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Re: Blackshard Prequel Transcripts (edited)
Twenty-fourth Session, 15 April (part one, departure for Grand Forge, First, Sandrazor tunnel network)
Twenty-fourth Session, 15 April (part one, departure for Grand Forge, First, Sandrazor tunnel network)
DM62: When the party awakes next morning, the smuggler is gone. Sir Fiske reports that he departed late in the evening, heading south-by-southeast to a destination unknown. Daria is awake with a small smile. "I'll say this for that human... he's got quite the impressive stamina, for an older human."
Vel yawns and get's up, having detailed Evie and likely vise versa and moves over to get something to eat. "Mmmf, good to know I guess?... We should probably get ready to get to work, right Hel? Evie?"
Hel: The dwarf groans a little as he gets up, having used his shield as a makeshift backrest during the night, and looking quite tired either way. He gives a shrug to respond to the chimera, still not quite awake.
Vel blinks, then moves up and grapples onto his face. "Oi! Why have you been sleeping on your shield? Darn it, I'm supposed to be bringing you back in good condition! Cmon, we're getting food in you." She huffs and let's go and straighten's his clothes with her tail as she grabs food to bring to him
Evie: Moving over with the others, Evie slowly dressed, about as concerned with her nudity as Vel was. But still it only took her a few moments before even the mask was in place again. She gave Daria a sly wink before sitting, having fed the night before.
DM62: The Queen looks over, nesting with a few of her guards. "We are... building a temporary home. I'm beginning to establish basic directives in the minds of my subordinates, but I'm still not sure if I can let them go." One of the guards moves up to the Queen, non-verbally communicating. The Queen looks back to the party. "This is the First of my guards. Her... body is not designed for verbal communication." The large guard looks over. "Pleazed to meet you." She blinks, antennae wriggling.
Evie: "Not sure how we'll be able to communicate with her then," Evie said, leaning forward, steepling her fingers.
Vel: "Oh. Hello.," nods Vel to the bug as she brings food over to Hel. "Eat up you while I comb your hair, we need to have you presentable to your subjects."
DM62: The guard blinks again. "You mizunderztood... I am not going with you. I waz merely reporting to the Queen." The Queen nods. "I could send First if you wish... but I would be concerned about how she would handle autonomy. Still... if you wish me to send her as a guard, I suppose I could do that."
Vel: "Uhhh... How good is she at sneaking? I mean me and Evie stick out like sore thumbs so we're relying on not being seen as we stalk Hel."
Hel: The dwarf nods to the newest companion, some of the food starting to get his mind working a little more. "Hopefully it won't take more than us to do anything once we get inside. Just need to figure out where the imposter is, if we are to be blunt. Or a way to discredit him, and THEN track him down."
Evie: "Might be best not to. The plan's risky enough as is. I merely, misunderstood," Evie said with a slight shake of her head.
DM62: First looks at Vel. "I can be zilent, iz needed." Arturus shrugs. "But she'll stand out quite a bit if you try bringing her into Grand Forge." The Queen nods. "All true. But First can also tunnel quite well. She could get you into Grand Forge without having to enter via conventional gateways."
Vel: "...I can see a lot of uses for having someone who can let us do dynamic entrances.," muses Vel, "And she probably climbs even better than I can. If you're willing to listen to us, I could see it working. Also to remember I'm not food even if I am smaller than you. Had waaaaay enough of that in my lifetime." She finishes eating then starts brushing Hel's hair.
DM62: "Zmall creature not zood... okay." First blinks again, leaning in to examine Vel for a moment, then moving back, satisfied for the moment. "I can ztart digging when you are ready... though the ground iz zandy, zo keep zome diztance." The Queen nods. "Just... keep an eye on First when you get a few miles out. My telepathic control does have limits, and sapience is... traumatic, for the unguarded."
Vel: "Well, talk her through some of what she may experience so it doesn't hit her suddenly.," says Vel,
looking to First, "I'll take care of her I guess. Well, her and the others."
Evie: "If your going to make a mess when digging, do it a few feet away. I'd rather not have food spoiled because we didn't want to walk fifteen feet," Evie said, her eyes flicking between the queen and First, before glancing over to watch the brushing with the slightest of smiles.
Hel: Finishing his meal, and looking a bit more presentable due to the preening of the others, the dwarven monarch's soon on his feet and checking over his things, ensuring items such as signet rings are close in reach and his weapons are prepped. He takes a moment to give the axe a once-over with a sharpening stone before returning it to his back.
