The bear was sure there had to be some kind of simple solution to this problem, aside from just walking down each corridor like a blind rodent...but it wasn't at this junction at least.  Rebounding off the wall, splinters of the shelving unit fell from his fur and his armor, though he did grab an appropriately sized chunk to use as a pick to start cleaning between his teeth, as well as chew on it to bide his frustration.  Woe to the first target he could channel this rage unto, for they will be having nightmares of his toothy visage even after they enter the next life.  But first...<br/><br/>[quote"Zukris"]Looks like we gotta do this the old fashioned way.[/quote]<br/><br/>Letting out a <i>huff<i> that conveyed both his annoyance and acceptance of the current situation, he scanned over the 'group' that he would be leading further into the maze.  There was the wolf girl, barely a muscle to show on her lithe form, but he had experiences with wolves back home, they made up their downfalls with a great deal of cunning.  The smaller lizard, while he would have preferred having Zukris by his side (as well as in his bed), seemed to handle herself well since she was in this company of would-be-warriors.  She would do fine as long as she stood out of the way.  His eyes looked up as he scanned the last member of his party, nostrils flaring as he picked up the unmistakable scent that had started to drift from her nethers thanks to Linal and his quick fingers. She was a healer, according to her own words, something that would come in quite handy and perhaps help them ultimately conquer this damned dungeon...and maybe he would reward her afterwards, the two of them in a bed, each of them with a struggling belly...maybe even filled with the lizard and the wolf should they want to 'join in'.<br/><br/>Banishing those thoughts for now, but not before they took effect on his body by making his codpiece stand out much more than it did previously, he took those potions from Rylia with a curt nod, storing them in a side pouch so they were easily accessible.  He waited until Zukris and her tagalongs made their turn down the hallway before facing the rest of his group.  "I'll lead.  Giant in the back.  Small ones in the center.  Questions?"  While hoping there were none, he was willing to humor them, though not before he began to march down another hallway for the umpteenth time this afternoon.<br/><br/><div style="padding: 3px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #d8d8d8; font-size: 1em;"><div style="text-transform: uppercase; border-bottom: 1px solid #CCCCCC; margin-bottom: 3px; font-size: 0.8em; font-weight: bold; display: block;"><span onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') {  this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = ''; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;hide&lt;/a&gt;'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;show&lt;/a&gt;'; }"><b>Spoiler: </b><a href="#" onclick="return false;">show</a></span></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;">Sorry again about the delay, work has been a lot busier than I had anticipated and my muse has been on a Union break or something <img alt=":x" src="./images/smilies/icon_mad.gif" title="Mad"/></div></div></div>