[h2][center][color=orange]Cicero Bladewalker[/color][/center][/h2]
[center][@Fetzen][@Cyrania][@Sol Grim][@Timemaster][/center]

[color=orange]"I appreciate it."[/color] Cicero's eyes began adjusting to the dark cave. He squinted and then he spotted it. A red blood trail leading up the stairwell some 40 meters away. [color=orange]"The captain went this way. Let's hope he didn't bleed out."[/color] Cicero remarked nervously pointing to the trail.

As the two followed up toward the stairs they heard the sound of a large door unlatching and swinging open. Soon after it closed with a thud. [color=orange][i]"Did he get out?[/i][/color] Cicero thought to himself. He kept his blade at the ready. Then they heard voices above.

The ramblings of Dalious were easy to distinguish. That's when he heard them. Gwyneria and Ashe were conversing with the half dead pirate. Cicero glanced at Fyr and pointed up, [color=orange]"Friends."[/color] He whispered.

When Gwyn mentioned his name Cicero called up, [color=orange]"Down here!"[/color] He waved enthusiastically and began ascending the stairway. The light shown through the cracks in the door just beyond the group. He stopped abruptly when he spotted a dark-clad figure that resembled a guard. But when he saw her conversing he breathed a sigh of relief and continued. It was just Ashe. 

[color=orange]"Gwyn, am I glad to see you!"[/color] Cicero gave an enthusiastic yet awkward hug as the elf was busy tending to Dalious at that moment near the ground. 

Then he continued, [color=orange]"Manzur and I got separated. Managed to free the slaves, yes that's right. These demonfolk are getting free labor and intended the same for us. At least that is what I surmise. Ashe, I barely recognized you in that. Very nearly took me for one of them. Dalious, you don't look so good..."[/color]

Then he turned to Fyr almost forgetting the tattooed warrior, [color=orange]"I must've forgotten my knightly manners, Gwyn, Ashe, this is Fyr. A slave turned freeman. Fyr, these are my companions.[/color] 

Almost as an after thought he rubbed his sore ribcage. [color=orange]"My ribs hurt, when you get a chance. That is if you still have energy."[/color]