DM62: "The Queen... zhe haz prepared me. I think." First looks to the Queen, who gives another nod. "Go ahead and start digging the tunnel, First. Come back if you feel tremors of other creatures moving through the earth near your path. You already know the direction--I have seen it, in the drider's unconscious mind." First gives a nod, starting to burrow into the sand, forming a tunnel that leads into a rocky part under the layer of sand. Arturus looks over at Hel. "Hopefully one of us gets to claim Malgra's head in the next few days." He gives the dwarf a nod.
Vel nods in satisfaction once she finishes with Hel, and looks about before going to fetch her thieves tools and such, and some straps and a cloak so she can carry them. IT's all illfitting on her, but it had to do. "I'd rather know what's in it.," shrugs Vel, "All set?"
Hel: He nods as well. "An end to this war will be a help, indeed."
Evie: "For everyone," Evie said, giving Vel a meaningful look before she rose and moved over to Daria. "Take care of yourself mistress."
DM62: First's tunnel is roomy for Vel, but feels a little cramped for Evie and Hel, who would have a hard time getting past each other (marching order?). Daria gives Evie a small embrace and a kiss on the cheek. "I suspect I'll be far safer than you, my dear bodyguard. Keep the dwarf prince alive, if possible. And come back to me in once piece."
Vel nods at Evie, before looking forward determinedly. "I'll move after First, I can see in the dark."
Evie: Drawing down her mask and kissing Daria's lips, Evie returned the embrace, then moved last into the tunnel to take up the rearguard, letting the succubus noble view the last sways of her hips before she vanished underground, crouching slightly, tail winding around her leg and wings scrunched tight to her form. She was nigh invisible in the shadows.
Vel: "Heh, guess you must be used to this given your education, Evie?," muses Vel as she trots along the ground, and occasionally clambers along the walls, "The surface lacks the combination of crampedness and verticality of dark elf and drider architecture."
Hel: Keeping between Evie and Vel, Hel tries to keep up with the odd little group as they move, more or less silent beyond the clatter and rustle of his equipment. "Well, ye got to start those tunnels somewhere," the dwarf remarks with a bit of a wry smile.
Vel: "Not on the surface I don't.," smirks Vel, "Course, kinda jealous of Firsts ability to dig about. If I could do that myself, mmm, the places I coulda gone..."
Evie: "I never had to crouch so much," Evie replies, her hand running over the ceiling of the tunnel, letting a few rocks fall to clatter quietly on the ground, as if to tell the others she was there.
DM62: First is silent as she digs, occasionally diverting the group to the right or left around what presumably are places unsuitable for tunneling. Her antennae twitch about as she moves, seeming to sense the layout of the ground around them through small tremors in the earth.
Hel: "Certainly efficient. Not a lot of dwarves would notice the danger signs so quickly. But hey, that's just how some things work.
Vel: "No? Well not too surprising, that house is pretty isolated, so you wouldn't be as exposed to the more wider society and structures or wandered through the more narrow tunnels and such.," shrugs Vel as she moves on all fours, "Yeah, thrull are pretty amazing. Kinda scary too, but gonna be honest, everything bigger than me is pretty damn scary."
Evie: "Boo," Evie teased, reaching over Hel with her tail to slide it up along Vel's side, before pulling it back.
Hel: "To be fair, we've done decent enough with the tools the goddesses gave us as well," the dwarf quips. "Cept for Nullmetal, that's a bit of a tricky spot, but hey, if someone ages ago figured out a way, we just need to figure it out again, eh?"
Vel rolls her eyes, smirking as her tail gives Evie's one a lick. "I may well have reacted if I didn't literally face two directions at once at all times and have heat sensors in my tail. It's not great, but I can make you out a little." She smirks at the dwarf, "Oh I've no doubt your city will be quite impressive inside when I see it. Course I'll be seeing it from above. You remember the plan?"
DM62: First pauses. "There are... tunnelz dug out ahead. A large network of tunnelz and collapzed tunnelz. It would take... zome time to go around. I do not zenze any movement in theze tunnelz, for now."
Vel: "Old mines maybe?"
Hel: "Can you tell the composition of the tunnels? Are they more naturally formed or carved in the earth?"
DM62: First shakes her head. "Dug... dug like my tunnelz. But not thrull."
Vel: "Almost certainly old mines. May as well see where they go.," says Vel, musing, "I can lead us back by scent if need be."
