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[Dwarmin]

((Uh, we wait a year and THATS the update

Jking, glad to be starting this once more))

"La di dah, come on already. I'm tired of walking. Can we stand and fight a bit, or maybe just die?" Tali barks, ignoring the everyone.

Action: Continue down the literally endless hallway

[Xantalos]

((Ah sorry, just got back from work. I'll complete a god game turn and put up mah turn.))

[Zako]

"Hey, wait a second..." Edwin mutters to the others, stopping them momentarily. "It sounds like there's something moving ahead... Like rushing air. I think we should be careful moving ahead from here..."

Cautiously move down the hallway, doing my best to check for traps, pressure plates and tripwires.

[Parsely]

glad to be starting this once more))

Me too!

[Parsely]

Still need turns on this.

[Dwarmin]

@guinL Have Pm's been sent to feth our wayward players?

IF so, it may be time to replace them that do not respond..

[Parsely]

Always forget to do that..

FAKEEDIT: Done! I'll give it a day or two. They're all still active, except for Ross Vernal I think.

[Xantalos]

((Ah. Sorry, I've always been bad with deadlines. I'll put a thing up tonight or tomorrow.))

[Gamerlord]

((Woops. What's happening?))

[Xantalos]

Hm.
Examine the room. Are there any obvious exits?

[Parsely]

Xantalos
The room is square, tall and dim, the rough, uncut stone walls illuminated by the flickering red light emanating from the demonic forge dominating the far wall. Hundreds of man-sized roughshod portals are set into the surrounding walls. You have no idea where they lead, as you and the other occupants were led into the room




via the massive portcullis directly opposite the wall, which fell closed sometime after the last demon was slain.

The nearby corpses you check don't have much to offer aside from a rusted shortsword that's just your size, still in it's leather sheathe. You have no belt, so you have to carry it in your hands for now.

While you're busy searching the dead, the survivors have organized and gathered nearby. There's roughly forty survivors out of the hundreds that filled the room moments ago. Most of them are too stunned to even stand, but about five of the tougher souls are talking in low voices nearby. "What now?" An elf murmurs meekly. "We get out. Those doors look promising." Says a human sharply. "Yes, we go straight through the rock!" The dwarves bark, ignoring the everyone.

[Gamerlord]

((Woops. What's happening?))

[Parsely]

Just go back like 3-5 pages. Nothing's really changed since you've literally been in like a grand total of two turns.

[Xantalos]

((In 6-7 hours an action of mine will be up.))

[Parsely]

Okay!