Group decided in a pique of inspiration to fight fire with fire. If the hobs are lighting a fire - then damn it, we're doing that too! And then run away again. Had me laughing, best plans are those that I can't plan for!
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FOUR HUNDRED FORTY THREE
(I/C)
Lannis looked around, the overripe reek of the former goblins’ an assault on his senses. "I say we prep this area for a fire, pop open at least one door then fire it up and hide. Let them make of it what they will.” He pointed south. “We can scry or whatever at our leisure after from the secret room. I've got oil and fire"
"Fuego? Plan B? H'Okay amigos. No hace sense, pero hacemos anyway." Abraxas smiled
“Wait, it’s plan B time? Fire?” Lyra rubbed her hands together with glee. “Alright. Time to play with fire. Wish I had a resist fire left but I don’t, so watch your hair and fingers.”
Wyn held up a hand for caution. “Whoa. Whoa. I good wit dis idea... but before we do it, we should check de door to de chapel…”
“Sanctuary,” Lyra corrected.
“Oui. Sanctuary. To make sure it cen open. Don’t want to Plan B wit out a way out, oui?”
Brendon leaned over to Abraxas and whispered, “Does plan B always to consist of fire? Isn’t B for blue or biological?”
The fighter shrugged, shaking his head and replied in a stage whisper, "B is for Bfire."
“Ah. Thanks Doc. That actually makes some sense.”
“So we check de door south, den prep de beds,” Wyn suggested.
“I’ll watch your back as you go check out the door,” the Scout offered.
“Fire time. Got it.” Kovid looked around the room, “I agree with elf-friend, we should make sure we have a way out.”
Wyn pointed to the large bed on the south wall. “I tink we cen move de goblin bed to de nord door. Den de Duchess bed to de Duchess door at de west entrance. I also tink we leave Mira’s bed where it be.”
“There are zombified sex hands under the bed,” Lannis said with a shudder. “So I agree. Leave it alone unless you want to get a bad case of crotch rot.”
“Ew!” Lyra grimaced. “And I don’t have a way to cure that disease yet.”
“Go check the door,” Abraxas suggested. “I’ll move the bed here.”
Nodding thanks, Wyn ran off to the south, Brendon following through the south door and stopping just within daylight and lantern light range at the arch between Mirabellis’ and Duchess’ chamber. The elf continued on south, his infravision kicking in as he ran through and to the south door. He listened briefly and hearing nothing, opened it up and stepped into the hall.
Meanwhile Abraxas and Kovid were lifting and dragging the bed across the room, placing it in front of the north door to the hall by the Alchemy Lab. Lannis had taken out a flask of oil and Lyra was looking around, ears alert and eyes open.
Wyn crossed the short hall to the Sanctuary Door and slowly turned the knob, pushing the door briefly, sighing with relief that it opened up. A quick look through the crack showed no heat sources within. Satisfied he closed it behind him, breathed a sigh of relief, and headed back north, closing the door from the hall to Mirabellis’ room next.
“We good?” he heard Brendon call to him, his Detect Invisibility easily picking out the Scout standing in the archway.
“Oui! We good!”
As this was going on, Lyra looked at Lannis and frowned. “Did you just hear that?”
“What? Lyra! What do your Horse-Ears hear?”
“Shh!”She admonished him, looking around the room. “I thought I heard a door open?”
From the western door leading to the Goblin Warren in that direction, the smell of smoke and burning cloth grew thick and rank, followed by smoke as something lit the contents of that room on fire, and it spread south and towards the direction of the goblin room!
“Aw! Fuck this SHIT!” Lannis cursed! “How many of OUR great ideas are they going to do!?!”
“Bfire!” Abraxas called out, looking around. “Bruno! Bfire!”
Time now is Day 10, 11:34 AM
(OOC)
Invisible Brendon – 21 mins
Det invis Wyn – 11 mins
AHhahahahaha! Snort! Hahahahahah! Western Warrens were set on fire. What are you going to do?
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