Chapter 2: Into Darkness

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Dustin's bolt just barely finds a home, only because of the wound on the fish's back from his other combat. He screams out in rage, lunging toward a retreating Stool. As he does so, White Robe swings his scepter down, crushing his head, leaving another fish flopping on the deck.

Everytt's shot sails high over the heads of the fish.

More than half your original captors now lie in pools of their own fetid blood. Two of those still standing disengage from the group and run off. Between the deaths, the attrition during the trip, and the current running away, Fang you figure that there are only 4 or 5 of your captors still standing and fighting.

Cemos and Georges weave a deadly field of battle in front of them, focusing their efforts on a single fish target. Their three blows, quick in succession, drop the fish to the ground, gasping briefly before departing this life for whatever awaits the worshipers of the Deep Father after death. Eldreth, however, is exhausted from the march. She swings, and misses, miserably. She hangs her head.

Ach, I do my family name dishonor, this miserable fighting! She cries out.

Sarith snarls at Shuushar in Undercommon.

Shuushar balks, slightly at Sarith's words, and he speaks to the collected kuo-toa.

Two of the fish drop their spears and disengage, running away entirely.

2 of your original captors remain upright at this point. One of the now recognizable 'leader' kuo-toa monitors and 1 of the normal kuo-toa warriors. None of your 'rescuers' have yet fallen.

More or less exactly what you said, Fang. Sarith sneers, slightly.

Perhaps I told him you would kill them all regardless of what they did, perhaps that you were unsure of your decision. Who ever may know. he grins a foul grin at you.