The mirror before Nyzahr flickers to life, showing grey clouds swirling instead of the usual reflection.
After about a minute, the image resolves into that of a short and corpulent human male in ornate crimson silk robes with a high black neck.
His head is bald, and even the eyebrow hairs plucked out, probably to showcase the intricate tattoos on his forehead and scalp.
He regards 'Cyanwrath' for a few moments before saying, "Well? What is it? My payment to you is being gathered as agreed upon, is there a problem with the shipment?"
Nyzahr recognizes the somewhat nasally voice as that of the man she had overheard arguing with Cyanwrath before.
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The main group proceeds further down the corridor. They come upon an entry on the left hand side. But the cavern beyond appears quite empty, and by the standards you've seen so far, unfinished. Guide ropes have been placed that seem to mark out future structures, and some effort has been made to shape the stone in here, but it looks like there is a lot of work yet to do.
Continuing on, the corridor ends in a large and tall chamber. A bright blue light emanates from the far side of the chamber, where a large glowing orb floats above a pile of sand. Nestled in the sand are what look like hundreds of large eggs. Three small figures clamber over the pile, checking on the eggs, adjusting them where needed, it is difficult to tell with the contrast, but the figures appear to be kobolds. They don't look to have noticed you yet.
Of to the left of the chamber from where you are standing is a wall with a door in it.
Lia nods grimly at Poljen. She nocks an arrow and takes aim at a kobold. " Im ready Poljen. "
She glances at the eggs and a half smile plays across her lips. Are those dragon eggs she wonders.
Mari sees the other two and readies her short bow. She takes aim as well awaiting the order.
Edited: Kyrroeth on 1st Jun, 2017 - 4:24am
Nyzahr suppresses an interior giggle. This is revealing to be highly entertaining.This sphere of existence has a lot of things - and beings - to toy with indeed…
From what Fay read to them in the dragonborn commander's journal, she assumes the small fat creature in the ridiculous robes is the slave merchant, the one Cyanwrath called Azbara.
But she needs to be sure…
Calling on her thaumaturgic powers, she says one single thing with the gravelly voice of the dragonborn she impersonates:
"... My Lord, Wyrmspeaker Galvan… "
Out of Character:
The name is intended to be said in a neutral tone: in this way it can be understood as the beginning of a sentence, or a curt, simple salute. Hopefully she will deduce from her interlocutor's reaction who he is. But her money is on Azbara !
Edited: AshDrunbar on 1st Jun, 2017 - 4:43am
The man in the mirror says, "Who? Don't toy with me now, we had a deal."
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The kobolds are easily dispatched as you fire from the entry. One of them, shrieking in terror, almost makes it to the door, but is cut down as well.
Fay smiles as the last kobold is cut down. He looks at the unholy scene before him and his face contorts, "Destroy these we must. Every a one. None can remain. Women died creating these, these, vile things. Maggots they be. Nay, maggots serve a purpose. These be worse, much worse." With that, he takes out his scimitars and simply starts slashing them to pieces.
Poljen moves towards the eggs as well, pausing only long enough to make sure nothing bursts from among the eggs to attack them. "Lia, keep an eye on the door to one side." He then begins yet another grim task, one he suspects will not be the last this day.
Lia thought for a moment that these could be dragon eggs then realized these are the half dragon eggs. The perversion that brought these about sickens her. She watches the door on the far side of the room alertly with bow at the ready.
Mari joins in with the others smashing eggs with a cold look on her face.
Edited: Kyrroeth on 1st Jun, 2017 - 1:13pm