Evie: "Perhaps newer mines as well. Who knows what the Dwarves of Grand Forge have been getting up to," Evie said quietly.
DM62: First shakes her head. "Odd zzent. Not dwarz." She begins tentatively digging, moving slowly, to open up a path into the tunnel network ahead.
Vel: "We'd feel vibrations of the picks. We'll find out soon enough. Hmm, lemme try." She starts snuffling about.
Hel: "Old mines, underground passage, or the abandoned den of another beast."
Vel: "...Smells like... Scriders..."
Evie let her dagger slip into her fingers. A moment of comfort as she listened to what the others had to say. "Scider nest."
DM62: First stops, looking at Vel. "Zcriderz?"
Vel: "Strange, I didn't think scorpions were known for tunneling. The big bug people with the tails and claws the hive attacked yersterday."
Hel: "...Sandrazors. Hopefully it's just a nest of wild ones and not ones owned by Malgra..." the dwarf king growls."
Vel: "Is that their name? Hmph. I like scrider."
DM62: First shakes her head. "There iz no movement ahead of uz." She still digs more slowly, trying not to disturb the earth too much, breaking into an older tunnel, clearly burrowed but in a somewhat more haphazard manner.
Evie: "Whatever they're called... will these tunnels lead to the GRand Forge?" Evie asked, investigating the tunnel they were within still, looking for a way to collapse it easily. To prevent anything from finding a quick way back.
DM62: "Yez, it will be zazter. But these... zandrazorz... or zcriderz... may be rezting ahead."
Vel: "They might. They might be how the orcs took Grand Forge to begin with. If so, we could use these against them. Well, let's take a looksee. They live in a desert,. they can;t be as adapted to the underground as we are. If there's a bunch we might be able to take em all out somehow. And if there;s too many we sneak by."
Hel: "Let's hope that this is just a coincidence at any rate," the dwarf remarks, though does his best to be a bit more quieter as much as his kit allows.
Evie: "Not many of em out there," Evie says pointedly. "We should also collapse the tunnel. Else they'll just follow our footsteps to the camp."
Vel: "IF we leave survivors and they notice.," whispers Vel, "But even if they do reach the camp, they poke out amidst several hundred thousand. If anything I encourage them to blunder that badly."
DM62: First clicks her mandibles. "Iz they are not in their tunnelz... where are they?" She pauses, moving back to collapse part of the tunnel behind the group, silently causing sand to fill the way back.
Evie: "And right by the queen. And our own tents. Doesn't take much to get a few loose arrows and knifes going in a direction we don't want them to," Evie said, giving First a nod.
Vel: "Mmm... In the city. Or already on the road for the forest. We'll have to see. In any case, I doubt theycould get that close without all the thrull feeling the vibrations but whatever. It's filled now. No way to escape now."
Hel: "Maybe in the city, or with the rest of the orcs... This does seem weird..."
DM62: Surprisingly enough, the way ahead is relatively-clear, and the party moves much faster given the relatively-straight or slightly-curving tunnels. The party would guess it to be close to evening as First stops, clicking her mandibles again with her antennae twitching. "Dwarzez ahead... and orcz." She clacks her mandibles, looking ready for a scrap.
Vel: "Let's scout it out before we engage.," says Vel, "We don't know if these dwarves are loyalists, slaves, or somewhere in between. You two hang back, me and Evie will take a looksy then come back?"
Hel nods, but his hammer is ready in his hand either way, holding his shield with a tighter grip.
Evie kept her dagger in hand, moving closely behind Vel. Silent, unseen, and not evena scent. She was in her element now, scouting. Sneaking. A few silent kills. She was eager for it.
DM62: First nods, indicating what looks to be a recently collapsed tunnel. "Through here iz zzent of orcz and dwarzez."
Vel frowns, looking at it. "...Okay, maybe we can't sneak through... Well. May as well go through and hope Hel can convince the dwarves we're nicer."
Evie: "How quietly can you dig?" Evie asked First. "We might be able to use stealth still."
DM62: First blinks, looking at Evie. "I can... dig around, to a place with no zzentz. Then you move through big tunnelz to zurprize orcz?"
Vel: "That might be a better plan. I'd jsut worry they could feel the vibrations..."
DM62: First looks at Vel for a moment. "Zo... zhould I dig?"
Vel: "Are both groups in the same spot?"
Evie: "You should," Evie whispered, looking along the tunnels, in case of fellow sneakers.
