<blockquote><div><cite>Kaitlyn wrote:</cite>"There's just a few bedrooms, a small holding chamber, and the armory between here and there...no traps, no other folks...we were it. That, and our little group up top."</div></blockquote><br/><br/>Asulf nods slowly, glad that they'd be clear of anymore traps - especially ones as thoroughly annoying and time consuming as the maze-trap. "Good to know, thank you," he says, offering his most polite smile - one that purposefully avoided showing his teeth to the already fearful mage.<br/><br/><blockquote><div><cite>Hershel wrote:</cite> "...Well...." The look on his face turns completely blank for a second - literally emotionless - and he just blinks "....I guess we're kinda stuck in here too, till the spell wears off. Which...should be in a few more hours. I think. It's really hard to keep track of time when you can't see the sun."</div></blockquote><br/><br/>Asulf hrmms, looking thoughtful. "Well, I guess you'll have to sit here then and hope no one else that comes through decides not to honor our bargain," he muses, trying not to pay<span style="font-style: italic">too</span>much attention to the display before him as their captives tended to Brady's churning gut. "Just tell 'em we vouch for you or something, I guess. That<span style="font-style: italic">should</span>be enough, but, well.." he shrugs.. and then winces as<span style="font-style: italic">something</span>inside Sunete's belly gives a muffled snap.<br/><br/><blockquote><div><cite>Laebras wrote:</cite>“She probably does know something,” Laebras calls. “Always sneaking around, looking for any advantage or a quiet place to digest one of us. But I'd eat her anyway if you're hungry, Asulf."</div></blockquote><br/><br/>Asulf chuckles. "Teran was the one that caught her, it's only fair that she's his. Not that I'd turn down a gift, of course, she did seem fond enough of me to keep shooting me and me alone," he comments, before furrowing his brow as Laebras continues. He was surprised at how quick the tiefling was to offer up another of her former comrades as a meal, and couldn't help but be a little tempted by her argument, eying Kaitlynn intently. The tale Laebras spun of how the sorceress must have come by those delicious curves on a diet of innocent barmaids only sweetened the deal, appealing to not only his empty stomach, but also to his sense of justice.<br/><br/>Of course, he had no real way of verifying such a tale, and he wasn't too fond of the idea of not honoring a deal to begin with.<br/><br/>And there was the matter of some sort of ritual being performed, they might lose precious seconds in the time it took to eat her - or he might lose precious belly-space best reserved for potentially more filling prey.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Decisions, decisions..<br/></span><br/><blockquote><div><cite>Brady wrote:</cite>"Either way, you won't be needing those weapons anymore... Asulf, would you mind looking after them?" Kneeling down, she scooped up the discarded blades and pouches, passing the items over to the canine for safekeeping.</div></blockquote><br/><br/>Asulf snaps out his ruminations as the lizardgirl - now significantly smaller, aside from her squirming gut - passes the mercenaries' discarded weaponry to him. He nods, taking them and tucking them away in his bags carefully, using it as an excuse to take his eyes off his allies and try to clear his head a bit. "Not a problem. Just more loot for us, right?" he grins a little, looking back up.