forgotten world

[Arc da Rat]

Trilla catches up w/ the story

OOC: doin' a lil back tracking & keeping w/ what has happened ... oops forgot to add as a quirk ... also being that Trilla has been raised in a temple dedicated to a dragon ... they have ingrained a few dragonish tendences but her innocent/sweet nature keeps it in check that it does get out of hand that often ...

Trilla looks up from her meal & studies the kender greeting her, "Why hello young lady. My name is Revlin, may I sit with you? All the other people in this Inn are scant company for an honest man such as myself. By the way, did you see the ears on that red haired tree over there? You could sail around the world in those with a company of 10. "

::She smiles::

Seeing that Revlin hesitates in offering his hand & his sheepish looks about it. He says, "Sorry about that, I have recently hurt my hand in a grand battle, would you like to hear the story?" Trilla nods abstractly, then takes his right hand between hers & mumors a prayer. A warm soft glow eminates from Revlin's hand. She releases his hand & watches Revlin stare in wonder & amazement wiggling his fingers. Then excitely sits across from her ready to tell his tale.

::She smiles again & with an odd look in her eyes::

Before Revlin starts to talk, Trilla places her hand palm up in front of his face. "I'm Trilla & that will be 5 coppers donation for the heal, friend Revlin." The Kender sits there speechless, a first for him. She blinks for a moment clearing her head, "I'm sorry. Please forgiven me for shocking you."

::while the conversation with Revlin is happening, Thurstor is having his w/ the barkeeper::

Before either of them can say more, Thurstor is standing at the table, "Scuse me Miss." He starts nicely. "'Fraid ah have ta ask ya ta leave. Please don' cause no trouble. The master don' approve A magiks in his 'stablishment." She nods then sighing sadly, tosses down the remainder of her drink & moves to pick up her pack. Speaking to the kender, "Well met friend Revlin & safe journeys." As Thurstor hovers over her like a wall of granite. She thinks to herself, ||"This is the third tavern in a fortnight that I have been tossed out of. These humans get more guarded about magiks of any type as the years past."|| She doesn't blame them for taking this stance. She shudder with the though of pass memories.

::The bard's raised voice, breaks her thoughts::

"Well then I can understand your attitude toward those you call 'magicks'." The bard tells the keep. "I've always found them to be the most interesting people." This catches her notice, Trilla turns to the bard, seeing him flash a smile. While the bartender is read his note, she acknowledges Starkynde with a nods, hoists her pack to her shoulder & starts for the door. As she passes the laughing elven bard, he taps her on the shoulder. He says, "Excuse me, mistress. That ear ring -- are you a member of the Silver Dragon Order?" Startled with being reconised, Trilla only nods. Lost in her thought again, Starkynde continues his conversation with the keep.

::the bard's voice again breaks thru her ponderings::

"Oh very good, is that acceptable to you, mistress?" he asks. Not knowing what was said, she nods in agreement with a shy smile. "And may I call for you at your room later to ask you some questions about the Temple?" Again Trilla nods, then shaking out her hair with a laugh, "That would be fine, I thank you sir. Give me some time to unload my horse, and get out of this abominable armor." ||"That I have been sleeping in for most of the past fortnight."|| adding to herself. Making her way to the door she pause then turns back.

::her eyes glazes w/ silver::

"Might I also bother for a hot bath or directions to a bathing house." Trilla shakes her head & mummer a sorry then heads back out the door to get her other packs & settle her horse in the stables.

OOC:whew that was long in writing ... this brings Trilla up to date ...

 

[Arc da Rat]

Trilla catches up w/ the story

OOC: LOL ... some how I double posted ...

 

[chewbacca71]

Revlin was very suprised when she asked him for the 5 coppers. But , what the heck, he thought, I have already taken 10 gold pieces and this beautiful silver necklace also. "Sure, you have done me a good service, my hand feels good as new. Here are your ... I mean My five coppers for your help." Revlin looks up and sees the giant human coming towards them. He puts his hand in his pouch for his dagger.

 

[chewbacca71]

Perrin saw the gigantic human come out of the back room of the Inn. Here was someone that would prove to be a problem , due to his sheer size and strength . Perrin kept a close watch in the action with the two large men. Once one of the men left the inn, Perrin sat back down and finished his glass of ale.

Perrin's ears perked up when he heard the word "Elf" said by the innkeeper. He stood up next to Sorian, loosening up his axe in its holder. He was relieved when he saw the giant go bother someone else. It was not his concern.

