Posts from Divine Journey

- Hmm, I must have missed that, my apologies. In that case, I think we need to go look for the rest of the group. Logically, if they were captured, they should be taken to the converter. The shortest way there is through the hall above our cells, so I suggest we head there immediately, and maybe we'll find some weapons along the way.
One, two, three, stand up and let's go!

whoever gets there last is a fool.

- Yes, probably. Tan asked to have you sent to his residence as soon as you return from your journey.

- Well, I'll go today, but first, I'll spend some time with you.
For some time, Heimyr spent time with his family and friends, told them about his adventures, and learned the latest news – everything was as peaceful as before, and what could happen in this place? Even in the cities on the surface, which are closest to the borders with other lands, not much happens. Heimyr felt calm and safe. For a while, everyone forgot about their worries and had a good time. Heimyr asked to be provided with an axe and a shield, even the simplest ones, when he returns from the audience.
Soon, he was standing at the entrance to the town hall: a bridge stretched out to him across a wide and deep chasm that ran around the entire perimeter of the town hall. It seemed bottomless, so a single glance down from the bridge could immediately cause severe dizziness. Dwarves never neglect additional protection for cities and important strategic points, even if it seems impossible to penetrate them. Heimyr slowly walked forward across the bridge, filled with pride for his people, and found himself at the parade gates, which were wide and high. On either side, two equally tall stone statues stood, depicting unflappable dwarven warriors in full armor, leaning their axes against the ground. To see their faces, you had to tilt your head back a lot. And next to them stood living dwarven guards, smaller, of course, but just as imposing. Heimyr approached one of them:
- Greetings, warrior, I am Heimyr, son of Torald. Tan should be expecting me; could someone escort me to him?

- It may cause headaches, general weakness, and drowsiness after half a day. Excessive use can lead to addiction.

"We need to use this carefully. Only in extreme cases."
Faelvir thanked the herbalist and headed back to the Fortress, where Lindeskar, already equipped, was waiting for him.
Veggi allowed me to dress him! :)

Nael left the cramped chamber and surveyed the group. - Well, good morning! - The Assassin stretched. - Ah, is there any weapon available?

Alko looked skeptically at the thin elf and tossed the sledgehammer in his hands:
-Can you fight with weapons?

I don't understand, have we already been released? o_O

Nael pondered.
- Well... generally, I prefer not to fight. - The girl ran a finger across her throat and made a menacing face. - But since the situation doesn't really offer a choice, I can wield a knife.

- You can't kill many people with a pickaxe, - May chuckled, so no offense, but Alco will be tougher than you.
- Well, now that we're all here, I suggest we head to the upper hall.

- Sure, let him hold the line; I'm not planning on rushing forward. We have another small task here... a few guys, their location unknown, are looking for a way to free us. We should try to find them somewhere around here.

- Fangs to the wall! - White Wind shouted, and began to spin his kusari-kama, defending the space within a radius of one and a half meters around him. He remembered the old training sessions in the monastery, closed his eyes, and began to rely only on his hearing, preparing to repel the attack.

"Well, that's just great..." Fang thought with dismay, mentally rehearsing the process of casting a healing spell, just in case. "A trap." Fortunately, the smoke didn't make breathing difficult, so the monk didn't have to struggle with that. On his companion's command, he moved to the wall, still ready to heal himself or Bay if necessary.

Tox and Thor are taking way too long! :)

Lei Lan silently followed the others. Since she didn't know anyone, she had to walk without saying a word. "It's hard to admit, but I miss Siegfried! With him and his barbaric comments, I would at least feel better." Lei Lan also couldn't get the thoughts about Hostor out of her head. Is everything alright with him? Is he alive? Did Sais and Morgan help him?

Added 27 minutes later
Guys, stop messing around with drugs! Stop getting high and come join us!

“Ah, Heimyr, what could have happened to such a thick-skinned dwarf as you?” Nokou lamented as he walked with the others to the upper hall.