Stardancer was glad that the sewer entrance was ..lateral atleast.  going in through a street duct would have been impossible.  Seeing the two turks step out her eyes quickly began searching for others.  Apparently pouncing from shadows was not beneath them.  A bow in such closed quarters would be bad she drew her blade.

  Kree was ready to take a step forward.Open the Grating...i will not ask again..

 At Myra's  gesture.. the  two   Fellows  fell to the  Ground....bind them, if needs  be, will kill the when we  come back...

  The elf  studies  the grating   with Ivy, Ivy just shrugs and shakes His ehad, and  they Both  pull upward.. there are some  earthen stairs  that  lead  down, some 10 feet

 alright , little one, you are our  guide...

 Ivy goes  first, followed by   Inda, then Kree...

……………………………

 Brie   takes the Camels  witht eh slaves towards the docks, theya re  about half way through the  market place.

Justin gags & binds the thugs, divesting them of possessions these may contain keys or the like that are used to allow access to other areas of the Guild. Once they are secure he ensures they are out of sight of any passing through this area.

  Kree and Ivy  move   down the  sewer way a bit, splashing in muck. The  Grils  points  to small grates   in the    floor,

 ..the  water  and things, got out  pipes to vats.. the farmers   pay a copper a  keg to use it to  help  things  grow somehow.

  the torches  were burning  brighter    here She points at the flickering.A sage said  we needed  torches  so dragon fire didn't  fil the tunnels..

Myranda waited for the team to move forward and took up a position at the rear, scanning the area for threat from behind.

"Myranda?  Perhaps I should take up the rear position ...given my size" she quietly suggested.  Last dark tunnel she had been in she found infested with hngman trees, dead wood, a winged cat and mouse riding sprites.  Surely this would be somewhat more safer.

In reply to Stardancer (msg # 138):

Thank you Lady Stardancer, your offer is greatly appreciated. Wouldn't it be better if you were situated closer to Kree and Ivy. Thus in a position to provide direct assistance quicker as that would be where the main threats will be found?

In reply to Myranda of the Glenn (msg # 132):

Niphre laughed to herself. Well, those two thugs would certainly have a good hour's sleep, she thought.

She slowly started to draw her sword out of her belt, and advanced with it in hand as they continued along the path.

"I advice against leaving these alive. Enemies ... And lack of luck,  evil h umans."

Feyamir pulled a dagger from his robes and stabbed each thug in the temple, thus ensuring their deaths. Then he helped robbing the bodies and dumping them into sever.
"Yes, I know very well how ignoble it is. But i keep promises to the best of my ability. "

Was Sidhelin reply to People staring. Then he smirked.
"And I'M no knight either."

OOC : Feyamir pulled a coup de grace against these wto tied thugs. You can easily murder helpless oponents. And better to kill them first than them be lucky and warn their boss.

  “Um’ friend Feyamer, the mountain people have a saying: don’t ignore the village leader until your out of the village.  If you travel with Kree’s group I suggest you do things his way.”

  Kree   Motioned for  Ivy and Inda  to stop. He  slips past the  Niphre   with Myra  and  Stardancer deciding  where to move and stares  at   Feyamire, then Justin..

  His   voice  is low   and Steady, his eyes shift once to  Olin, then back to the others...My people...have   two sayings... the  first is..'be the fire, that fights the fire ".. The other is,'Leave no live enemies  behind you..."....

 he nods  a bit sternly,..what is done..has  been done... I had plans  for them, but..it matters  not now, get them off the  street before the Watch comes

 Turning without another  word, moving past Niphre  with  a sardonic  grin  to  begin the move  once more.

 Calling back softly he says Last one in, Close the   grating..get in line... anyone who is armed  and taller them me... we kill..

 the  dirt and stone steps were  old  and worn, the  water line of    the 'high mark' of the  swer  woul be  about Kree's  waist....right now  the water and  sludge  as  ankle  deep

"If it is as you wish." she would concede though with reservations.  "Please understand I will be slow at stairs and may block others, I cannot change my width or size" her head turned quickly at the altercation with the prisoners.  She felt sad there was not another way.
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 ooc oh my
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In reply to entering (msg # 143):

As Niphre was the last one to go through, she shut the large gate behind her, and continued on behind the others, very quietly.

As she made her way through the very thick mud and sludge, she knew she had to be careful where she stepped.

Hearing Orlins chastisement Myranda glanced in the direction of the warriors. She couldn't miss seeing the obvious signs both thugs had a small blade thrust to their temple, blood poared from these foe a few seconds then stopped. Feyamir stood smirking with a bloodied dagger in his hand. Stepping over to Feymair she gives his face a sound slap. Cousin you're parents should have provided you with better instructions as to ownership. I felled those creatures, they were mine to dispose of as I wished. In future you should ask. she chastised.

