Arigar gives a wierd look at clarion when he starts talk to himself..he shrugs and turns to the other prisoners. "right ..now that we introduced ourselves let's talk about you..what kind of skills do you have?the road to the surface is going to be dangerous and we need competent hands "

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(Quick heads up for everybody BunniRabbi is not going to be able to post for a while, so im going to ask him if we could use a sub, if you see somebody new posting here its a sub.)

OOC: Sounds good!

Rus continues looking around for his gear. "Ah yes," he says as he finds his bow. It feels comfortable and warm in his hand. He relaxes just a little as the touch of the limb gives him a memory of home. As he continues to look he finds his armor and begins to pull it on.  As he suits up, he sees the newcomers coming in and nods toward them with a shy "Welcome. Do any of you know a way out of this place?"  

The other prisoners answer both your questions, The baby Mycoinod comes up and establishes spores that translates all languages to the hearer it then says "I am stool the thing i am best at is helping as communicator, i communicated for people walking through Neverlight grove." Jim jar says "Before being captured by the drow i was in Gracklestugh setting up a spy network to mess up those Duergar bastards plans, i was gambling one night in the city when i felt my self getting woozy and then woke up here, and to answer your question." He points to rus "I have lived in the Underdark my whole life i know no ways to the surface." The quaggoth in fine clothes walks up, he starts speaking in fluent elvish but Stools spores translate it "I am prince Derendil of Nelrindenvane pleased to make your aqquatince, last i remember i was shipped here from my city, if you want to know my skills i guess im good at fighting, but i don't know anyway out of this so called "Underdark"." Eldath bows back at Clarion before talking, she then opens her mouth, "I am Eldath Feldrun of Gauntlygrym, I have been working as a scout of Gauntlygrym for the past 100 years so i could will be a good help in the bowels of this wretched place, my best bet for getting out of here is Gauntlygrym, Many nice folk there like Bruenor Battlehammer our king." The last person that comes up to talk is the peaceful looking Kuo Toa, "I am Shushar the awakened, if you know of my people you would now that we are not all completely sane, but by decades of meditation i have surpassed that state, I can help with healing but that is all im willing to do, i have sworn an oath of pacifisim so i will not attack any creature who attacks me."

Clarion nods at all this, remembering at the Mycoinod's mention that he thought to go to neverlight grove, so he turns to adress him. 

"Stool, do you think that your people will be hospitable to us? I know that Neverlight is close by," he says, "It could be a good place to rest."

Playing with his hair, he then considers the other option. "My lady Feldrun, are you positive we will be welcomed in Gauntlygrym? I know that the drow are not favoured by dwarves. That being said, I will gladly follow your lead, if you believe that to be the best course of action."

"we don't have many choices Clarion. let's leave the prejudices for another time..afterall I wasn't accepted by society when I was younger so I had to earn it! the same you ll have to do..anyway " says Arigar trying to make the drow feel better

A big yawn comes from Tharivol as he’s now playfully kicking his feet as he sits on a table or chest nearby “Well, it sounds like it’s settled then yeah? Blow this joint and go to one of their home towns. I’ve only got so many uses of my magic left for today after this transformation butttt I’m mighty useful in combat etc etc.” 

Arigar does not succeed in cheering Clarion up. 

"I'm not prejudiced, I'm just saying, I'd rather not get shot down by archers the minute I step foot where we are seeking shelter," he says somewhat sulkily. "I've travelled a lot and I know that some people have certain perceptions of my kind which make them favour shooting first and asking questions later."

He then somewhat sheepishly turns back to the dwarven woman. "No offense, my lady."

Some of the newcomers are quite curious to Rus, but they seem to all agree on one thing, getting away from here. Wherever "here" is. Rus takes a look at stool grinning at how the world communicates if only everyone were to pay attention to the small things around them. "How are you stool.  Quite nice to meet you." Rus leans over very intrigued. "Your communication skills are amazing. I would love to chat about your home and your families," he pops back into the moment remembering where they are. "Umm... Soon, soon I hope. But perhaps not today." Rus looks to the others then to Tharivol. "I have no knowledge of either place, but right now either sound better than here." He looks back at Stool as Clarion mentions Neverlight.

As they prepare to leave, he adds, "Has anyone seen two machettes? They were a matching set, brother and sister of the grass." He tightens his armor and slings his bow over his shoulder searching as they prepare to leave. (Continuing to look for his other belongings.  Investigation: 4)

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Some of the newcomers are quite curious to Rus, but they seem to all agree on one thing, getting away from here. Wherever "here" is. Rus takes a look at stool grinning at how the world communicates if only everyone were to pay attention to the small things around them. "How are you stool.  Quite nice to meet you." Rus leans over very intrigued. "Your communication skills are amazing. I would love to chat about your home and your families," he pops back into the moment remembering where they are. "Umm... Soon, soon I hope. But perhaps not today." Rus looks to the others then to Tharivol. "I have no knowledge of either place, but right now either sound better than here." He looks back at Stool as Clarion mentions Neverlight.

