After a few minutes of traversing tunnels with Weasel as your guide, the main sewer tunnel expands into a circular hub with a pair of arrow slits carved into outer walls, directly across from each other. Two passages continue on to the north and south. A stone door is set into the back wall of a stone ledge to the west.

OOC: whoever is leading please give me a Stealth roll

MAP!

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07:22, Today: Raszire Toumash rolled 7 using 1d20+5 with rolls of 2.  Stealth.

Feeling as though his armor is exceptionally noisy in this enclosed space, Raszire suggests in a whisper “Maybe I should cover the rear...”

He motions to the rest of the group to go ahead of him as he maintains a constant glare over the area from which they just left.

Filimena tiptoes and peers from side to side to try to get a glimpse of those in front of her. "So uh... I noticed we've stopped."

OOC: Marik was sort of leading before, prior to our meeting Weasel. Shall we assume he's leading now? I don't mind rolling if it makes sense since from the map it seems Filimena is just a bit behind.

OOC: Sorry for the delay, guys! Was running around a lot this week.

OOC: Rani rolled 20 for Stealth.


Not entirely trusting Weasel (and the others discretion), Marik stayed besides him to scout ahead for the party.  Seeing the intersection, Marik signal Rani to stay quiet and lead her to ward the circular hub, making a quick check in each direction to ensure nobody's or nothing is waiting for them in ambush. Then, he lead Rani toward the small platform. The panther effortlesly jump wth feline agility out of the water to the platform, her paws touching the ground almost without a sound despite the weight she's carrying.

Closing his eyes, Marik then concentrate on the door and let his ears pick up any source of sound around them. He filter in his head the amplified sound of dripping water and the sloshing sound of his teammate walking in the water. He instead concentrate on trying to hear movement or conversation behind that door.

OOC: Marik rolled a Nat 20 on a general Perception check if applicable (26 total). 

The sewers are mostly quiet, the main noise being the movement of water through the tunnels. Weasel is well aware that this is area of a Eyes hideout.

[Private to Marik: Marik sees movement from the arrow slit across from the group.]

Weasel turns to face Raszire, Omaron and Filimena  "Well... we are close... Now, you decide what to do, my work is over.  Me...I will watch...this should be entertaining" he says, grinning.
As  he finish his last word Weasel jump forward and... a rat land on the ground.

The rat quickly scurry away and run to Rani, jump on her right paw and then on her saddle. As Marik look at him, he gives him a thumbs up, before going in one the bags on the saddle.
He then nestle comfortably, chewing nonchanlantly on some dried herb in the elf bag as he prepare to watch the show unfold.


11:24, Today: Weasel rolled 20 using 1d20+4 with rolls of 16.  Stealth.

Marik grimace as he see the rat climbing in one of his bags. He makes a few gestures to try to shoo it away, but it seems Weasel is well installed and unwilling to move out of his medecinal herb bag. He'll deal with this later. For now, he doubt their approach has gone unnoticed.



He turns toward the group, attracting the attention of Omaron, Filimena and Raszire. He point the small arrow slit and mimic someone walking with two fingers. He bow the head as if inviting them to come forward and gently tap on Rani sides. The big cat slowly walk back in the side tunnel, out of view of the door, while Marik prepare his bow.

Preparing for what comes next, Raszire closes his eyes momentarily and begins to pray. St. Fenwyn, I ask you to look after us in our journey. Keep my friends under your protection, and help us to defeat what is evil.

His grip tightens on his shield and mace and he crouches into a low, powerful stance. He nods to Marik, and motions to Omaron and Filimena to advance by his side.

Omaron nods appreciatively as the cleric's magics washed over the group. He cracks his neck, and ensures the grips on his axe and shield is secure. He walks up to the door, testing to see if it is locked or barred.

Filimena nods to no one in particular and steps forward, stealing occasional glances back at the young man, not quite ready to let go of her suspicions of him.

The sewers remain quiet as the group feels empowered by Raszire's prayer.

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Omaron finds the door unlocked/unbarred.

MAP!

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Omaron's eyes rise in surprise. "It's open," he says quietly, voice carrying faintly across the sewer. He moves to open the door, hesitating in case anyone has another idea.

Marik simply nods, as a way to say "Go on".

Omaron shrygs and kicks the door open, rushing through the opening quickly shield-first.

Omaron's boot connects and sends the door flying off the hinge and into the space beyond. Anyone nearby probably heard the ruckus. Inside is a passage which snakes right then left and ends with another door.

Marik feels a bit of breeze coming from the southern passages which smells of salt water.


MAP!
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"Could have just...opened it, you know...like a door" say Marik to the dwarf, before making Rani step forward to check the interior. No immediate signs of life, even if that shouldn't take long with that ruckus.

Smelling the odor of salt, Marik frowns a bit. Maybe that area is really close to the bay. He looks down on the rodent still lazily installed in his medicinal herb bag.


"Is that... By the..., stop chewing this!...Is that tunnel...going into sea?" he ask Weasel, waiting a second before thinking "just...nod one time for yes...two for no"

“Marik is right, perhaps a bit more subtlety would be in order, however, we’re here now and we’ve announced our presence. Let’s make haste and hopefully we can still catch them before they’re prepared for us.”

The cleric begins feeling a sense of anxiety and urgency as he maintains a vigilant watch on the path behind the group. Though they’re in a sewer tunnel, they’re still fairly exposed.

Raszire ushers Filimena to the roundabout adjacent to the doorway where the rest of the party has just entered.
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Before Weasel can actually do/say something an arrow comes streaking out from a tiny slit in the far wall of the corridor and hits Omaron !

10:21, Today: Goblin rolled 25,7 using 2d20+4,1d6+2 with rolls of 14,7,5.  ARROW!
That's a 14 + 4 == 18 vs AC for 7 damage

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