Edgewalkers Campaign Thread

"Let's go." Meiara will follow Demetrios through the portal. 

You all rush through the portal and find yourselves in a very different part of the maze. This is much darker and more monolithic, the halls wider with fewer branches. What's more, you can hear voices - and some of them are coming closer from around the corner!

OOC: Everyone give me Perception

Perception: 6

((noice))

Vusgaar tried to take a moment to get his bearing. But hearing another come, his immediate thought is to go for a dagger. But... perhaps patience would be better?

Vusception: 8, if granted a measure of help from Batican (adv. roll: 7).

Perception: 18

Meiara will give Demetrios a heads up on whatever's coming their way.

Meiara and Vusgaar:

Meiara puts her finger to her lips, indicating for everyone to be quiet, but points to her right, where the hissing came from, letting Demetrios know that there was something. She indicates that they should go that way (especially since there are people coming towards us at the moment from the other way), and find out who or what created the hissing noise.

Unfortunately, Vusgaar misses any motions from Meiara, for his immediate reaction put him on the move again. Though he tries to keep his steps muffled along the way, expediency takes priority for him. That, and completing the drawing of a dagger, so that when rounded the corner, its edge would be pressed into the throat of the person. Or so was his intent while the free hand went to cover the person's mouth and press against them, keeping them pinned against the wall.

The Batican is not too far behind, but would keep his distance upon rounding the corner himself.

Stealth: 20.(if needed)

To Grapple?: 11 vs targets Strength(Athletics) or Dexterity(Acrobatics).

Hearing: 13

Acrobatics: 16

As Vusgaar rounds the corner, he startles a small changeling crouched by the wall, who gives a squeak of surprise, nimbly slipping out of his grasp. "Wait! Wait! Don't attack! Please! There's cultists coming, we don't have time!"

Meiara whispers at this mystery changeling. "Who are you? How did you get here? Where are our friends?" 

"I'm Vik, I escaped the cultists, and I've never seen you before, so how would I know where your friends are!" the changeling hisses back. "But we need to hide, now! Before they round the corner and see us! Come on!"

 There is a moment in which all Vusgaar can do is stare wide-eyed at the changeling, as growing horror left him paralyzed on the spot. He only 'just' regains a measure of composure hearing Meiara speak, though would continue to regard the changeling with awe, respect, and restrained fear. "Questions come later. We do as transcendent one ask. We follow." He glances up just in time to see Batican to make ready to fly down whatever path Vic indicates to play scout. The shifter otherwise looks to Vik, ready to follow as soon as she began leading the way.

Meiara will also follow Vik, bowing to the transcendent one as she does so.

Demetrios had no qualms with following behind the changeling, hoping that had more answers than these cultists had provided them.

Vik looks vaguely uncomfortable. "You...really don't have to do that," they mumble before taking off around a corner.

After about five minutes of talking, Vik stops outside a small hole in the wall. "Through here!"

"What's in there?"

"Safe spot. They haven't found me here yet." Without further ado, Vik wriggles through the hole feet first.

Meiara shrugs and follows through, feet first.

Batican flies in immediately after Meiara, but the master looks to Demetrios with... concern? Curiosity? Some mix of the two at least prior to looking over Demetrios' armor to see if might cause some squeezing issues. "My apologies sir, but I should bring up the rear from here. If need be, I would be best suited for lure them away." Trusting his words to be enough, he turns back to the way they came, and postured with two daggers in hand as if to fling them at the first signs of trouble. Once Demetrios is through however, Vusgaar follows through upper body first.

Demetrios flashes Vusgaar a look of skepticism, but is too late to say anything from stopping Meiara from entering the hole. "I suppose we have no choice," He sighs, wondering if he could fit, even with the unconscious cultist in his arms. He listens to the shifters words and nods in agreement then squeezes himself in the hole.