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[shadenight123]

The room does not appear to have any other vermin.
A quick look around does show to Lady Minski a few bits and pieces of chewed up wood, a small bundle of thread, a bit of yarn, and few small pebbles.
These are the things she could actually take with little to no repercussion, of course if she doesn't actually care for the 'law' there are other things around. There is however a door at the end of the cellar room, that appears to have the lower left corner gnawed and gashed open, as if something the size of a small dog had passed through it.
She doesn't hear anything however coming from the other side of the door.

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If you want to take anything just say it and update your sheet Or if you want 'not' to go up and instead move to the door for example, just say so otherwise what follows is what happens.

The Group of Adventurers moves back upstairs, Korina helping out Tarzu climb the stairs. The Dwarf Innkeeper, Thordrek, is waiting for you just outside of the trap-door, and bolts it close once you all leave the cellar. You realize there are two adventurers next to the dwarf that you have not seen before.

"So, ye've got them all the giddy little bastards? Even the big one?" He asks with a small smile anxiously.

--Oskar Kelskar and Coralie Katwyellan--

The bloody boar is the inn where you thought you could start your very first adventure, and as you entered the clean Inn, knowing full well that the owner, Thordrek, had a job just waiting for your sort to come through, you were kind of excited and nervous at the same time. It was after all the first job of your hopefully long career as adventurers.

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Mind you, I'm just narrating. If instead of 'excited and anxious' you prefer to be 'Cynical and pessimistic' it's your call.

Luck was not on your side, as the Dwarf told you that a group of adventurers had arrived before you, and had already long gone down to solve the problem. Just as he was telling you this, the group of adventurers came out, one of them being helped as he seemed uneasy to walk. Blood soaks their garments and weapons, as if they had just gone down to fight some sort of ferocious monster.

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Of course the blood soaks the weapon that actually cleaved something, idem with the clothes. It's just narration. Narration!

[freeformschooler]

Lady Minski takes the bundle bundle of thread and examines it.

"Mmm. Somethin's not right. Ain't all too much here, an' that door there don't LOOK locked."

She then heads through the south door from the previous map that no one though to walk through.

[tryrar]

Tarzu is obviously not having a good day, and decides to give the innkeeper a piece of his mind. "'Little"? My good sir, there was no little about those rats! You could have given us an advanced warning that they were about the size of your average bloodhound! One of them nearly took off my LEG!!! How in the name of Correlon Larethian do those rats qualify as little?!" At this point Tarzu is red in the face and sweating, a really unusual sight on the face of an elf

[Criptfeind]

"We took care of quite a few. But as you can see my friend here was gravely wounded and we were forced to retreat without fully making sure that we cleared them out completely. Hopefully all of them are dead. But until we get our friend back on his feet we will be unable to make absolutely sure. We will rest for a while, then go back down.

You may have to close the inn for a day or two, for there is a risk that any survivors may have been agitated and may not stay down there. I know it would be a burden on you, and it may raise questions, but I don't see any other way to safely do it with just the three of us."

Henry said as he glanced between the inn keeper and the two newcomers.

[shadenight123]

--Lady Minski--

You open the door.
You blink.
There is a rat in the corner of the room, surrounded by a swarm.

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Said rat however is big.
You are not looking down at it. You are looking at it, at the same eye-level.
The rat's head moves to where you have opened the door, your sword still glinting with the light cast previously. The swarm stops its skittering to look at you.
For a moment, there is silence. You doubt the rat big as it is, or the swarm, could reach you with a charge. You can't guarantee they won't manage to run and bypass you however.
The room is spacious, filled with various crates and a small opening that lets small rays of light shine in in the far corner albeit it is barred to prevent people from trying to get in or out, it probably shows the back of the inn though.
All in all, with the Rat matter at hand though, it's a matter of initiative.

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http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3896514/
Lady Minski= 16+2=18
http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3896515/
MADR (Mother of All Dire Rats) (Which is funny, cause 'madre' stands for mother in italian and spanish)
11+2=13
http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3896516/
Rat Swarm 2+2= 4
OOI (Order of Initiative)
Minski
MADR
RS

It appears you have the first move, Lady Minski.

--Rest of the Group--

Lady Minski did not climb together with you it appears, and since she did not, the dwarf did not bolt the trap-door shut.

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This here are Ret-cons I make if I describe something your characters don't like of my 'narration'. You cannot go back and change your previous actions though. Only the narrator's words (or when he says it's fine because he didn't say something important like: there's a fire going on!)

"Yeh about that, you took care of the big one right? The one in the other room? Last I saw her she was gravid too...wouldn't want any more of those things going around."
Then he turns to Henry.
"You mad!? No way I'm closing the inn for a few buggers! I'm paying you to do your job! Should I ask these two then? They were actually asking me for the job themselves, aye sir! Four gold pieces each, what more do you want, to drive me red for Moradin?"

[tryrar]

"............if those were SMALL rats, then what in the bloody hell do you consider a BIG one?!" Tarzu, at this point, is imagining a rat about the same size at the entire room it's in. He then looks around. "Wait a minute, does anyone see Lady Minski? I was sure she came up with us.........oh no she couldn't have!" Fearing the worst, Tarzu grabs his bow and half-stumbles, half-limps back towards the stairs, yelling to the two newcomers "I fear our fair lady has gotten herself into dire trouble! If you have any soul, help us!"