 

[Arc da Rat]

As the door to the tavern opens, one of the stable hands comes staggering in with stuffed saddle pack thrown over his shoulder. He is followed by Trilla carrying her backpack, as they both make their way to the bar. The Barkeep yells, "Jem, take the Lady to the second room on the right from the stairs." The stable hand nods, "Aye Master Rodge. Dis way Mi'lady." Both the boy & elf pass the bar & go to the room upstairs.

A few minutes later ...

Jem comes down & head to the Kender. "Mi'lady bids me to give dis to ye." He hands Revlin a note. Then heads back to the stables. Revlin opens the note written in common.

It reads ...

Friend Revlin,
Please if you need to borrow some coins, ask before helping yourself. I would like the necklace delivered back to me at your convenience. It's not because of its monitary value but a sentimental one.
Your friend Trilla

There is a post script written in a different hand.

PS ~ thee next time ye be needin' a heal it will cost ye more than ye paid for thee first one.

::Revlin shudders::

 

[silverwolf]

sorian

ooc:well it seems my post disapeared so here i go again.oh and i am pleased by the amazing chara coming into this story.

ic: "friends i am in need of a party that would be willing to help with a very perilos journey without quite knowing what will happen,all that i can tell you is that you will be doley rewarded" i said "i would need someone good at finding things," i said looking at the kender, "someone light a of foot and good with stealth" i said nodding twoard the maid," and i already have my warrior,and we may have more come later in time or sooner depending" i said as i shifted my staff."there are others in this room that would prolly travvel the same path as we" i said with a bit of a smile," so are we all in, or are some of us to weak of heart excluding the lady of cource for there will be some things that even the bravest of men cant bear" i said knowing that that would influence her to come along more then just the invintation.

 

[Guest]

Thurstor, The Adventurer?

The dreams I've had my entire life, flash through my brain as I listen to Sorian speak. The dreams, adventure, conquest, glory, riches and of course, women! What more could any man or Giant ask for. My heart beats faster in my chest at the thought, my breathing becomes ragged and the normal slouch in my posture seems to correct itself. I lay my hand upon the sword in my belt.

These people, these brave souls, they would accept me. They would be my friends. I'm sure of it. But would they allow me, a simple brained giant of a man to go?

I look over at Master Rodge, he would not approve of my quitting the bar. I would have to find out if I was welcome in their party before I could ever leave this job. Master Rodge was a very influential man in the town. If I left him, I would be forced to go elsewhere to seek employ. It would be many days of hard travelling with little food and no money. I wait. I bide my time.

OOC: Sorry folks, More later.

 

[chewbacca71]

Revlin discovered...

Revlin takes the delicate note and crumples it up into his hand. He is very suprised that she had noticed his handiwork and wonders whether to return her necklace or leave the inn now. The offer my the wizard has intrigued him. He is always looking for adventure and a chance for more treasure is always appreciated. "Yes, Mr Wizard, I will join your group. I have always had quick feet and it will be nice to be with a strong enough group so I dont have to run. Nice to meet you, my name is Revlin. " Revlin decides that he can return the necklace since he should have more than enough gold coming in with this reward that the wizard is talking about.

Revlin asks Jem the stable boy where Madame Trilla's room is. He follows the boy and knocks on the door. When she comes to the door , he hands her the necklace. "Well, I dont know how this fell into my pouch, but here you go. By the way, are you here looking for adventure? The wizard downstairs is looking for companions on a grand adventure. Want to come join us ?" Revlin waits for her answer.

 

[chewbacca71]

Perrin hears Sorian put out the offer for people to join the two of them for a grand adventure. He is pleased to see the kender join since he has already seen how sly he can be. Perrin puts his hand on Sorian's shoulder. "My lord, what about asking yon large man to join us? If this quest is to be as dangerous as you say, then another strong arm to help us fight would only help. You saw what he did with that large man. What thinks ye ?"

 

[Arc da Rat]

As the knock on the door, Trilla opens it & sees Revlin. He hands her the necklace. He says, "Well, I dont know how this fell into my pouch, but here you go. By the way, are you here looking for adventure? The wizard downstairs is looking for companions on a grand adventure. Want to come join us ?" & waits for her reply.

