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Legolas · 06-23-2005, 07:38 AM

Inquisitor Marcos of Snowdale - 98/98

It was not hard to appear decisive so far. There was only one way to journey safe back. More relevant was the manner in which they would make that journey. Weapons ready, or at ease? With a wary eye for traps, or at a steady pace? Should they call out for whatever was inside, or use stealth and care to determine what they would be facing before any confrontations. The inquisitor leaned somewhat more to caution now that he had been sent a very plain reminder that his own success or failure would affect the lives of many. And they would not merely be guardsmen and travelling elves should the Modding Mage live to carry out its evil, in any guise or person.

As he did not detect such evil here, he assumed any killing had been done either by traps, by mindless guardians, or ancient defenders. He would not find out until facing whatever awaited him here, for while he recognised the importance of gathering intelligence perhaps more than any other, stealth, silence and deception were not the ways of Choc-fearing men. However, he deemed it best not to call out, for that would leave too little room to fall back to in the event of agression. They would advance to the next room and he would be in a better position to analyse their situation.
And while perhaps caution was warranted lest they end up in a death-trap, the high likelyhood of encountering something living meant that he was reluctant to send any one of those with him scouting ahead, only to be sent to an early grave. He would be the first to enter the next room then.

Finally then, the weaponry. Whether to be most battle-ready, or to radiate no hostile intent.
Knowing that men had entered here and that something had sent those outside running and screaming, he realised that any living creatures would by now be most unlikely to trust strangers.
And so, it would not do to shatter any and all chance at dialogue prematurely.

"There is no immediate threat, and you may sheath your weapons for the time. We will enter into the next room and see what awaits us there. Do not touch or take anything, do not go wandering on your own, and attempt to walk in line."

With that, the inquisitor opened the door and stepped through.

[ 06-23-2005, 10:58 AM: Message edited by: Legolas ]

06-23-2005, 07:38 AM	#161
Legolas Jack Burton Join Date: March 31, 2001 Location: The zephyr lands beneath the brine. Age: 41 Posts: 5,459	Inquisitor Marcos of Snowdale - 98/98 It was not hard to appear decisive so far. There was only one way to journey safe back. More relevant was the manner in which they would make that journey. Weapons ready, or at ease? With a wary eye for traps, or at a steady pace? Should they call out for whatever was inside, or use stealth and care to determine what they would be facing before any confrontations. The inquisitor leaned somewhat more to caution now that he had been sent a very plain reminder that his own success or failure would affect the lives of many. And they would not merely be guardsmen and travelling elves should the Modding Mage live to carry out its evil, in any guise or person. As he did not detect such evil here, he assumed any killing had been done either by traps, by mindless guardians, or ancient defenders. He would not find out until facing whatever awaited him here, for while he recognised the importance of gathering intelligence perhaps more than any other, stealth, silence and deception were not the ways of Choc-fearing men. However, he deemed it best not to call out, for that would leave too little room to fall back to in the event of agression. They would advance to the next room and he would be in a better position to analyse their situation. And while perhaps caution was warranted lest they end up in a death-trap, the high likelyhood of encountering something living meant that he was reluctant to send any one of those with him scouting ahead, only to be sent to an early grave. He would be the first to enter the next room then. Finally then, the weaponry. Whether to be most battle-ready, or to radiate no hostile intent. Knowing that men had entered here and that something had sent those outside running and screaming, he realised that any living creatures would by now be most unlikely to trust strangers. And so, it would not do to shatter any and all chance at dialogue prematurely. "There is no immediate threat, and you may sheath your weapons for the time. We will enter into the next room and see what awaits us there. Do not touch or take anything, do not go wandering on your own, and attempt to walk in line." With that, the inquisitor opened the door and stepped through. [ 06-23-2005, 10:58 AM: Message edited by: Legolas ]