"Man, that looks deep.  Last time I saw a hole this deep... nevermind."

In reply to Masugatan (msg # 45):

The rusty staples hold. As you near the bottom, you can hear a faint scraping noise

Not able to see further below, Reanna speaks up to those at the top, "Can you loosely tie the light's thong around the rope and let it drop down to me?"

In reply to Reanna Draegan (msg # 47):

Laurence's torch bright glowing disk illuminates a swath
around Reanna. This was apparenly the taverns ale cellar,
and the remains of oversize barrels litter the area, which is
 filled with at lwast a foot of debris.
The barrelstaves all look gnawed upon. The air is thick and
 stale, and there is a strong odor of long dead rodent.

There is a rustling sound from the corner of the room, out
beyond the illumination of the disk.

One handed, Beordir starts climbing down the ladder with a bare sword in his other hand. Wary, he keeps looking back over his shoulder into the cellar. He does not climb all the way to the bottom, remaining on the ladder 4 feet above the floor.

As Reanna hears someone else coming down the ladder, she puts the strung light around her next, gets a secure grip on the rope, and pushes away from the ladder. She'll swing over to the wall and cling to it the best she can, keeping the light shining on the floor below.

In reply to Reanna Draegan (msg # 50):

Several somethings are moving, making a rattling, rasping  sound.  They sound like they are about two to three feet off the ground,  but they are staying out of the kught, whatever they are...

Per rolls at -3

Reanna focuses on whatever it is that is making the noise to see if she can determine what it, or they, are.

OOC: 09:36, Today: Reanna Draegan rolled 4 using 3d6.  Per -3 Check, TN 11.

Beordir slows his breathing and tries to focus on what is making the sound and where he may have heard it before.

OOC - 20:07, Today: Beodir Nalas-Radin rolled 6 using 3d6 with rolls of 2,2,2.  Beordir Perception vs 9.

In reply to Beodir Nalas-Radin (msg # 53):

Low to the ground, you can see three pairs of blueish lights,
burning with a hateful intensity. They are staying just out of range of the light.

Reanna holds out the light focusing on the creatures so the others can come down and take them out.

In reply to Reanna Draegan (msg # 55):

"What have we got down there?"

"Not sure. Looks like three bug like creatures of some sort, but can't make out details. If you have a light spell to brighten it up down here, that'd help."

In reply to Reanna Draegan (msg # 57):

Harlan casts a spell, but gets just a feeble glow that
quickly  fades.
"Sorry, I am better at lightnibg related spells than light.

Beordir shakes his head. "That's still brighter than my lack of light spells. The eyes seem pretty minor."

Still holding on the ladder, Beordir performs some small chanting. Once complete he clambers quickly the rest of the way down the ladder onto the floor, though he shifts around so the ladder is not at his back.

OOC 19:33, Today: Beodir Nalas-Radin rolled 8 using 3d6 with rolls of 6,1,1.  Beordir Haste vs 14. Uses 4 out of 12 FP
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When Beodir gets to the bottom, Reanna leaps down beside him to help defend against whatever is down there. She's not a fighter, but any help will do, so pulling her baton out, she watches and waits for any blue eyes to get close.

"Come on in, the water's fine," she shouts up to those at the top of the stairs.
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"Don't worry, my awesomely deadly powers of destruction are on the way."  While making kung fu noises, Masugatan non-chalantly climbs down the ladder two rungs at a time.

In reply to Masugatan (msg # 61):

"It's  starting to look a little cramped in there. I'll   be down once you guys get clear."

Harlan climbs down after Masugatan.

In reply to Laurence Cassile (msg # 62):

As Harlan descends three spiny shapes the size of large dogs
Or medium sized hogs. They yave the rough form of rats, with
 foot long quills protruding from their shoulders. Their eyesockets are empty, with bluish points  of light within them.
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Reanna readies herself to ward off any of these 'rats' in case they attacked. She would try to defend the mages while they cast spells to kill them off.

In reply to Reanna Draegan (msg # 64):

The streetmage draws his wand and casts a spell, causing it
 to crackle with electricity.
The quills on the rats look to be slightly greasy.

Masugatan tries to manuever past his companions until he is in front, and then draws his cheap broadsword, while being wary of those quills, which he assumes can be launched as missile weapons.
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In reply to Masugatan (msg # 66):

One of the rat things rushes at Masugatan, and trips on some debris and face plants... one of its quills brushes against his boot, but does not pierce it.

Given the rat is down and not a threat to either of the mages, Reanna stays out of Masugatan's way as he can handle it.

In reply to Reanna Draegan (msg # 68):

Masugatan feels uncomfortably cold this close to the 110 lb rat.