::Crushes the necklace to her breast::

"Ah, Friend Revlin thank you for the return of my bethrothing ring to the order." She shows him the small pendant ring on the chain, that could not even fit his smallest finger. "That is a kind offer of companionship but I am unable to come down to meet with this wizard. I did promise to keep to my rooms for this night." She looks saddly at him. Then her eyes brighten, "Say you will take a note to this wizard for me in my stead." Revlin nods not wanting to refuse the pretty elfen maid. "Oh, thank you." Quickly scribes a note from parchment from her pack.

The note reads ...

Sir Wizard,
This kindly Kender by the name of Revlin, has asked in your name for me to join your adventures. I am excepting this invitation in the name of the Silver Dragon. I had gotten quite lonely on the road & traveling companions would make it brighter. Please send a note back to me by the way of this Kender, for I am promised not to leave theses rooms for the night.
Trilla, Cleric of the Silver Dragon

::Hands the note to Revlin::

The kender smiles "I will take this back to the wizard for you." He turns to go back downstairs. *Revlin.* A strange voice speaks behind him. He turns & only see Trilla standing there with a strange silvery glazed look in her eyes. "Did you say something?" he asks. *Yes* said the voice coming from the clerics lips. *Ye not be borrow coin or items from Mistress Trilla again. Would that be understood.* Revlin stunned nods. *Good.*Trilla shakes her head & blinks, "Was there something else you needed friend Revlin?" She looks at him confused. Revlin shakes his head "No, no."

::Makes his way back downstairs::

Revlin goes over to the wizard & hands him the message. "This be from the elven cleric upstairs."

 

[DRxBlue]

As the group begins to come together and feels the lust of the quest begin to flicker in their souls, the minstral begins to set up his show.

As people come in for the supper hour, Starkynde pushes a large table into a corner to use as a stage. upon it he sets his lute, his flute, and a small tambourine/drum which is played with a foot treadle.

As the small crowd, including Sorian's group, fill up on the simple, but plentiful fare served at "Ye Oaken Keg", the minstral quietly plays a series of merry tunes.

Soon the orders for wine, ale, and brandy are coming in faster than Alf the barkeep can keep up with.

He calls to the whore, asking if she'd like to make an honest living for an evening. Laughing, she tells Master Rodge she would be glad to be a barmaid until closing time.

Soon people start to run out and come back with friends and family, for merriment is a rare occurrence in the little town.

Starkynde seems to know every song that's ever been written, and soon people are dancing and singing along with him to all of their favorite tunes.

Sorian and his band are enjoying the show as much as anybody, but the time flies by too quickly. Then it is time to close and Starkynde tells the crowd that he will play but one more song for the night.

A groan of disappoinment is heard from every voice, but the people soon settle down as Starkynde prepares to sing a final ballad.

A hush falls on the crowd as his lute plays the opening chords, then Starkynde begins to sing.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Before the days of Darkness came
Brought by the One we shall not name
Sorian stood in the Northern Tower
A wizard Good, and filled with Power

But he was felled by the trusted hand
of a Dark One who now twists our land
And takes from all the light of Joy
With Puppet Kings he doth employ

His soldiers come to break the Peace
His Tax our burdens much increase
In tales Sorian still lives on
It's said someday, he'll bring the Dawn

He'll send the Dark One back to Hell
And with his Light, he'll break the spell
For in the North beneath the Tower
He hid His Wand, Key to his Power

Some say he walks the Earth again
And walks among the common men
The wand he needs to Seek and Find
And so reclaim his Deathless Mind
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

In the silence after the song ends, Starkynde thanks the crowd for coming, and tells them all that he will be back the next night.

An ear-splitting cheer and thunderous applause rise up. People leap to their feet and begin to talk about the fun they had, and how much they were impressed by the mysterious musician. Noone seems to notice that he has slipped away.

Sorian sits stunned, for the lyrics to the last song run over and over through his mind. It is as if the words have been tattooed on his soul.

In his mind he can see the great North Tower, and knows that he must go there.

 

[Guest]

Thurstor, The Adventurer!!!!

My heart leaps as the human named Perrin points to me and mentions me joining the party. I knew it would be like this. I knew these people would accept me.

Ah wood enjoy joining yore merry group!" I holler without any hesitation. I instantly regret it and glance over at Master Rodge. I don't need him anymore. I am a hero now. I don't work for Master Rodge anymore. "Ah'm Thurstor!" I announce loudly as I join the small group at their table.

Soon I go to my room in the cellar and collect my belongings. My small bag of coins that I had saved from my petty wages and the small bag of colored rocks that I had found laying by the river. I then re-join my new friends and drink. The watered down ale at this run down bar tastes better than ever. I am now a HERO!