DM62: "I... think zo." Her antennae twitch. "There is a plaze... with only a zmall zzent of dwarz and no orcz."
Vel: "Mmm, why not, minimize people we terrify I guess."
Evie: "Indeed it would. Let's get digging."
Vel yawns and get's up, having detailed Evie and likely vise versa and moves over to get something to eat. "Mmmf, good to know I guess?... We should probably get ready to get to work, right Hel? Evie?"
Hel: The dwarf groans a little as he gets up, having used his shield as a makeshift backrest during the night, and looking quite tired either way. He gives a shrug to respond to the chimera, still not quite awake.
Vel blinks, then moves up and grapples onto his face. "Oi! Why have you been sleeping on your shield? Darn it, I'm supposed to be bringing you back in good condition! Cmon, we're getting food in you." She huffs and let's go and straighten's his clothes with her tail as she grabs food to bring to him
Evie: Moving over with the others, Evie slowly dressed, about as concerned with her nudity as Vel was. But still it only took her a few moments before even the mask was in place again. She gave Daria a sly wink before sitting, having fed the night before.
DM62: The Queen looks over, nesting with a few of her guards. "We are... building a temporary home. I'm beginning to establish basic directives in the minds of my subordinates, but I'm still not sure if I can let them go." One of the guards moves up to the Queen, non-verbally communicating. The Queen looks back to the party. "This is the First of my guards. Her... body is not designed for verbal communication." The large guard looks over. "Pleazed to meet you." She blinks, antennae wriggling.
Evie: "Not sure how we'll be able to communicate with her then," Evie said, leaning forward, steepling her fingers.
Vel: "Oh. Hello.," nods Vel to the bug as she brings food over to Hel. "Eat up you while I comb your hair, we need to have you presentable to your subjects."
DM62: The guard blinks again. "You mizunderztood... I am not going with you. I waz merely reporting to the Queen." The Queen nods. "I could send First if you wish... but I would be concerned about how she would handle autonomy. Still... if you wish me to send her as a guard, I suppose I could do that."
Vel: "Uhhh... How good is she at sneaking? I mean me and Evie stick out like sore thumbs so we're relying on not being seen as we stalk Hel."
Hel: The dwarf nods to the newest companion, some of the food starting to get his mind working a little more. "Hopefully it won't take more than us to do anything once we get inside. Just need to figure out where the imposter is, if we are to be blunt. Or a way to discredit him, and THEN track him down."
Evie: "Might be best not to. The plan's risky enough as is. I merely, misunderstood," Evie said with a slight shake of her head.
DM62: First looks at Vel. "I can be zilent, iz needed." Arturus shrugs. "But she'll stand out quite a bit if you try bringing her into Grand Forge." The Queen nods. "All true. But First can also tunnel quite well. She could get you into Grand Forge without having to enter via conventional gateways."
Vel: "...I can see a lot of uses for having someone who can let us do dynamic entrances.," muses Vel, "And she probably climbs even better than I can. If you're willing to listen to us, I could see it working. Also to remember I'm not food even if I am smaller than you. Had waaaaay enough of that in my lifetime." She finishes eating then starts brushing Hel's hair.
DM62: "Zmall creature not zood... okay." First blinks again, leaning in to examine Vel for a moment, then moving back, satisfied for the moment. "I can ztart digging when you are ready... though the ground iz zandy, zo keep zome diztance." The Queen nods. "Just... keep an eye on First when you get a few miles out. My telepathic control does have limits, and sapience is... traumatic, for the unguarded."
Vel: "Well, talk her through some of what she may experience so it doesn't hit her suddenly.," says Vel,
looking to First, "I'll take care of her I guess. Well, her and the others."
Evie: "If your going to make a mess when digging, do it a few feet away. I'd rather not have food spoiled because we didn't want to walk fifteen feet," Evie said, her eyes flicking between the queen and First, before glancing over to watch the brushing with the slightest of smiles.
Hel: Finishing his meal, and looking a bit more presentable due to the preening of the others, the dwarven monarch's soon on his feet and checking over his things, ensuring items such as signet rings are close in reach and his weapons are prepped. He takes a moment to give the axe a once-over with a sharpening stone before returning it to his back.
