Maruc’s scowl smeared across his face. “The grace and strength of Halav has guided our hands until now, but leaving beasts like these behind us is never wise. Still,” the cleric shrugged, “we cannot undo what has been done. The mages have wrought their craft and thrown their stone. We must play the game.” The dark man turned up the street and walked in steady steps toward the tower.
Hasan followed, but the cleric’s jangling gait unnerved him. The elf soon passed the human and took up his accustomed role in advance of the party, aiming to take a quick look at the tower before entering.
Miklos followed, toying with the idea of calling down a lightning bolt on the trapped hobgoblins. He wasn’t sure how the spell would affect the ancient construction, but it certainly would be fun to discover. Still, the magician pressed onward, close by the taciturn cleric. There was no turning back from the tower now, and he sensed his greatest feats would be needed there.
Feldard gave a snort of disgust at the decision made but moved back into his position as rearguard. Stealth? What did he know of stealth, with his plate mail armour? But the dwarf followed the group and tried not to make too much of a racket.
Ludo followed Hasan towards the front of the group, looking up he could see the dark tower looming above him and wondered what mysteries were held within the walls.
Like Hasan, Stephan found himself somewhat blocked by the ambling of Maruc. And like the elf, he too, when opportunity presented, gaited past the holy man to take position immediately after the prince.
The narrow siq funneled a warm mix of dust and burnt smell into the companions’ faces. Somewhere, a pebble rolled down a crumbling rock face. The siq’s breath seemed to push them back from their progress toward certain doom.
As they continued, those gifted with infravision noticed that the next door was different than the others. It was larger and decorated with ancient carvings, again of the jackal-headed humanoids that they had been encountering with increased frequency. The door was not locked, but from the cobwebs around it, did not appear to have been entered recently.