As they prepare to leave, he adds, "Has anyone seen two machettes? They were a matching set, brother and sister of the grass." He tightens his armor and slings his bow over his shoulder searching as they prepare to leave. (Continuing to look for his other belongings.  Investigation: 2)

 You are not able to find the brother and sister of the grass machetes, you fine a vial of drow poiston instead.

Eldath the dwarf starts making a thinking face and her face suddenly grows sour. "Im sorry i have misdirected you, i just realized that gauntlygrym has not underdark entrances yet being in the underdark, its entrance is on the surface, we wont be able to get out from there, so i belive neverlight grove is the best place to go."

"Very well, my lady," Clarion nods, smiling a little in relief. "Stool, do you know the way to Neverlight grove?"

As he speaks, Clarion will go to leave the room, shooting Rus a sympathetic look. "I'm sorry about your machetes, but I think it best to leave them be. Who knows, perhaps you will find better weapons on the way home."

Stool says "I myself don't know the way to neverlight grove, ive never left the grove and i was knocked out when these drow took me here."

Jim jar buds in, "I forgot to think of this earlier but what about Blingdenstone the gnome city. Though it is still being rebuilt and many parts are still closed off i bet you 5 gold peices thats your surface dwellers way to the well, Surface." He shuffles around in the armory and finds 5 GP.  He then goes to help look for Rus's Machetes

Investigation for Jim Jar 10

(So jim jar got a 19 so he finds both of your machetes and for himself a shortsword and a handcrossbow.)

Jim jar throws your machetes to you.

EDIT: (The dice roll isn't manipulated i had to edit the post earlier to see what jim jars score was.)

Arigar gives a bow in appreciation." thank you all for giving us any kind of help! I vote for the gnomes then.." on his mind thoughts are passing that they do it probably cause they have to earn something and not out of their good heart..he gladly accepts the situation at hand as he will need all the help he can get..he didn't earn his freedom only to die in a dark place

Rus nods to Clarion, "You're right of course, we need to be on our way. But ahh those blades. You know..." But just as Rus begins, Jim Jar find the very thing Rus had been seeking.

Rus gets a broad smile across his face and he kneels down to speak to Jim Jar. "Many thanks from the forests my friend," he says giving Jim Jar a pat on the shoulder. "These blades have been in my family for years and know how to whistle to the grasses to relax them just before the cut." He receives the blades from Jim Jar and delicately sheaths them across his back. "Perhaps one day I can get them back home where they can do the farming work for which they were intended. They do not seem to like the battle as much as the field."  Rus stands back to full height. "If you think Blingdenstone be the way sir, I'll follow and help get you there!"

Jim jar clips the crossbow, and shortsword to his back with a cheerful look on his face. "I think its best that we make our way through this outpost and find someway to get out now." He goes down the stairs of this level of the stalagtite along with the other prisoners following him and waits on the first floor of the stalagtite.

(This image is for everybody technically the map should not be shown but i belive its more convenient for the map to be shown rather than not so you guys get a visual feel of this.)

The new player should be jumping in soon, he isnt replacing BunniRabbi we are just adding another character, as for new characters i saw in the campaign there is somebody named Jinx Bloodriver does anybody know what that is about?

( occ Nope no clue )

Arigar doesn't like the idea going through the outpost and is obvious in his face..but he doesn't say anything as he thought about it that this is the only option he has if he really wants to escape 

Darkness. Obsidean finds himself very comfortable in the dark, specially the pitch black dark place that he finds himself in at the moment. However, something does not feel right for the Earth Genasi. The stone wall fells... Cold, foreign to him. He does not know for how long he has been confined to this very small space, but he believes that it is time for him to, perhaps, leave, for he senses disturbances outside. He pushes the door, and to his surprise, it opens easily to the outside of a large cavern. He does not know where he is, but he has the feeling that he is deep underground.

(If anyone is watching the passage outside of the guard tower. A "door" made of stone, that it blends perfectly with the wall at a point between their cell, and the other one down below suddenly opens. A humanoid creature, that looks like he is made of rock and crystals that sprouts from his head, comes out of it.)

Obsidean steps out of his solitary cell, and slowly looks around, trying to get a stock of what is happening. He hears about places that are strange to him. Neverlight Grove, Gracklestugh, and Gauntlygrym. He has heard of the great Dwarven realm of Gauntlygrym. He slowly walks toward where the others are. One would assume that there is no sense of urgency for this one. After a few moments, he gathers that those are also prisoners like him, and seems that they were able to find some gear. Perhaps it might be a good idea for him to do the same. "Excuse me." He says politely but slowly to the others, but it's like he doesn't really acknowledges the others. He tries to find any blunt weapon, preferably two handed. (Investigation: 8)

As he looks around, and he is puzzled that gathered around him, there are several creatures foreign to him. Specially the little mushroom folk, and he tries not to step on it.

(PS. Sorry, wasn't anywhere near the roll, but yet, it was flagged as changed. The original roll is 15.)

Tharivol causally listens to everyone’s suggestions then looks at the genasi that walks through. “A rock man!, Genasi Im guessin yeah? You tryin to bust outta this joint as well?” He smiles before turning to the others. “Out of here is all I care about. Don’t mind getting a little messy in the process if our options are limited.”