DM62: "The Queen... zhe haz prepared me. I think." First looks to the Queen, who gives another nod. "Go ahead and start digging the tunnel, First. Come back if you feel tremors of other creatures moving through the earth near your path. You already know the direction--I have seen it, in the drider's unconscious mind." First gives a nod, starting to burrow into the sand, forming a tunnel that leads into a rocky part under the layer of sand. Arturus looks over at Hel. "Hopefully one of us gets to claim Malgra's head in the next few days." He gives the dwarf a nod.
Vel nods in satisfaction once she finishes with Hel, and looks about before going to fetch her thieves tools and such, and some straps and a cloak so she can carry them. IT's all illfitting on her, but it had to do. "I'd rather know what's in it.," shrugs Vel, "All set?"
Hel: He nods as well. "An end to this war will be a help, indeed."
Evie: "For everyone," Evie said, giving Vel a meaningful look before she rose and moved over to Daria. "Take care of yourself mistress."
DM62: First's tunnel is roomy for Vel, but feels a little cramped for Evie and Hel, who would have a hard time getting past each other (marching order?). Daria gives Evie a small embrace and a kiss on the cheek. "I suspect I'll be far safer than you, my dear bodyguard. Keep the dwarf prince alive, if possible. And come back to me in once piece."
Vel nods at Evie, before looking forward determinedly. "I'll move after First, I can see in the dark."
Evie: Drawing down her mask and kissing Daria's lips, Evie returned the embrace, then moved last into the tunnel to take up the rearguard, letting the succubus noble view the last sways of her hips before she vanished underground, crouching slightly, tail winding around her leg and wings scrunched tight to her form. She was nigh invisible in the shadows.
Vel: "Heh, guess you must be used to this given your education, Evie?," muses Vel as she trots along the ground, and occasionally clambers along the walls, "The surface lacks the combination of crampedness and verticality of dark elf and drider architecture."
Hel: Keeping between Evie and Vel, Hel tries to keep up with the odd little group as they move, more or less silent beyond the clatter and rustle of his equipment. "Well, ye got to start those tunnels somewhere," the dwarf remarks with a bit of a wry smile.
Vel: "Not on the surface I don't.," smirks Vel, "Course, kinda jealous of Firsts ability to dig about. If I could do that myself, mmm, the places I coulda gone..."
Evie: "I never had to crouch so much," Evie replies, her hand running over the ceiling of the tunnel, letting a few rocks fall to clatter quietly on the ground, as if to tell the others she was there.
DM62: First is silent as she digs, occasionally diverting the group to the right or left around what presumably are places unsuitable for tunneling. Her antennae twitch about as she moves, seeming to sense the layout of the ground around them through small tremors in the earth.
Hel: "Certainly efficient. Not a lot of dwarves would notice the danger signs so quickly. But hey, that's just how some things work.
Vel: "No? Well not too surprising, that house is pretty isolated, so you wouldn't be as exposed to the more wider society and structures or wandered through the more narrow tunnels and such.," shrugs Vel as she moves on all fours, "Yeah, thrull are pretty amazing. Kinda scary too, but gonna be honest, everything bigger than me is pretty damn scary."
Evie: "Boo," Evie teased, reaching over Hel with her tail to slide it up along Vel's side, before pulling it back.
Hel: "To be fair, we've done decent enough with the tools the goddesses gave us as well," the dwarf quips. "Cept for Nullmetal, that's a bit of a tricky spot, but hey, if someone ages ago figured out a way, we just need to figure it out again, eh?"
Vel rolls her eyes, smirking as her tail gives Evie's one a lick. "I may well have reacted if I didn't literally face two directions at once at all times and have heat sensors in my tail. It's not great, but I can make you out a little." She smirks at the dwarf, "Oh I've no doubt your city will be quite impressive inside when I see it. Course I'll be seeing it from above. You remember the plan?"
DM62: First pauses. "There are... tunnelz dug out ahead. A large network of tunnelz and collapzed tunnelz. It would take... zome time to go around. I do not zenze any movement in theze tunnelz, for now."
Vel: "Old mines maybe?"
Hel: "Can you tell the composition of the tunnels? Are they more naturally formed or carved in the earth?"
DM62: First shakes her head. "Dug... dug like my tunnelz. But not thrull."
Vel: "Almost certainly old mines. May as well see where they go.," says Vel, musing, "I can lead us back by scent if need be."
Evie: "Perhaps newer mines as well. Who knows what the Dwarves of Grand Forge have been getting up to," Evie said quietly.
DM62: First shakes her head. "Odd zzent. Not dwarz." She begins tentatively digging, moving slowly, to open up a path into the tunnel network ahead.
