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CDT0925Pebbles gripped his bow tightly for a brief moment, before cocking his head as the last goblin falls. He began to replace his bow to where it had rested prior, but stopped as he watched the shapeshifter change form. He was rather interested in this occurrence, and halted as it took place, letting his bow rest idly a few inches from his back as he observed the transformation. After a few seconds of watching, however, the Kenku grew bored, and returned the bow to its place where it had rested prior. He hated using the thing, but it was a good idea to make sure he knew how to use it so that he could avoid confrontation... even though it usually made battles less exciting. Disregarding the ongoings of the other members of the party, Pebbles walked over towards where his arrows should have hit, searching the battlefield to gather any remaining usable arrows.
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Taking a deep breath, Pebbles decided that the last shot was simply a fluke. Besides, nobody saw that, right? He hoped nobody noticed it, anyways. Once he had quietly regained his composure, he raced across the battlefield, pushing through the brush while his longbow with both hands. Once he was out, he stepped behind the half-orc barbarian before him, reaching for an arrow and taking aim as he watched his target. With a silent breath, he let the arrow fly loose as it sailed through the air and struck the small green creature. Even though it wasn't visible on his face, the kenku held himself with a faint air of pride at his success. He preferred to get closer to his targets, but it was nice to know that he was still handy with a bow and arrow.
Pebbles races across the river, seeing the situation before him. Without a word- er, rather, without a sound, he equipped his longbow and prepared an arrow, hoping it would fly true at his target. He let the bow's string go and watched the arrow sail through the sky... only to miss his intended target. Anger flared in his beady eyes for a split second, as he briefly threw one of his arms back and seemed to prepare to throw the bow, only to sigh and stop. One arrow, wasted in a futile shot.
Uregaunt's eyebrows shot up as he first watched the albino escape his grasp, only growing in height as the invisible figure smashed through the floor, followed shortly by Thanath's war cry as he, too, joined in what Uregaunt could only assume was a battle going on downstairs. He gripped his blade tighter, and began to prepare himself to join the battle, only to stop as he watched Halflight approach one of the doors. Uregaunt began to open his mouth in objection, but frowned, looking between the gap in the floor and Halflight. The albino would serve the same purpose to him whether he was dead or alive, he supposed. Just as long as he was close whenever the time came.
Uregaunt quickly ran over towards Halflight, a sense of urgency present on his face. "Uh, friend... could you help me open this door?" Normally, he would have said something about Halflight referring to him as a "friend". Very few people had done so before he found himself trapped in this odd place, and for good reason. He tried to avoid making a name for himself beyond aliases, or simple titles such as "that priest" or "that man". The two hardly knew each other as it was, but the fact that he had referred to Uregaunt as a friend caught his attention. He had little time to analyze such minute details, however, and dismissed it. Uregaunt turned his focus to the door, giving it a quick look-over. The lock looked like it could potentially be broken. With this knowledge, Uregaunt decided to try and hit the lock someplace where Halflight had already weakened it in his attempt to open the door. He raised his arm and struck at the lock, breaking the lock and allowing the door to swing open. "There," Uregaunt said, waving his blade towards Halflight's gear as if it were a stick. "Gear up, quickly. We've not a moment to waste in acquiring our things."
Uregaunt quickly ran over towards Halflight, a sense of urgency present on his face. "Uh, friend... could you help me open this door?" Normally, he would have said something about Halflight referring to him as a "friend". Very few people had done so before he found himself trapped in this odd place, and for good reason. He tried to avoid making a name for himself beyond aliases, or simple titles such as "that priest" or "that man". The two hardly knew each other as it was, but the fact that he had referred to Uregaunt as a friend caught his attention. He had little time to analyze such minute details, however, and dismissed it. Uregaunt turned his focus to the door, giving it a quick look-over. The lock looked like it could potentially be broken. With this knowledge, Uregaunt decided to try and hit the lock someplace where Halflight had already weakened it in his attempt to open the door. He raised his arm and struck at the lock, breaking the lock and allowing the door to swing open. "There," Uregaunt said, waving his blade towards Halflight's gear as if it were a stick. "Gear up, quickly. We've not a moment to waste in acquiring our things."
Seeing the albino eye the hole, Uregaunt frowned. It would be quite an effective way to leave the situation the albino was stuck in, and given his reaction to the invisible woman... Uregaunt was admittedly a bit wary of the woman himself, but he was even more wary of the albino. As long as Uregaunt lived and breathed, the albino wouldn't leave his sight, at least not yet. With a frown, Uregaunt whipped out a hand to grab the albino and hold him before he could do anything. "Hold on just a second-" Uregaunt's argument to dissuade the albino from leaping down into the hole was interrupted as he soon realized how much force he had thrown into the lunge. Too much, it seemed, as he slipped and fell in an embarassing, his face coming into contact with the albino's rear as he caught himself in an unfortunate position. Visions of furiously hacking apart the albino leapt into his mind, as he slowly stood up and wiped off his mouth, his face that of horror and disgust.