 

[Arc da Rat]

From her room ...

Trilla listens from the window to the merriment coming from the floor below. The music carries far.

::She thinks::

<"The bard is very talented & a man of his word.">

As last song of the night is sung ...

Trilla is drifting off to sleep, when she hears of the name Soryan. She listens to the tale told. Then shivers. Pulling her robe around her she goes closer to the fire. Sitting there to stare into the flames.

 

[silverwolf]

sorian

oocerfection, pure perfection.DRxBLUE,you took the very words from my mouth or i should say concept,i am very pleased with the way this is going.lets make it a bit more interesting shall we.as soon as we start on our quest.

ic.taking the note from revlin i notice a disturbed look in his eyes, reading the note i ask him"what is wrong friend what disturbs you." he sais nothing.so after being disturbed by the last ballad I head up to the elven clerics room and nock.' knock, knock, knock,'
"it is the wizard you heard of me lady may i enter."i said as i awaited her response.

 

[chewbacca71]

After giving the wizard the note, Revlin goes over to Perrin. "It looks like we shall be traveling together , so I guess we should meet again under better circumstances. Hello, my name is Revlin. I am now the thief of your merry band. Glad to meet you. " With this, he holds out his hand to be shaken.

 

[chewbacca71]

Perrin reaches down and takes the tiny hand in his large paw. "I am sorry if I hurt you before, I am not used to dealing with wee people. Welcome to the band, but I am not the leader, Sorian is. " Perrin notices Sorian leaving to go upstairs. "My lord, do you need me to go up with you?" Sorian shakes his head no. Sorian says " No Perrin, stay here and gather the adventurers , make sure everyone has any supplies that they need. And get extra rations, I have a feeling that the Giant will eat quite a bit." Perrin shakes his head yes. Perrin speaks " Does anyone need anything for the coming journey? My lord has bid me ask if anything is needed."

 

[DRxBlue]

A message for the Cleric

ooc: Oops...i'll get the hang of this, just edited my former posts to change some of the Soryans to Sorians

Soryan was the young Sorian's teacher, right?
Sorian the wizard in "Ye Oaken Keg" may be Sorian the Elder reborn, but we won't know that until he gets ahold of "DreamBlaster".

(Sorian the Elder's wand, a formidable weapon as well as a source of Magic Power AND Keeper of Sorian's Knowledge)

If Sorian survives the Ordeal of Remembering he will have the power to defeat Exandor AND restore my powers in the real world.

Many a trail and battle between here and the North Tower, if you even go that way. You may have other more pressing business of your own to deal with first.

Business like the disappearance of Illnyana!(what a babe, i go NUTS for Ice Blue eyes!)

So that's the way it looks to me so far. Any feedback you could add to your ooc:'s or PM me directly. This is COOL!<g> back to business
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Trilla hears a knock at the door, as she turn to open it she sees a ghostly form between herself and the door.

Her senses retreat to the Other World, realm of the Wizard, the Cleric, the Angel and the Demon. A voice in her mind speaks clearly to her and time seems to stop.

"I am Starkynde of the Blue Realm. I am also the minstral who bid you stay at this inn. My perfomance tonight has cost me greatly, my powers have been crippled by Exandor the Dark One.

You of the Order of the Silver Dragon know of him I believe?"

:Trilla nods her head, her eyes silvered over by her connection to the Other World.:

"Good, then you know the power of my opponent and the danger alliance with me would bring."

:Again she nods:

"You are about to be asked to join a great adventure, one that may end with the death of the Dark One. I do not want to influence your decision, for the jouney described could well mean your death.

May I come to you again tomorrow night after my musical program?"

:Trilla again nods, a slight smile curls the corners of her mouth.:

"The energy it takes to perform leaves me with little power to maintain a human form. Your Silver Dragon powers make you easier to contact. Watch for me after my program tomorrow night. I am glad to have met you little one, you do your Order great credit."

Trilla smiles and the silvery haze melts from her violet eyes like frost from a window in Spring.

Now she hears the knock at the door, and a voice saying "It is I...the Wizard."

 

[Arc da Rat]

Trilla

OOC: That was good Doc. Nice tie in. I couldn't done better myself.

Trilla walks over to the door, her white/blue robe swishing around her feet & the hood bounces on her back under her hair that is in a long single braid. She opens the door. "Greeting Sir Wizard. I am Trilla. I bid you come in & warm yourself by the fire."