Vel: "We'd feel vibrations of the picks. We'll find out soon enough. Hmm, lemme try." She starts snuffling about.
Hel: "Old mines, underground passage, or the abandoned den of another beast."
Vel: "...Smells like... Scriders..."
Evie let her dagger slip into her fingers. A moment of comfort as she listened to what the others had to say. "Scider nest."
DM62: First stops, looking at Vel. "Zcriderz?"
Vel: "Strange, I didn't think scorpions were known for tunneling. The big bug people with the tails and claws the hive attacked yersterday."
Hel: "...Sandrazors. Hopefully it's just a nest of wild ones and not ones owned by Malgra..." the dwarf king growls."
Vel: "Is that their name? Hmph. I like scrider."
DM62: First shakes her head. "There iz no movement ahead of uz." She still digs more slowly, trying not to disturb the earth too much, breaking into an older tunnel, clearly burrowed but in a somewhat more haphazard manner.
Evie: "Whatever they're called... will these tunnels lead to the GRand Forge?" Evie asked, investigating the tunnel they were within still, looking for a way to collapse it easily. To prevent anything from finding a quick way back.
DM62: "Yez, it will be zazter. But these... zandrazorz... or zcriderz... may be rezting ahead."
Vel: "They might. They might be how the orcs took Grand Forge to begin with. If so, we could use these against them. Well, let's take a looksee. They live in a desert,. they can;t be as adapted to the underground as we are. If there's a bunch we might be able to take em all out somehow. And if there;s too many we sneak by."
Hel: "Let's hope that this is just a coincidence at any rate," the dwarf remarks, though does his best to be a bit more quieter as much as his kit allows.
Evie: "Not many of em out there," Evie says pointedly. "We should also collapse the tunnel. Else they'll just follow our footsteps to the camp."
Vel: "IF we leave survivors and they notice.," whispers Vel, "But even if they do reach the camp, they poke out amidst several hundred thousand. If anything I encourage them to blunder that badly."
DM62: First clicks her mandibles. "Iz they are not in their tunnelz... where are they?" She pauses, moving back to collapse part of the tunnel behind the group, silently causing sand to fill the way back.
Evie: "And right by the queen. And our own tents. Doesn't take much to get a few loose arrows and knifes going in a direction we don't want them to," Evie said, giving First a nod.
Vel: "Mmm... In the city. Or already on the road for the forest. We'll have to see. In any case, I doubt theycould get that close without all the thrull feeling the vibrations but whatever. It's filled now. No way to escape now."
Hel: "Maybe in the city, or with the rest of the orcs... This does seem weird..."
DM62: Surprisingly enough, the way ahead is relatively-clear, and the party moves much faster given the relatively-straight or slightly-curving tunnels. The party would guess it to be close to evening as First stops, clicking her mandibles again with her antennae twitching. "Dwarzez ahead... and orcz." She clacks her mandibles, looking ready for a scrap.
Vel: "Let's scout it out before we engage.," says Vel, "We don't know if these dwarves are loyalists, slaves, or somewhere in between. You two hang back, me and Evie will take a looksy then come back?"
Hel nods, but his hammer is ready in his hand either way, holding his shield with a tighter grip.
Evie kept her dagger in hand, moving closely behind Vel. Silent, unseen, and not evena scent. She was in her element now, scouting. Sneaking. A few silent kills. She was eager for it.
DM62: First nods, indicating what looks to be a recently collapsed tunnel. "Through here iz zzent of orcz and dwarzez."
Vel frowns, looking at it. "...Okay, maybe we can't sneak through... Well. May as well go through and hope Hel can convince the dwarves we're nicer."
Evie: "How quietly can you dig?" Evie asked First. "We might be able to use stealth still."
DM62: First blinks, looking at Evie. "I can... dig around, to a place with no zzentz. Then you move through big tunnelz to zurprize orcz?"
Vel: "That might be a better plan. I'd jsut worry they could feel the vibrations..."
DM62: First looks at Vel for a moment. "Zo... zhould I dig?"
Vel: "Are both groups in the same spot?"
Evie: "You should," Evie whispered, looking along the tunnels, in case of fellow sneakers.
DM62: "I... think zo." Her antennae twitch. "There is a plaze... with only a zmall zzent of dwarz and no orcz."
Vel: "Mmm, why not, minimize people we terrify I guess."
Evie: "Indeed it would. Let's get digging."