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slave:
Seeing the dwarves and the human, Berak instantly starts to consider various, increasingly dire possibilities. His thoughts are quickly interrupted by Isirius telling him to fall back. After a moment's hesitation, he decides to trust Isirius to deal with the situation, saying
- I'll stay right behind the door.
and dematerializing, forming again in the room where the others are waiting, letting his consciousness fragment fade away.

He quickly gives the others telepathically a brief description of the situation, suggesting they wait and see how the situation develops and stay unnoticed for now. Berak is about go check on what is happening with Isirius, when he remembers something. He turns his attention to Quill and telepathically says:
- You should consider using the gauntlets that we found on Bortek. They seem to be something you could benefit from.

He then moves back to the door, trying to catch something about what is happening in the other room.


--- Quote ---Shard Swarm (teleport) to A1.
Go a bit deeper into the room and communicate with the others (they are out of telepathy range).
Go back to A1.
Berak wields his orb (he unwielded it when preparing for the ritual).

--- End quote ---

Malek Deneith:
Isirius
"Owning" the place is debatable (even if the lead human looks a bit cocksure), but they certainly feel like they *know* the place. They look like they know the place, and what little hesitation there might be is probably result of the fact they most likely spent long time "on ice". As for their allegiances, even if Winter King's servants bear insignia to identify them you wouldn't know what they look like and thus are unable to tell. Even moreso the case for late Bortek.

In terms of readiness they don't exactly seem to be preparing for a fight yet, but the human holds a staff (he had it under his arm when he first came to view but quickly put it back in his hand when he noticed Isirius), and the various axes dwarves wear are in arms reach. Combining that with the fact that they move as if they've seen combat before you estimate that time to gear from zero to slaughter would be short.

Berak
Your actions and results of consciousness' disappearance - should it be noticed - will be processed after Isirius makes a "proper" reply. Essentially, until situation is defused or combat breaks out the actions are timed by ones that Isirius' makes. No pressure.

LuckyDee:
Thanking his lucky stars he chose not to walk around with his weapons drawn, Isirius tries to drop out of stealth mode as unobtrusively as possible and lets out something halfway between a bark and a sigh - Finally, someone who looks like they can talk some sense. That fool Boarhack wanted to gain the King's favor so badly he actually managed to get himself killed over it. And I still don't have a clue which way all of this is supposed to go. This way please, my party is waiting.

Isirius turns around and starts walking back towards the previous room in a purposeful stride. He never stops talking though, not giving the others a chance to get a word in, and acting like nothing's wrong whatsoever.

- You wouldn't happen to have any proper food lying around, if I may be so blunt? Not only was the welcome not quite what we expected, but then some bastard tried to poison us to boot! You'd think that being summoned ought to mean not having to go through all this hassle. He casts a smiling glance over his shoulder and rattles on - Say, whatever happened to you lot? Did you get summoned here as well, or is this place renowned for its indoor swimming facilities?


--- Quote ---And so on, until we reach the other room or they interrupt him blatantly enough
--- End quote ---

Malek Deneith:
Unfortunately for Isirius, Berak's exit didn't happen fast enough. The man in black catches a glimpse of the conjuration before it fades out. Just a glimpse, just for a split-second but it's enough to alert him. He takes two quick steps forward, points his staff at Isirius and barks demandingly:
- "Stop! There was something here with you moment ago before it disappeared. Who are you? What was that?.." - he pauses for a second to think then continues - "...and who else is here? You said party."
The dwarves start to slowly move forward also - their hands begin to gravitate towards their weaponry, but for the moment they still seem to more preoccupied with what is happening, particularly in getting a better look at Isirius.


--- Quote ---Isirius moved a square down before he got stopped, man in black is two squares down from the map posted in OOC, dwarves also move a square down.
--- End quote ---

LuckyDee:
Isirius stops and turns around, mustering his most benign smile - Of course I came with a party - you don't seem too keen on wandering around here by yourself either. And have you even seen the surrounding countryside lately? I can't even begin to guess how long you've been frozen in here... But now that we've managed to set you free, the least you could do is walk this way and fill us in on what happened here. The name's Isirius Thray, by the way, at your service. He accompanies the last sentence with an extending of his hand and a bold look straight into the black clad man's eyes.

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