[Criptfeind]

"Gods damn it. We had better hurry back down." Henry said as he turned to follow Tarzu. "Fritz! Defend Minski!" he called out as he went. Thinking to himself they made need more light down there, and he might need more options in combat, he dropped his shield as he went and concentrated, summoning a ball of fire into his hand, ready for throwing.

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Send Fritz down to join Lady Minski at the front line. Then spend a standard action casting Produce Flame and then a move action moving down into the cellar and as close as he can get to Minski.

[SeriousConcentrate]

"Right then. I'm Korina Understone. The injured elf was Tarzu and the druid is Henry. Our fourth is Lady Minski, but... it looks like she decided to stay down there and finish the job rather than help Tarzu get up here... and now he's going right back down." The little halfling sorceress sighed, running a hand over her hair. "You two wouldn't mind following me down, would you? We might need the help."

Once Korina got a yea or nay, she turned and headed down the steps as fast as she could go in an attempt to catch up to Minski and the rest.

[Dwarmin]

Coralie was sitting and drinking a spot of sweet tea (In her opinion, the tea was not that good.) at one of the table when the other adventurers burst in from below, idly wondering if maybe she'd be a better musician or dancer, than an adventurer-it certainly paid better...

The Elven woman turned a shade pale green looking at the bleeding man, then quickly attempted to recover her composure as she turned to the Halfling sorceress. Coralies hand involuntarily stole to protect her money pouch as she looked down upon the diminutive sorceress, then lightly touched a wooden amulet slung about her neck on a long chain (a simple disc with a curved line and an upturned crescent), finally resting on her left hip. She seemed to be trying to find the right words.

"...I wouldn't mind at all. I am here for the job, anyway." She said abruptly, tossing her long ponytail a bit abashedly. "I honestly thought the task would be considered closed and done by now...but it seems you are having a bit of trouble, yes? In that case, my name is Coralie Katwyellan, humble Strider of Fharlanghn, and I'm ready to render you assistance. Much pleased to meet you Sai Sundertones." She finished, managing a sunny smile despite mangling the sorceress name unintentionally.

She poured the rest of her tea into a nearby flowerpot (that poor flower needed the liquid, she thought) and stood up, banging her pretty head on a low hanging ceiling beam clumsily. Her smile faltered for a moment, then came back, as she straightened, and walked over to Korina with all the confidence of someone who had never swung a sword in battle before has.

Follow Korina, watch out for more ceiling beams

[GreatWyrmGold]

"Aye, I'll be followin' a'well. Ye may need me help. M'name's Oskar, by th'way."

After that wordy introduction, follow Coralie.

[Dwarmin]

Coralie turns back to the Dwarf as the group moves forward.

"Nice to meet you Oskal. Did you catch my name there? It was Cora-lie Kat-wyel-lan!" she says cheerfully, before adding in a somewhat lower voice "I'm not really from around here.", as if that explained everything.

[freeformschooler]

Lady Minski was never all that smart. She loved watching goblins explode into a shower of gold and experience points. Similarly, she hated long books, dramatic monologues and bathing. None of these qualities indicated a mindset of "think before you act," but if she was going to do that, now was the time.

: "I DEEM IS RAT TWO HEADS TOO BIG!"

Lady Minski retreats back into the north room, possible crashing into the oncoming party members on her way!

[SeriousConcentrate]

Korina kept to the side of the stairs, looking back at the new additions as she went. "Ah, that would be 'Understone', if you please, Miss... Kat-well-an. Like under a synonym for rock." She flashed a joking smile at the tanned elf. "So, what do you guys do, anyway? Tarzu is a treasure hunter, Henry communes with nature, Lady Minski, uh... bashes things, mostly, and I make pretty lights." Her smile remained, suggesting she was misrepresenting her team's talents - except for Lady Minksi, probably - as a means to break the ice and be friendly.

[Dwarmin]

Coralie nodded along. "I can't say I know much about rocks, personally." she commented, missing some vital point of the conversation.

Her ears perked up at the next question. "Oh, sounds like a dangerous group! Hopefully more dangerous to our foes than each other.

..and, aha! I told youn earlier-I'm a Strider of Fharlanghn. Do you kennit a 'Pala-dyme'? I'm one of those, suppose you would call me, lady Sai Under-rock. You know, crusading against evil and whatnot, walking the lands, smiting buggies and beasties and bogies and orx-men and seeumnots. They call us Striders because we do more walking inbetween smiting, as you imagine. In fact, I'll ive done is walk so far! That's weird, right? I haven't smited anything at all since I left home..." She responded easily enough, her mind wandering on Korinas (in her mind anyway) poor fashion choices.

So much purple! Argh!

[SeriousConcentrate]

"Ah. A holy woman. I understand. Good to have you along, then!" Korina said decisively, throwing her brown braid back over her shoulder. "Well, you're about to do more than walking, I can promise you that. Some of the rats we killed were almost as big as I am, and according to the innkeeper they weren't even the 'big' one." She turned her eyes forward to the stairs as she continued to descend. "So... Sai. Is that a term of respect, like how we call her 'Lady' Minski?"