She moves to let him enter & closes the door behind him. Moving over to the fire she gestures to the seat she was sitting in & stand closer to the hearth. Still disturbed by the last song Starkynde last song & the message he has brought to her.

::She shakes her head in her musesings::

"What brings you here Sir. You look troubled." Trilla looks into the wizard's eyes. "You be disturbed by the bard Starkynde's last song." Sorian looks startled. "As was I. But truth speaks in his words." She looks down & trails off lost in thought again, repressing a shiver.

::She looks up again::

"I am weary of travelling alone with only my horse & thoughts for company. Travelling with companions would ease the loneliness. I miss my home but my work takes me where it wills. Fates are not in the hands of mortals such as we." Trilla smiles sadly, looking older than time but still ageless.

::With another shake of her head::

"Enough of my musesing. What have you to say?"

 

[chewbacca71]

Perrin sends Revlin out with a list of supplies. He is to get horses for Sorian, Perrin, Starkynde and a pony for himself. Perrin was not sure of what to get for the giant. "Thurstor, I do not think that we will be able to get you a horse big enough. Will you still be able to keep up?" Thurstor nods his full head of red hair. Perrin is interested in seeing how well the giant will be able to keep up. "Off you go Revlin, and be back in a short while. I do not think the lord will want us to linger here for long."

 

[chewbacca71]

Revlin takes the bag of coins from Perrins hand and starts for the supply store. He talks to the proprietor and gives him the list of supplies. While he is waiting for the proprietor to get the supplies, Revlin wanders around the store. He sees some fancy rings and bracelets in a case. Hmmm, he thinks to himself, this lock is not too tough . Sliding out his lockpick tools, he starts to work on the lock. He is able to slide out a gold and platinum ring and puts it into his pocket. He closes the case back up and relocks it. The proprietor did not notice the missing ring when he came back. Revlin gets all the supplies and puts it on the additonal horses. Whistling happily to himself, he hopes on the pony and leads the horses back to the inn.

Once Revlin gets to the inn, he hears a large ear piercing whistle. He hears the horses leaving the constables home and sees them going to the supply shop.

Oh no, Revlin thinks. This is not good. Revlin quickly goes into the inn. "Perrin, I think we have to go now, the constable of this town has a problem with elves and is coming to get them. We had better leave."

 

[Guest]

Thurstor Looses his temper

OOC: Chewbacca, I hope you don't mind me stealing a little bit of your idea.

IC:

Thurstor sat there watching as the others prepared for their journey. He watched Master Rodge also. The fat old human could cause problems for his new friends, Thurstor was determined not to allow that to happen. He watched as Rodge moved about the building cleaning up. Rodge's young daughter, Diana, joined him and went into the kitchen to scrub the pots, bowls and cups that had been used during the previous evening. Thurstor knew that he would have been doing that job if he still worked for Master Rodge. Thurstor watched as Rodge carried armload after armload of dirty dishes into the kitchen. A minute later, he would return.

Thurstor watched carefully as Rodge went, once more into the kitchen. Thurstor could clearly see the sink. Diana was not there. Where had she gone? Thurstor asked himself. Then Revlin returns with news.

"Perrin, I think we have to go now, the constable of this town has a problem with elves and is coming to get them. We had better leave."

"Rodge!" Thurstor yelled and rose to his feet. Rodge turns to see the giant coming towards him, Thurstors hand on the hilt of his sword. "Ya Sent Diana to get the constable! Ya knew he hated the Elf folk." The sword began to withdraw from it's rat chewed scabbard.

Perrin steps in front of the giant and speaks to him. Thurstor doesn't even hear him. He just simply steps around Perrin and continues moving towards the fat, balding human who was now trapped in the corner beside the bar, laughing at the angry giant.

Perrin steps beside Thurstor and grabs the giants large arm. "Stop" Perrin hollers.

Thurstor stares down at Perrin. His sword now half drawn. He looks from Perrin to the others and then back at Rodge. Thurstor takes a deep breath and calms himself. He begins to breath. He nods at Perrin once again in control of his anger. When Perrin releases him again. Thurstor turns suddenly on Rodge, draws his sword and charges his former employer. Thurstor slams Rodge into the wall, He grabs Rodge's sweat covered apron and lifts him four feet off the ground. The sword appears at Rodge's throat. Thurstor looks into Rodge's eyes and whispers. "Leave mah friends alone!" He moves the sword and drops the overweight man back to the floor. Rodge's knee's give out beneath him and he crumples onto the ground. Thurstor turns and goes back to his new friends. "Come, My friends. We leave NOW!" He shouts and waves his new friends to the back of the bar. He pulls a lever and a trap door in the floor drops open.