Uregaunt's eyes darted towards the loud footsteps for a brief moment, trying to discern where exactly the sound was coming from. Thanath's words repeated in his head, as he soon realized the loud party was invisible. He'd have to find a way to remedy that minor annoyance somehow, as several thoughts vocalized themselves in his mind. He dismissed them all with a shake of his head, however, and turned towards the albino. Even though he had briefly noticed it when removing the odd mechanism from his chest, the diamond hooked his attention. As far as he knew, no such feature existed on anybody else's chest from what he'd seen thus far. His interest was piqued, and anything he could learn about where he was would likely prove to be valuable in his escape... Waterdeep. Uregaunt was truly desirous to know what he was doing here. No stone must be left unturned, and no anomaly left unquestioned.
Without a word, he leaned forward to examine the diamond on the man's chest as quickly as possible, so as not to attract much attention. After a moment of inspection, he slouched back without a word. A flat expression was painted on his face, and he let out a drawn out breath from his nose. This new development could potentially be useful in the future. Uregaunt unconsciously bit his bottom lip in thought for a moment. He'd have to watch this one carefully; letting the albino go would be a catastrophic mistake. He put on his best smile, and turned towards the albino. "Fret not," Uregaunt said, attempting to look as non-threatening as a man can be while holding a magical blade. "We're trying to find out the answer to that question ourselves." Uregaunt looked up towards the ceiling again with a frown, his gaze turning around to the shut doors. Why was there an illusory ceiling here in the first place?
Without a word, he leaned forward to examine the diamond on the man's chest as quickly as possible, so as not to attract much attention. After a moment of inspection, he slouched back without a word. A flat expression was painted on his face, and he let out a drawn out breath from his nose. This new development could potentially be useful in the future. Uregaunt unconsciously bit his bottom lip in thought for a moment. He'd have to watch this one carefully; letting the albino go would be a catastrophic mistake. He put on his best smile, and turned towards the albino. "Fret not," Uregaunt said, attempting to look as non-threatening as a man can be while holding a magical blade. "We're trying to find out the answer to that question ourselves." Uregaunt looked up towards the ceiling again with a frown, his gaze turning around to the shut doors. Why was there an illusory ceiling here in the first place?
"What's this now?!" Uregaunt shouted in surprise at Halflight, stumbling backwards as he kept a tight grip on his weapon. What was this madman doing? Uregaunt's gaze flicked upwards for a moment, hearing Halflight's remark. He let out an annoyed sigh, shaking his head. Why would they hide an illusory ceiling in the room? He'd have to think about that, but for a moment he had more pressing matters to attend to. Uregaunt's eyes drifted towards the northern center slab, focusing on the albino that was bleeding profusely from a table. He walked towards the figure, taking special note of the diamond on his chest. The question of why this man had a large diamond in his chest would have to be unanswered for now, the relative oddity of it especially intriguing him. Clearly, this man was different from himself and Halflight, and this bothered Uregaunt. This man could potentially have answers for Uregaunt, but the albino couldn't help solve the enigma everybody was in if he was dead.
Uregaunt crouched over the man and began to work, examining him closely and searching for his pulse. With precise timing, he extracted the catheter, chucking the object to the floor as the man's chest wounds began to heal. He watched the man's wound as it healed, lingering over him in case he needed any further attention. Uregaunt stepped back, a prideful smirk teasing his face for a moment as he watched the albino lay there. Now, to tend to his own wounds... With a quiet murmur and a small gesture, he felt himself be revitalized by magic, taking a deep breath as he cast his spell.
"Well, it seems like everyone's starting to figure their own things out, after all?" Halflight mentioned, facing the armed man, as he picked up his new makeshift cloak, wrapping it around himself once again, like a cape.
"If I find whoever did this," Uregaunt growls, "I swear I'll tear their throat out and feed it to their kin." He scowls to no one in particular.
"You shoudn't let anger guide you while you're cutting tubes connected to your body. Would you like a hand with taking them off?"
Uregaunt looks at the person for a moment, biting his tongue. Best not bite the hand that feeds. "Sure, if you wouldn't mind," he says in a defeated sigh.
Halflight grinned as he submitted to his help. The Knight figured befriending the only man with a weapon was the wise thing to do, in a situation like this.
