Echoes from Below
5th of Rova 4707 A.R. (Absalom Reckoning)
As you hasten to secure the prisoner Gorok follows suit. Raiders you know usually have the good sense not to spill blood twice on the same stone.
Unless they are starving or duergar trying to square a debt with shackles or dero on some mad search or... You shake yourself out of the thought, none of those have wings, hopefully this is nothing more than an opportunistic attack on what seemed like a lightly defended group with amny dependents.
While you had been pondering Mina had been healing, making the mark of her almost-spell again and again dispersing healing to the shaken halflings. One cannot help but notice they are much more at ease with her now that they need something.
"Secure," Gorok hisses and not without good cause, the raider had gone from being bound with ephemeral shadows to very solid rope with Cob holding the bone knife to her throat. The iruxi motions towards you. "Listen yes?" Obviously he does not mean with your ears.
Harpy Will Save vs Detect Thoughts: 23, 11 (Success; Failure)
So begins what must be the oddest conversation you have ever taken part in. Mina questions the raider, the 'harpy' you learn is the name of her kin, words echoing strangely as you hear them in one tongue and she in another, and you try to parse out the true answers in her mind from the lies she tells aloud... which also have to pass by Mina. A frustrating time is had by all, beside Cob who wanders off at one point to wash off the blood he's still wearing, but eventually you manage to piece together a timeline of events.
The harpies of the Bleak Talon Tribe had been chased into the upper caves by black armored men like the ones you had fought near Longacre, Chelixian 'knights' and so they had decided to raid down into kobold territory, a strategy which had worked very well until the self proclaimed dragon-spawn had figured out how to build traps that account for winged foes, which in turn pushed the raiders to look for easier meat by bypassing the kobolds to hunt even deeper.
All that would have satisfied you had it not been for a glimpse of the last person they managed to snare near here, not mongrelman, not one of the dour dwarfs, not one of the people, the eerily beautiful face looking back at you from the prism of the raider's memory is of a kindred that you have only heard of and yet know with the surety of a thousand nightmarish tales recounted:
drow.
Akorian Knowledge Dungeoneering: 1d20+5 = 16 (Success)
"We need to leave, right now," the words are out of your mouth almost before the thought had formed. "Double time we need to make it to the entrtance as fast as our feet can carry us."
"What did you see?" Gorok asks, a worried flick of the tongue and accompanying the slow, thoughtful blink.
"Drow, they caught one. This close to the passage into the burnlands it can only mean one thing, raiders. We need to not be here when the main group arives."
"Drow raiders? The demon elves?" Iolda looks up sharply from talking to one of the older halflings whose name escapes you.. "I'd ask if they are as bad as the stories tell, but the look in your eyes is answer enough." She sighs, running her fingers though short curly hair somehow managing to tangle it up more. "Remesiana isn't a bad place as places in Chelix go. I'd like to give some kind of warning, but not at the cost of being put in shakles again."
She had been a slave once then, the notion is not surprising from what you had been able to parse of this Bellflower Network of hers. You abstrain from offering the advice most often given when there are raiders from the dark cities about: 'Slit your own throat rather than give up your knife'
"We should ask the kobolds if they know anything about raiders from below," Mina puts on a brave face. "Knowledge would serve us better than blind flight."
For his part Gorok seems inclined to agree and Cob is not going to argue one way or another, but they look to you as the most knowlegeble in matters of the dark elves, theoretical as that knowledge may be.
What does Akorian sugest?
[] Stop and question the kobolds, maybe they will even reward you for handing them the prisoner
[] Make all haste to the surface
[] Write in
OOC: Well you know what they say about interesting times...