War of the Lost Kingdom

Zifu catches the attention of those around her, and points to the door.

Zifu's own lamp hangs from her case as she watches the open doorway. She says nothing, still concentrating on her Detect Magic spell, and she waits.

Greta drops the ladder back down and climbs down.

"Zifu, what the fuck is up with that door opening by itself?" she asks as she motions for Toyachek to join her over at the door. She looks down the hallway with her sword and shield at the ready.

And with that Jauk charges into the ground floor room through the just opened door with as blood curdling a scream as he can manage, bangs his war axe on his shield a couple times and... gets unexpectedly hit with a spectral hand but then reacts in accordance with it and falls backward onto his back as if struck dead. He then quickly raises his head giving those present a toothy grin then puts a finger to his lips in that universal sign of - shhhhh. Then drops his head back down and looks kind of back towards the door to see what the light does that Revulde is holding. If Revulde appears to move towards the door to look in, he will stop looking and play dead.

Zifu lowered her cord-wrapped hand, restraining herself from launching another attack after hearing Toyachek venture the name. At the sound of approaching feet, she lifted her hand and aimed, unsure if the creature running away would double back.

Jauk burst out laughing and called out while still lying on the floor, "Revulde its okay!" Not that the guy had any place to run to mind you as that corridor only let back to the barred door with those things clawing at the other side but it was better to let him know before he tried opening that door. Still laughing Jauk sat up and rubbed his neck, "Dang that smarted a bit, hey Toyachek good to see you still alive and kickin.. so who're your friends?" He asked as he looked about at those gathered in the room then hollered once more over his shoulder, "Revulde get your butt in here there are... People in here!" He could not help but laugh a bit more.

Greta drops down the last few feet from the ladder, landing on the balls of her feet in a crouch reminiscent of a mountain lioness. She carried her bulk with surprising agility and grace.

She stood taller than just about any human Jauk had ever seen. The powerfully built Northerner was clad in a chain shirt, under which she wore a dark blue tunic that was filthy from the flooded hallways, and stained with her own blood.
Knee high fur lined boots shod her feet, and they were even filthier from wading through the dark waters.

Long disheveled honey-blonde braids framed her high cheekbones, thin nose, and pointed chin.

As she strode over to the prone Taur, Greta unslung her large round shield with a practiced ease. The red paint was marred and the iron boss had a large dent; signs of recent combat. With a fluid motion, she drew her longsword from its sheath hanging from a dull brown leather baldric strapped across her chest.

She regarded the large armored Taur before her with bright blue eyes.
Pointing the sharp tip at Jauk’s throat she growled through her white straight teeth "Who the fuck are you?"

Jauk smiled up at the warrior lady as if he was just having the time of his life, "Why Jauk ze-Kaziganthi long time friend and associate of Toyachek and friend to," he turns his head towards the door, "Revulde get in here they won't hurt you beside ya don't got any where else to go anyway." Jauk lays back and rolls to his right and gets up on his hands and knees as he prepares to stand up but turns his and and looks up at the lady, "you okay with me standing up?"

Without taking her eyes off of Jauk, Greta asks Toyachek "Is that true?"

She relaxes slightly and raises her sword point away from the large Taur awaiting the inn-keeper’s response.