"Hey!" Thanath called back into the hole "I think I've found a way out!"
Halflight approached Uregaunt as he aided him in removing all the pesky tubing out of the way.
"We'll be with you, shortly, friend!" Halflight called back to Thanath, while he proceeded with things.
"I can't believe I've been had," Uregaunt mumbles under his breath, letting the man help remove his tubings. He still sounds angry, but his rage seems more subdued than before, leaving him content to glare straight ahead.
"Relax, friend. We have all been tricked out of our things, it seems. Doesn't seem like your average highway bandit has done this, however..."
"True," Uregaunt continued to mumble. "It seems there is more to this situation than what first impressions may reveal..." He gives a dry chuckle. "What would anybody want with me, let alone the others currently here? I can't say I recall meeting any of you before."
"I've met all sorts of colorful people in my adventures as a knight, but there are still things that I haven't seen before until now, like that peculiar looking golem who was laying in the center of the room." After Halflight took out the tubing, his hand begins to glow again, this time with some sort of... black, glowing light.
"I'm going to heal you, now."
"Awfully kind of you," Uregaunt noticed. "Healing someone you've just met." His voice harbors mild curiosity as he speaks.
"Better to make friends than foes, especially in a time like this." Halflight mentioned, before he channeled his divine energy into Uregaunt.
The healing is rather minute, but it seems to do the job well enough.
"My apologies, but I am no man of the cloth. I won't be able to heal you as well as a priest without expending all my power... and I believe I will need it, until I, myself, am able to find a weapon."
Uregaunt takes a deep breath, his stance still cautious as he lowers his blade. "That is quite a problem," Uregaunt says. His angry demeanor has lessened greatly, but he still sounds rather dissapointed that someone "had" him. "I would lend you mine, but I'm afraid it would service you little. I do appreciate what you have done, however, and promise to pay you back in full when I can." He bows his head slightly, a sign of gratitude. "Thank you."
Halflight steps back, with a nod and a smile. "If you wish to pay me back, then follow me, into the pillar where the golem had disappeared into." Halflight pointed towards the illusory wall, grabbing part of the discarded tubing and throwing it into the wall in an effort to show Uregaunt the peculiarity of the pseudo wall.
"Hm?" Uregaunt looks at the wall and starts to shake his head in doubt, but halts as he watches the tubing. His eyebrows shoot up. "How... curious," he says, keeping his voice down. His eyes jump back and forth between the hole in the wall and the false wall. After a moment of consideration, he nods. "Very well," he says. "Something tells me going through a feature of the room we're in will get us closer to escaping than smashing down the wall and trying to escape that way." He scoffs under his breath at the idea of the latter, although something still seems to bother him.
"Indeed... in truth, it was one of the first things I noticed when I had awakened. In truth, I had wished to find out if there happened to be anyone as cunning as I, if not moreso... and so far, as you can see, my results happened to be sorely lacking."
"Clearly whoever captured us wasn't looking for the sharpest people they could find," Uregaunt offhandedly remarks. "That does make me wonder, however, what exactly it was they were planning to do with us..."
"It must have something to do with this..." Halflight prods the gem in his right forearm.
Uregaunt takes a look at Halflight's gem, comparing it to your own. "How odd," he mutters under his breath.
"Might I ask, by the way, but which arm would be your dominant?"
"My right one," he says, gesturing with the arm with which he is holding the strange blade.
"Hm... I see. As a Knight, I had trained in fighting with both arms, hence I became ambidextrous as a result. I still, however, would prefer fighting with my left hand over my right, which would, under normal circumstances, be my dominant arm."
"With the fact that most of us captured happen to be warriors under consideration, it may seem that whoever embedded these stones within us didn't want to risk hindering our fighting capabilities."
"Indeed. I wonder what their purpose is, though," Uregaunt muses. "Do they perhaps denote something about us? Is it a symbol of some sort? It seems rather odd that they would insert the gems without any purpose..."
"The colors may have a significance as well. I find it rather peculiar that we both share a shade of red as ours."
"It is rather odd," Uregaunt notes, frowning as he takes another look at his own gem before lowering his arm.
"If I find whoever did this," Uregaunt growls, "I swear I'll tear their throat out and feed it to their kin." He scowls to no one in particular.
"You shoudn't let anger guide you while you're cutting tubes connected to your body. Would you like a hand with taking them off?"
Uregaunt looks at the person for a moment, biting his tongue. Best not bite the hand that feeds. "Sure, if you wouldn't mind," he says in a defeated sigh.
Halflight grinned as he submitted to his help. The Knight figured befriending the only man with a weapon was the wise thing to do, in a situation like this.
