Tyrant's Grasp: The Dead Roads [IC]

[DrK]

Grum scoops up the gold and tosses the bandolier to Sal. "''Ere lad. Ye be keeping this safe fer us." As he finishes the looting he backs slowly towards the door pointing the sword at mite, smirking at the strange little mite's crown. "Ye be still. Stay" he barks as he heads to the archway back into the main room.

Helena looks at th creature sadly and also does a waving motion, motioning to the far (NE) corner of the room. "Stay there, don't follow" she adds, looking at Gwen, "Can you try speaking to it again[?"B][/B] she asks their plant-like friend. In the main room she glances back at the room with the sad looking mite king. "This whole place seems like such a grand edifice to Roslar. Yet I feel its almost too much, it doesn't seem very humble" she adds the last sadly.

Grum shakes his head, "If the man be iron he be smelting himself tae' steel" he adds sarcastically. Before nodding to the opening in the NW corner of the room and stomping that way.