"We are not related in any way or form, remember that I fare from different breed of Sidhelin, ones who don't worship dragons like in human stories flies worship spiders.
You can hunt for religious sacrifices on your own time. Or whatever your greedy purpouse with these humans was.
And we are not allies, will not move a finger to help you."

Feyamir hissed back, enraged ... but looking towards Orlin and Kree, he nodded his head and took a deep breath before turning his eyes away and walking towards others, keeping an corner of the eye on Myranda as if expecting her to attack him any moment.

It seems he treats the elf-woman as if she was irrational and rash.

  Kree  Calls  Back from the Grating in a share Hiss,..all the gods be damned!  keep yur ehads  about  you, before you lose them... the scum  are Dead.. Move on now, so we can get the 9 hells out of this warren...

  Ivy  is  grinning as he waits  with Inda,  Kree splashing  back, cursing  the sewer...

In reply to Feyamir (msg # 148):

At the fellow denial of any racial affiliation, Myranda ignores any commentary past the creatures refutation, which it issues. Putting distance between herself and the odious form.

Though large, Stardancer followed quietly after she tied a large knot in her tail to keep it from dragging in the filthy waters.  Hopefully her clip-clop gate might be mistaken for a cart hauler.  Her weapon ready as she moved.  Padding by there were obvious small side tunnels up high.  Apparently for water run off and such.  Still they would make fine bolt holes and areas to hide and come from behind.  At her height she could make that less of a hazard.

 Moving along the Tunnel   Branches left, that would lead  under the  City more... the  tunnel that goes  straight?

 Idna is turning   left and Kree stops,..This  Tunnel, where does it go?

 ..it leads  to the   Merchant Lords section of the city... we  would meet them there  for  jobs they hired us for?..or ..at least our Guild offciers?

 Kree looks at the Tunnel,..really.....

 ..Kree?.. no!...  we were suppsoed to change the leadership of the Beggar's  guild and go home!

 Pass the word  for Luthien , Di and Lucy to  get down here.... we'll wait...

 ..what are you doing!

 Kree grins,..the Merchant Lords.... the rulers of Mok... imagine what will happen to the city, should some grave Ill befall them....it would lessen  the threat to Ironmound, trace Wood  and Home!

 ..we don't have enough people!

 we have more then enough to  Kill guards, maybe an adivsor or two.. grab alot of  loot, and set fire to the whole of the section!... we have out entrance  and our exit..right here...

  Ivy looks  back at the others for help as he says,and?  if they come down after us?

 let them?... i have never seen a trooper  who could  fight in the sewers...

 Ivy Pushed  Kree,..Your Palace guard Could!

 Kree grinned.....because they were ..MY..men.. I picked them...you think those   Merchant lords  looked for people who can fight in the night... fight in the filth of a sewer...?

 Ivy Hung his head,..you really think we can do this....

 Inda  spoke up.....we failed  in a mission once.. the High Lord  sent a group of  troopers  down to 'teach us a lesson'.. we killed all but one, that one was allowed to elasve, to tell the  Merchant Lords, not to do that again.

 Ivy shook his ehad  with a grin,..alright..but  want about the Beggars...

 ..if the merchnat Lords  are reduced in power... well...theyt may see the  error of thier  ways

Her ears flicked a bit as her head tilted slightly.  She had been listening.  then spoke quietly "Playing both against each other?  Have these merchant lords take out the beggar guild leadership?" she queried.

Luthien finally manages to get back down to the rest of them.

"Apologies. Took longer than expected."

In reply to Luthien (msg # 154):

"Playing them off against each other? " Niphre asked herself. That was either a very good idea, or an absolutely horrible one.
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  Kree  nods  with a  dark grin,..In  a  way?  If   our  attacks   in teh MerchantLord Quarter turns bady and  we   runs back this way?  any pursusit  should thinbk we have ties  with the Beggars...The Beggars, will assue the  Merchant  Lords are using that as  an excuse  to come down and deal out Punishments.... of course?  Niethe r side  will be  very pleased with us?  Now? show our foray  into  The Highlords   quarter works out.. then the Beggars  will be, free to be beggars and earn money as they will, until they  rise  up high enugh to join a thieves  guild... I think it would be a grand thing, to see  some of those Merchant's homes afire, while they had  to decide what to save...

   Orlin curses, "I had not prepared for this or I could have contaminated their food as well giving them severe cases of...the trots." looks apologetically at star dancer.


   He looks around,  "I could probably do the same thing if I have a fair amount of rust."