"Hey!" Thanath called back into the hole "I think I've found a way out!"
Halflight approached Uregaunt as he aided him in removing all the pesky tubing out of the way.
"We'll be with you, shortly, friend!" Halflight called back to Thanath, while he proceeded with things.
"I can't believe I've been had," Uregaunt mumbles under his breath, letting the man help remove his tubings. He still sounds angry, but his rage seems more subdued than before, leaving him content to glare straight ahead.
"Relax, friend. We have all been tricked out of our things, it seems. Doesn't seem like your average highway bandit has done this, however..."
"True," Uregaunt continued to mumble. "It seems there is more to this situation than what first impressions may reveal..." He gives a dry chuckle. "What would anybody want with me, let alone the others currently here? I can't say I recall meeting any of you before."
"I've met all sorts of colorful people in my adventures as a knight, but there are still things that I haven't seen before until now, like that peculiar looking golem who was laying in the center of the room." After Halflight took out the tubing, his hand begins to glow again, this time with some sort of... black, glowing light.
"I'm going to heal you, now."
"Awfully kind of you," Uregaunt noticed. "Healing someone you've just met." His voice harbors mild curiosity as he speaks.
"Better to make friends than foes, especially in a time like this." Halflight mentioned, before he channeled his divine energy into Uregaunt.
The healing is rather minute, but it seems to do the job well enough.
"My apologies, but I am no man of the cloth. I won't be able to heal you as well as a priest without expending all my power... and I believe I will need it, until I, myself, am able to find a weapon."
Uregaunt takes a deep breath, his stance still cautious as he lowers his blade. "That is quite a problem," Uregaunt says. His angry demeanor has lessened greatly, but he still sounds rather dissapointed that someone "had" him. "I would lend you mine, but I'm afraid it would service you little. I do appreciate what you have done, however, and promise to pay you back in full when I can." He bows his head slightly, a sign of gratitude. "Thank you."
Halflight steps back, with a nod and a smile. "If you wish to pay me back, then follow me, into the pillar where the golem had disappeared into." Halflight pointed towards the illusory wall, grabbing part of the discarded tubing and throwing it into the wall in an effort to show Uregaunt the peculiarity of the pseudo wall.
"Hm?" Uregaunt looks at the wall and starts to shake his head in doubt, but halts as he watches the tubing. His eyebrows shoot up. "How... curious," he says, keeping his voice down. His eyes jump back and forth between the hole in the wall and the false wall. After a moment of consideration, he nods. "Very well," he says. "Something tells me going through a feature of the room we're in will get us closer to escaping than smashing down the wall and trying to escape that way." He scoffs under his breath at the idea of the latter, although something still seems to bother him.
"Indeed... in truth, it was one of the first things I noticed when I had awakened. In truth, I had wished to find out if there happened to be anyone as cunning as I, if not moreso... and so far, as you can see, my results happened to be sorely lacking."
"Clearly whoever captured us wasn't looking for the sharpest people they could find," Uregaunt offhandedly remarks. "That does make me wonder, however, what exactly it was they were planning to do with us..."
"It must have something to do with this..." Halflight prods the gem in his right forearm.
Uregaunt takes a look at Halflight's gem, comparing it to your own. "How odd," he mutters under his breath.
"Might I ask, by the way, but which arm would be your dominant?"
"My right one," he says, gesturing with the arm with which he is holding the strange blade.
"Hm... I see. As a Knight, I had trained in fighting with both arms, hence I became ambidextrous as a result. I still, however, would prefer fighting with my left hand over my right, which would, under normal circumstances, be my dominant arm."
"With the fact that most of us captured happen to be warriors under consideration, it may seem that whoever embedded these stones within us didn't want to risk hindering our fighting capabilities."
"Indeed. I wonder what their purpose is, though," Uregaunt muses. "Do they perhaps denote something about us? Is it a symbol of some sort? It seems rather odd that they would insert the gems without any purpose..."
"The colors may have a significance as well. I find it rather peculiar that we both share a shade of red as ours."
"It is rather odd," Uregaunt notes, frowning as he takes another look at his own gem before lowering his arm.
Uregaunt looks around at his surroundings, taking it in as he tries to take a few deep breaths. He would try to stand up, groaning to himself as he does. Where had all of his equipment gone? What happened? Why had he come here? A small hint of anger began to brew in Uregaunt as he steps away from the other tables, moving as far away from them as possible. He wasn't going to be bested by anybody! With that, Uregaunt would call upon his patron to form a longsword into his hand via the pact he made, watching the others carefully. He was going to find out what was happening one way or another.
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