 

[chewbacca71]

OOC: That fine , Doffy, there really does not seem to be a strict outline or anything for this. Plus it makes it more interesting. Steal Away. LOL

Perrin looks at the trapdoor and turns to Thurstor. "Where does this door lead? We have horses that we need to bring with us."
Thurstor says to Perrin "This leads to the stream on the hill below the Inn." Perrin yells to Revlin, "Thief, I need you to go upstairs and tell Sorian what is going on. I will lead the horses and your pony to the side of the stream . I will meet you there. Thurstor, I put the protection of my Lord in your hands, do not disappoint me. " Perrin gives Thurstor a harety pat on the back and disappears out the front door of the Inn. He collects the reins from the horses, gets the stable boy to quickly resaddle Trilla's horse and leads them all to the stream.

 

[chewbacca71]

OOC: What are we going to do with Lady Sirens character? I am new to this, is it ok to pm her and ask her what she wants to do??? Anyway

Revlin nods to Perrin and quickly bolts up the stairs. He knocks on Trilla's door with a heavy hand.

"Excuse me, but we seem to have a problem. The constable does not like elves in his town and is on his way to the Inn. If we are going to leave, we need to leave now. The giant has found us all an escape and Perrin is going to meet us there. What do you want to do ?"

 

[Arc da Rat]

Trilla

A loud knock is heard on the door & the Kender bursts into Trilla's room. Before Sorian could speak. Revlin says, "Excuse me, but we seem to have a problem. The constable does not like elves in his town and is on his way to the Inn. If we are going to leave, we need to leave now. The giant has found us all an escape and Perrin is going to meet us there. What do you want to do?"

Trilla looks at the wizzard, standing to make his way to the door. "I must warn the minstral Starkynde. Please wait but a moment." Her eyes silver over & she wills herself to the Otherworld. <"Friend Starkynde, tis I Trilla. Ye must wake. There be danger if ye stays the night. Revlin mentions the constable has a hatred of elven folk. Meet us in thee main room below. Please I beseech ye hurry."> She shakes her head & falls against the mantle.

Both wizzard & thief move to help. Trilla holds up a hand. "I be fine. Just a little weak. The Bard will meet us in the common room below." She hurries to pick up her pack then raps on small chest next to it. "Wake thee up. We must go." She says in a commanding voice. The little chest shakes, then stands & many tiny pink feet are seen under it. Trilla hoists her pack up & turns. "Let's be off my friends. I will explain about the chest later." The men nod & they hurry out & down the stairs followed by Trilla's magical chest.

OOC: Okies, If any of you have read or played the Discworld series created by Terry Pratcher. May reconised the chest. Its like Rincewind's but smaller. It came into my room thru the window & will follow Trilla where ever she goes (unless ordered not to). I needed something to carry that very heavy saddle bag. As we are runnin away. Why it wasn't with me when I entered the tavern? Good question. But I do have an answer. She had ordered it to stay hidden till the patorions leave & come up to her rooms.

 

[Guest]

The Giant In Command

Thurstors chest thrusted out in pride when he was left in command of the small group. He watched as the theif ran up the stairs and then waved the others forward. "Come." He grabs a lantern off of a nearby table and ducks into the small passageway. Thurstors large frame just fits inside.

The Passage is small and dark, only five foot high and maybe five foot wide, Thurstors shoulders scrape the side walls and his head bounces along the ceiling. (Luckily, there's not to much in there to hurt.) The roof of the passageway is rock lined but the walls and the floor are only dirt. Every ten feet or so is a timber brace to keep the dirt up, but they creak and groan terribly as Thurstor and the others brush by them.

After about fifty feet the passage widens into a large natural cave opening. In the middle of the cave is a small pool, water drips from the cieling of the cave. Water, from the one of the many small branches of the stream flow over the rocks, allowing only drops to pass between and fall into the pool inside the cave. The sound of the water falling into the pool is almost hypnotizing. Around the edges of the large cave are crates and barrels, all full.
"Master Rodge's stores!" Thurstor says waving at the barrels and crates. "Food, wine and ale for use in his bizniss."

Thurstor circles the small pool of water and stops at the exit. From the exit you can hear, but not quite see, the stream running alongside. He dims the lantern and leads them outside.

OOC: If anyone wants to cause problems in the cave, go ahead.