Chapter 4b - Spelunking

As the orc slows to look behind, the nimble assassin lunges for a strike...

Tamrik, although he has a fine suit of elven chainmail, notices the quality of the armor, and would need to find out what makes it lighter than it should be, mayhaps it would be a better armor for him, given the less shiny the gleam is off of its leather and hide exterior.

Upon reaching outside, he looks for a good place to hide the body temporarily.

Turning to look behind him, the Orc sees Garak running towards him, blades drawn and eyes blazing with murderous intent. He quickly turns his head back and dashes outside, holding up his hands to shield his eyes from the bright light.
Unfortunately, the Orc's panicked pause gave Garak just enough time to catch up with the creature, and as he runs outside the assassin springs forward, pushing off the ground with his magical boots. Landing directly on the Orc's back, Garak's poisoned daggerdives into the Orc's unprotected back, driving the creature down into the ground.

Now face-down in the dirt, the Orc moans and bleeds pitifully, its red life-juices happily escaping from the foul creature's body...

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Raz stops and turns to Tamrick.

"Did you just ask me if I wanted to slay an orc? Really? Slay? Nobody really talks like that." he says, chuckling as he shakes his head.

"It's like you never... Your a virgin, aren't you... " he says, a wry grin coming to his face.

"Stick with me kid. We save the ladies from the Queen's Honey and they'll take care of that for ya."

Turning back to the tunnel, the priest warns Tamrick "Lil bastards have been here recently. I'd hate to see you kick off before you become a man, so be careful."

If you must know, I am not a virgin. My wife was murdered by my family because I am fallen. I am not a part of their life, because I doubted the gods. I was hunted throughout Faerun, they wanted me dead. I never know when or if they will come again. I only hope my leaving so many broken bodies behind me, has dissuaded my father from hunting me further. Tamrik looked straight ahead, never looking Raz in the eyes. His voice held its typical melody, yet it also held sadness. It had been many years, and he had yet to find another to love. He feared he might never find another true love. As he spoke, he continued slowly forward, he wanted to see who had created the clouds of dust, and also wanted to see if they could find the girls while JoJo and Lorem hunted Zetroc.

"... A dead end... Well, for the illusions, at least." Lorem watch with curiosity as the four illusory orcs walked straight into the wall in front of them and disappeared. He attentively looked around, till he felt like talking with his paladin friend. "... Joachim, what is it? I can feel that something hurries you forward into dangers. What, exactly? What happened that made you like this?"

Turning around he suddenly notices a wooden door at the end of the path they were walking on. "... No other way to go, it seems. What should we do?" Lorem focuses his eyes to look around and observe closely his surroundings and the door, taking care also of focusing on whatever sounds he could hear.

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