“By all the Immortals they don’t make it easy for us!” Maruc grumbled as he sprinted across the room avoiding the bundle on the ground and the hole.
Miklos quckly assessed the situation as he watched their bid for freedom. Its a shame he hadn’t noticed the ladder in the first place, they had a good half a rooms lead on them. Nicolai was fast on his feet and would probably catch the second man as he climbed after but that would leave the other at the top – any sensible man with the morals of a sewer rat would cut the rope ladder whilest his companion delayed his capture. He would then be able to summon help this he realised the party could ill afford to contemplate. He had to delay them and this would be a perfect opportunity to question someone once they were tied up.
He silenced his thoughts as he summoned the calm required for the arcane ritual the greasy tang of source-magic filled the air as it began to warp and stretch almost imperseptably, only the most trained can percieve the arcane.
“By my beard! I will skin you two witless, lily-livered cretins for making me run!” Feldard roars as he charges after the two fleeing scoundrels.
If his axe were smaller he might consider trying to throw it at their backs but like any good battle axe, it is of immense weight and size and not easily thrown over any distance. “Elf, don’t you have a bow or something…”But Saeth was already in motion, drawing one dagger after another and launching them at the fleeing men, already breaking into a run.
Nicolai, faster than the others, even the elf, had sprinted ahead. Great, they made a break for it, perhaps he should have moved round quietly, he thought, but it seemed more appropriate to make a stand here. Still, you can’t change the past. He hoped he would have back up as he approached the ladder.
The young rogue needn’t have worried for Miklos released the tendrils of the magic and it leapt with frightening speed toward the two men slowing their minds and legs making them buckle and stumble. He had aimed the spell upwards, ensuring that only the hooded thugs would be affected. They dropped from the rope ladder, landing with a resounding thud at the feet of Nicolai.