the wax my apprentice and I use. Now quiet!"[/i][/color] he said as the voice could still be heard in the darkness. [i]"Momma! Papa! Anyone!"[/i] it said. You could hear the child whimpering and clearly crying. Lucian wasn't sure how a child managed to get into the catacombs until they found something. An opening in the wall of the catacombs that lead into a circular tunnel of bricks. Then the smell hit him. Shit, piss, human waste. They'd found their way into a sewer. This made some semblance of sense. Perhaps the child was poor and homeless and had taken shelter in the sewers to avoid the rain and merely gotten lost. Lucian pulled a cloth up over his face and nose as the smell was something truly foul. Thankfully the waste wasn't ankle deep and the rain was drowning some of the stench. As they trekked deeper into the sewer, a shape became apparent before them. It was short and had long black hair that was dirty, curled into a ball against the wall. The girl.

[i]"Hello? Is someone there?"[/i] the girl asked. Lucian rested his hand on the mercenary's shoulder to tell her to stay where she was. [color=darkred][i]"Lua, stay here with them. If she's cursed it's better she isn't in the middle of our group"[/i][/color] he instructed. Lucian took his crossbow off his shoulder and handed it to Lua along with his bolts. She knew how to use it thankfully, her aim however was hit and miss. At this range, he at least felt comfortable putting her in charge. The crossbow was truly a unique design, a lever action device that pulled the drawstring back quickly and effortlessly and made firing it much faster. Before he stepped forward, he looked at the group. [color=darkred][i]"If this girl is cursed, suppress your fear and trust your actions. We don't need them getting the upper hand. Am I understood?"[/i][/color] he questioned sternly with a raised eyebrow.[/center]