Basilisks? We met a young one already and nearly lost a member of our group."

Do you know anything about the mantacore outside ??

"The manticorae have been a pest for quite some time. This mountain range is part of their migration route. The rocky terrain suits them for nesting, I assume."

Damnable Tarantino I should have known this ...
A tear escapes Dwarghar as he remembered the consequences of his ignorance.

So it’s just that simple, down the tracks past hells know how many basilisks and they lead out beyond the mountains?

"Does anyone in your party require healing?"

Can mantacores see in the dark ?? There's only one of that one, but many  basilisks.  OK, Dwarghar, any large air-holes in this dwarven house of yours ?? Big enough to crawl through ??

The entity looks at the barbarian curiously.

"Their heads are feline in nature, so it stands to reason that they would have superior night vision."

Uncomfortable pause.

"I did mention this was a gnomish mine? While they do possess passing physical similarities and share an ancient cultural alliance, they are indeed distinct species."

The entity turns back towards Brodd, Einhard, and Pock to address them.

"I have accumulated some items during my occasional inspections that may help you pass through safely.

"Anything you have that might help would be greatly appreciated. Otherwise, I fear we might be forced to feed the gnome to the basilisk in trade for our passage..." Einhard said dryly.

"Are there gnomes still down there? Delving away and tinkering? If so, they might wish us to help them with their basilisk problem... Don't these beasts bother you? Perhaps you could..." Regdoc wiggled his fingers a bit with one hand and made a smashing motion with the other.

Brodd looked at Einhard with a very unamused look when he threatened giving the gnome to the basilisks!

In reply to DM (msg # 53):

"Does that mean we're getting those funny Gnomish hats with the oil lamps on the front?"

Seeing it is relatively safe Dwarghar steps forwar.

Ah yes of course, anything we can use to help is very very appreciated.

Your uhm, your strongness

I’m sorry, but you said you can’t give your name. , I’m Dwarghar- what should we call you?
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Even though she doesn't have pupils, she seems to roll her solid silver eyes.

She twists slightly towards Creston.

"If I found one, it would only fit a gnome."

She lowers herself to the Dwarf's level to address him.

"I have not had to ponder that question in my solitude for many years. Since courtesy is something to be encouraged, you may call me Miss Entity."

Aye, Miss Entity, an th...th..thank you

"Miss Entity, if there is any aid you would be willing to offer us as we toil to return the missing girl held within the depths of this place we would greatly appreciate it.  Separate but equally, if there is any assistance that you require please let us know so we can determine how best we can off our aid."  Manaku wasn't sure about the discussion and how well the group would be able to exit the situation.  He hoped that the Entity wasn't going to find a reason to bind them to some task or simply turn on the group for spending too much time in the discussion.  One could never quite know how such a meeting was going to go...

"You seem to have mistaken my calls for assistance earlier with that of a human child."

"No, just expeditious, you need our literal help for nothing Entity."

"Destruction of the basilisks would be in our mutual interests."

She slithers towards the blown out chamber, now hissing with steam.

"As I predicted, the the coolant from the corridor has extinguished the flames from the fuel tanks. It is safe for you to continue. Please follow me."

She glides silently past the party and back towards the direction she came, curving graciously around the smoldering remains of the troll.

Brodd gets in the middle and follows.

Einhard takes the reins of his steed, moves to the front of the group, and follows this Entity.

Manaku follows near the back...

Dwarghar follows Einhard, preferably beside him, in front of the horse. Or if not then giving the horse plenty of space to avoid any unpleasantness.
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Amalrik has a yawn, then steps into place behind the knight and dwarf, sword over his shoulder. Babbling done, moving at last ... The two in front are probably looking forward / left / right, so he looks up and down.

Regdoc scratched Chomper and gave him a few pats.

"Alright then, the Path goes ever Onward... albeit down and out at this point apparently..."

The oldster joined in the procession with his trusted guard dog at his side.

The front seems well enough protected, so Creston guards the rear.
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