Baldur
Baldur spits bile from his mouth and feels a cold sweat run down his back. "Yes, thanks for that." He leans heavily against the wall of the crypt and tries to compose himself. "Don't worry about me. What about that thing?" he waves a hand at the monstrosity.
"What manner of...
Baldur
An easiness settles over the Bardbarian "It might do something, or nothing. Sacrifices are usually more than mere flame. I say we get out of here and try the other route. Maybe we'll learn more about this stuff further on."
Baldur
Baldur picks up the component and examines it. "Interesting. Looks like it's part of something else, but why give it reverance by putting it on an alter?"
He looks around the room, "Well, the answer must lie beyond those two doors. Which one do we fancy?"
Baldur
"Takes more than a dart to put a Herget down. My father's father took a score of arrows and still managed to take the archer's finger as a trophy when he caught the swine."
But as Baldur tries to ignore the pain and watches the Halfling's superior agility, a great weight settles on...
Baldur
Baldur scratches his beard. "Traps are commonplace in guarded barrows and dragon's dens. I'm a little rusty on this, but let's see if I can..."
"Crap."
Baldur
"Then why waste time? Evil exists below and we have a duty to stop it. Kriv's blood lust is secondary to our duty. If we succeed or fail, I'll not have our last thoughts be 'If only we'd made it sooner'. Pieter, if your companion is willing, what does the hesitation of our fellows say...
Baldur
"I won't tolerate innocents being taken advantage of, regardless of the situation. Consider this your only warning."
Baldur releases Furgin. "You seem a kindly soul, I hope you remain one. Come, we'll go down together and reforge our friendship in the fires of battle. You're still...
Baldur
Baldur places a firm hand on Furgin's shoulder and steers him toward the dark entrance. "Nonsense my friend. I'm going to need you and your light. Kriv can take care of these ladies." He leans close the Halfling's ear and mutters "You better hope there are some children down there."
Baldur
Baldur peers down the passage, trying to glimpse Boindal's phantom, but the darkness overcomes his human eyes. He pats the dwarf on the shoulder. "What ever's down there, we'll make sure it never makes another sacrifice." He looks at the women "Do you ladies need an escort to town, or...
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