The Fall of House Pancrazio Chapter Three

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[b]IN THE TUNNELS-[/b]


Either the others are unconcerned with the jar Harold pointed out, or they missed it when he pointed it out to them.
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''I don't know, Harold- why is it black? Maybe you should open it.''


Tristan leaves Harold's side and walks over to the ladder. He looks UP to see if it goes to another level, an exit, or a hatch of some sort.
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Tristan looks up to at ceiling where the ladder goes. There is a shaft about three feet in diameter that leads upwards for about twenty five feet before ending in front of a wooden grate. Fire light can be seen through the grate. As Tristan peers up he can see movement on the other side of the grate as something shifts in front of the light casting shadows down the shaft.
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JMaytr wrote:Tristan looks up to at ceiling where the ladder goes. There is a shaft about three feet in diameter that leads upwards for about twenty five feet before ending in front of a wooden grate. Fire light can be seen through the grate. As Tristan peers up he can see movement on the other side of the grate as something shifts in front of the light casting shadows down the shaft.
Tristan moves away from the ladder and approaches the others.

He points up at the shaft in the ceiling above the aldder. Then, he whispers

''Light from a fire, and there's something moving up there...''
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Tahl decides too take a a good look at what Tristan is talking about then goes back to the group to see what they think they should do now .
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Goran draws a blade from his back and halts with the torch held low. He stands at the fringe of the group keeping the tail of their beast safe. His stance is solid and strong.
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IN THE TUNNELS-

As Harold holds the jar that is painted black, he can feel heavy items, like stones, rattling about within.

As Tahl glances up the shaft towards the movement that Tristan refers to, He hears what sounds like a cough coming from above. The houndsman hears it too.


IN THE LARDER-

As Sebastian looks on at the bubbling blood, he can feel his chest growing tight and his breath comes to him slower. Steam roiling off the blood reaches Sebastian and begins to choke him (1). The smell is unlike anything Sebastian has encountered- a mix of copper and smoke. Within moments the putrid smoke causes Sebastian to fall to his knees.



(1) 2 CON DRAIN
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Lungs burning from the acrid blood fumes, Sebastian holds his breath to keep from breathing in any more. He gets up off his knees, and lunges for the nearest exit in an attempt to reach fresh air.
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ALONG THE ROAD TO VON ZYDEN-


Agna is able to jump clear of the carriage as it tumbles to the ground with a loud crack. Splintered wood from the destroyed front wheels explodes into the air. As Agna pulls herself from the ground she finds that her left hip is badly scraped. Her servants gown is badly torn at the hip and blood is beading through. Though scraped and painful, the wound does not appear to be that deep. Looking back to the carriage Agna sees that Emilio did not jump clear and lies pinned under a section of the crashed vehicle. He lets out a moan that could be mistaken for a mournful dog.

The rain that had been just a mist minutes before grows heavier and quicker, falling in thick stinging drops. The ground is rapidly growing muddy and a light fog seems to be crawling across the earth towards Agna.
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Tristan takes a long wooden pole from the supplies he and Tahl had brought down, climbs the ladder halway, and tries to pry open the wooden grate with the pole.
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IN THE TUNNELS-

The grate pries open easily, as if it was placed there by a weaker hand than Tristans.


IN THE LARDER-


Sebastian is about to run from the room when he sees the grate before him pop up. A ten foot pole is the culprit. The stench and the blood have all but vanished, though Sebastian can still feel pain in his lungs from where the foul gas had assailed him.
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Tristan takes a chance, and calls softly through the opening-

''Hello? Is someone up there?''
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"What in Ezra's name?" Sebastien says in a hoarse voice as the grate opens before him, still reeling form the sudden appearance and disappearance of the noxious blood.
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Hearing the strange voice, Sebastien makes a few raspy coughs to clear his through before answering.

"Yes, I am" he responds

"Be careful, the room was fill with some kind of fumes not a moment ago."
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Varrus the Ethical wrote:"What in Ezra's name?" Sebastien says in a hoarse voice as the grate opens before him, still reeling form the sudden appearance and disappearance of the noxious blood.
The pole end waggles.

A voice fom beneath the now open grate-

''Hey, who is that up there? Are you alright?''
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