How is it that you each became victims of these slavers? enquired Myranda not wishing to pry but out of sorrow for their plight.

   the one that asked the Question says,the Sands  are , out home..  and the taste  of  promised  riches  teases  us all... sometimes, we hire on as Guides, or   Handlers... and  we  get  caught  in the  jungles  as we flee the teat and   death of the sands.....there  were dozens who dies here... there are dozens more  who were taken deep into the bowls of the Demon

In reply to Jus (msg # 731):

Hearing of Bowls of the Demon Justin wonders what this could be. If one may enquire oft such ast the Demon's Bowls, wouldst Thee knoweth if such a location be further within this cavern or be it elsewhere?

  The   sandfolk man Just pointed to teh tunnels.. it is down  that way..yes? That is where they took the others.. It seems  ..most important to them?..Something the Tall Ones  made them do?

In reply to Jus (msg # 733):

Be that the way our comrades travelled.
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Myranda stares at the human. As there so many had fallen to  these dark power Myranda smiled at the realisation, that it was the Sisters Will, that the Crimson's are the ones to end this threat. I'll just scout a little down the passage. pointing in the direction they were headed.
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In reply to Myranda of the Glenn (msg # 735):

Mistress Myranda do tryet to keepeth Thyself out oft harms way. Justin suggested.

Will do. Mind you don't shoot at me when I return. teases Myranda as she starts her recon.
Keeping close to the left wall of the passage she moves 500 yards away from the gaggle of hairy creatures and humans. Listening for sounds of movement further ahead.
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  The  group  trudges   up  the tunnels. leaving the warmer   cavern  for  the coolwer    tunnels, They come Up   the  site that the  winged Creatures .. thier  Bodies   being   nibbled on my small ..rat-like-, rodents, that do not seem to  fear the   People approaching.

  Kree stops  lookinmg   at the   giant finger  sticking  out  from the  rock... we will have to report this to sages and the Temples

………………………………………

 Myra  makes her  way downward.. she can see   light  comign    from around  the  Bend.


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 Feyamir is  approaching the  mouth  of the  Demon's  Horns
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   "Yes,"  Orlin said simply

In reply to Caves (msg # 738):

"I agree. It is unlikely they knew how bad it was."

And that's that.

Taking advantage of her visual superiority Myranda peeks around the corner in the direction the torch-bearers to get an idea of numbers and trace. She'll need to let the others know what's headed their way.

..Lookign around the  Corner, Myra  sees   braziers  Burning around   a  digging  site

  She  see  Ivy and Lucy heading towards her, while Kree  and some others  look  as  something, seemingly  ..embedded in the  rock.  something that looks like a giant finger, is  about  1/4 , uncovered.

 behind  Diana,   Orlin  and Luthien , are   about a  score of    Black haried  humanoids.

In reply to Caverns (msg # 742):

Mytanda gives a familiar greeting whistle, to the arrows, alerting them of her presence. When they respond she crosses to their location greeting her kinsfolk and any others there.  Asking how everyone is then about the huge finger and the hairy humanoids.

   Ivy  and Lucy   Bring up tier Bows , Ivy answers  the whistle.  kree looks  towards  Myra   and   says,

 ..Myra?  How many  people have you in your  Unit?

  Ivy  nods  towards the   Hairy Humanoids ,..we  Killed alot of thier  people.. and some  Tall Dark ones , that introduced them  into eating people...

In reply to Caves (msg # 744):

Havslane, Myself and Brother Palos a follower of Eta. she informs. Kree's question hinted that the Captain had a plan that is dependent on numbers. What do you have in mind as I can seek other assistance if needed and provide mounts if required.
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  Kree chuckled .. I doubt you can get  any  people here that can help us, in the  time we need.. to have help...in time...

 He  waved   everyone forward.....we  will move all the way up, to the  First campsite we  came across, we will wait for Orlin and Luthien  to  get refreshed...... then?.. we shall    move  towards the    Crater... and  sent  thse people  to the nroth and east.

While approaching, the fey one looked left and right with wariness in his gaze while massive eagle was doing lazy circles high above his head. Both of them looking around for any traces, and the redhead looking for clues left if any person disturbed this place.
 He tried to move in the shadows of the treeline, but kept his hood up. Remembering how a moment's carelessness led one of his squad into the arms of sickness. He carefully advances forwards while keeping his eyes alert.

  The Eagle , from  his height, can see the Crater  about 400 yards from the   Cave Mouth.. there is also  a handful of   small darkhaired  creatures  going through the  Jungle.. with    crude spears, and   old swords...

 There looks to  be fresh passage, through the  Grasses  and bush...

Orlin had never met this team befor.  As is wise with new people he simply stoo back and watched.

In reply to Caves (msg # 746):

Sure thing Cousin. Myranda absently replied, hearing that Luthien and a newbie called Orin needed rest. Has the Roller been over taxing himself. The poor soul... Perhaps he should consider a less arduous approach to adventuring. she teased

  Kree    smiled a bit tiredly,..it was a damnable, near thing down there...Tall folk..close to  100 or so of these  ...er..people... and Idol that mnashed  folks up... and a Pit n full of Undead... which?... i am assuming, contained he last of our missing  comrades.... There is a... suggestion, that they were sent here, to  find  someone..or something.. but  Trace Arrows... that cannot be  true... They are not  fools.. but.. the  leader of the unit  brought them here.. so that means...indeed.... someone sent them.... we have a  mageling  whose  mind is mangled.. she wil knwo the truth,.. but. we have  some thign to do before  we  return to  The Timber... The first.. is to help these   people   escape the Tall  Ones.... the second.. is to   try and Kill all, or most of the Tall folk, and whatever small lackey stay loyal.

  Ivy and Lucy   begin to move forward...

Myranda pouted a little Goodness Cousin; I turn my back for a short time and you find yourself a heap of fun. Couldn't you have waited until we joined up. grinning she osselated her hand Such is the Sisters will. perhaps there will be dometing to look forward to with the other tall folk you mention. Do we head out in Brie's direction or is there another exit?

In reply to Myranda of the Glenn (msg # 750):

"In the situation I found myself in, I was forced to use all of my power at once. It's...a taxing event. But I will likely need to do it again in the coming battle."

Implying he's usually holding back...

In reply to Luthien (msg # 753):

Myranda grins myschievously Tis of no matter Warrior of Tra. I suspect you did the best you could; especially since humans do have your failings. teases Myranda crossing to the giant finger and break off the end of it using her mace.
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