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The wolf fled of course, leading the group of prisoners directly to the fortress of the werewolves and the still lakes there. Rafiq kept looking nervously at Noire, rarely taking their eyes off of the cat for more than a second at a time as they ventured forth. So of course Rafiq would quickly volunteer to get the hell away from this damn cat, to sneak into the fortress and open the doors from the inside. As they stopped, a howl echoed through the caves. A single sorrowful tone that pierced the silence of the cave. Another howl joined in, followed by another and another. From sorrow to rage, the wolves howled in unison as the gates opened, releasing a veritable swarm of werewolves charging at the group, these ones with much better equipment. [b][color=00CED1]"I think the wolf told his boss we were coming. Told, informed, disclosed."[/color][/b] Rafiq whispered to the group as they disappeared, taking the opportunity to get in quickly while the rest of the group distracted them. Gone were the splintered spears and rusty swords, while this wasn't top of the grade equipment by any means it was most certainly better than the garbage those patrols had been using. The gates closed behind the swarm quickly, only the slightest opportunity for Rafiq to sneak in and begin their work while the others began the fight.

Looks like they would be stalling for time while Rafiq figured out how to get the gates open. Fun stuff.