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"Interesting, are you expecting it to react? I the first one was unfamilar to you?" Tesni watched, curious at the magic she had never really had any affinity for.

"To the left we shall go, onwards!"

"Alright then, I'll take the venom, Cleric Ratibor, you can have the bone as you carry the important items I am sure something to distract an attack could come in handy. I will hold onto this coin and add it to our total when we devide it or if we get more odd drops like this." Tesni looked around at the two tunnesl "I can see markings on the wall, we'll follow that one."

Well, that was fun. Confusing but fun. I think if I ever play again I will full well natter much better with everyone... Ta for the great game.

"Well, shall we share out the loot? Who knows what rats are doing with 1 gold." Tesni checks to see how much time the battle took. "Cleric Ratibor, would you use the torch to check if we have further passages and options?"

"Have at thee dark grey rat! From the front row." Same order

"Foul vermin! Again!" Same order.

"I'll hit the Big Rat from the Front Row!" Tesni Eric Namyrra Maurice

"You're right Eric, it does look like an arrow. I dare say we follow it and hope it doesn't lead to uncertain doom!"

Tesni looked around the dank tunnle. "Namyrra, would you know of this symbol?" Tesni pointed to the wall. "It looks to be of a mages kind." "We should certainly take the torch with us, though last time I needed one a fighter had to forgo their weapon... Who would be willing to carry it?"

"Lets get that grate open and get going!" Tesni looked to the others, "Though I am not happy with that bit about dieing..." Testing the cover Tesni gave it a good heave, if ditewolves, the undead, orc mercanaries and beasts of chaos would fall to her strength so would a well cover!

'What a strange device...' Tesni thought as she tucked it in her bag. "I have no questions myself. If the others are alright I think we should head to this well of yiurs."

Tesni took the papers. "It seems we have all we need. Each place is listed is it not? Now, do we have a method of knowing the time? If we are not to miss the boat."

Tesni chuckled wrly. "The cleric does not trust us. Besides, a pecyliarity of my class could result in trouble. I am biund to attack until my enemy falls. I do not wish to risk the goods this way."

My Zach now poor Sheldon, you demons are terrible! I know who I trust! As for the shields. Does their current order bear on the solution?

Tesni listened to their employer and the cleric. She shrugged at the older man's comment. "I see no problem with you caring for it, man ofEnnoc." The cleric was a needed member, she hoped he would not be too much trouble. Looking at the other party members she smiled. "Hail Eric it will be good to quest with you!" The other party member was someone she had yet to meet. Turning to greet her, Tesni was taken aback, taking a masterful stab at overcoming this... "Ah bwahfsz... My namie is Tesni. What is yours?" ' Well, started badly but a good recovery.' She thought.

Tesni purchased two smelling salts for 50 gold leaving her a total of 237 gold. Checking the other wares, she decided against buying anything else.

Taking her scroll Tesni read the contents. She left the hall for the market, electing to meet her questmates at the shop.

Fred and Siegourny are demons, granny said so!

Not here! There is a thread in culture and multimedia!

Well, all these accusations and counteraccusations vollying around a girl can get confused!

Tesni sat up on the balcony, painting her shield. Soon it would look her own instead of something she simply picked up in the market.

Oh dear, this is all getting a bit hectic. Has anyone uncovered our next challenge yet? If the statues won't budge I would like to try moving their swords from one hand to the other?

That looks decidedly hotter than a spa bath...

"Haldor! You wish we should give that a taste of true strength?" Living in the mountains had attuned all Hightribe to keen hearing. "No force can match the hall in strength, any fool would know that!" She laughe derisively, hearsay had led her to believe this Guts a practical type but his current display had given little credence to the rumour.