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The suspense is killing me.
"I've found a way down to the lower reaches of the dungeon." Rue said, she pounded her fist into her hand, recalling something important. "We're also going to need quite a bit of rope, it looks like quite the drop."

She lead him to the door, the inside of which was poorly illuminated as ever. "Going to need a few torches too." She mumbled before remembering herself. "Sir Hawthorne the way down is past this door, unfortunately I'm not strong enough to pry it open."
"Suddenly you're so impatient." Rue said walking through the door. "Sir Hawthorne, I'm in need of someone with some upper body strength, can you accompany me while Mr. Knotts takes care of gathering the provisions?"
On the one hand, it was just what Rue needed. On the other hand..Rue couldn't stop herself from fretting. She was no spelunker and had no way of knowing if those wires could even carry her weight, much less James or Morthos. The only way to know for sure was to go in and test them herself, with this in mind she grabbed as much of the door as she could and proceeded to pull at it.
Rue arrived in front of the door, lifted up her smoked goggles and attempted to pull it open, she was thwarted of course, either by rot, rust or some other impediment. Perhaps the group as a whole would be strong enough to open it. The crack was too small to fit anything bigger than her big toe into it, so there was no chance of using her foot to pry at it. She settled for taking a quick peak inside, though she had no light, eyes of her people had little need for such things, even in the deepest darkness.
"Mister Knotts, perhaps you've forgotten." She paused as a biting lecture formed. "We have been commissioned by the king of Clarksland himself to rescue his daughter, now being held in the depths of this infernal madhouse-No insult intended Crystal-by his best Knight gone rogue."

"If I act, " She continued ", like we're in a hurry its because we are in one. We need to be, because the Alternative is returning to Clarksland not with the Princess, but with news of her death. And I can't accept an outcome like that. Not as a Scion of the greatest guides and navigators in the world. Not as the child of the greatest amongst those greatest. Not as the one who agreed to this fool's errant...Not as-" She stopped, blink and took a breath. She had broken another taboo, never raise your voice to the client.

"Please excuse me Mister Knotts, I've forgotten myself" She looked at Crystal again "..I'm, going to have a look at that door. End of the village, isn't it?"
Rue paused and bit her lip. "Maybe. Right now it's the only ghost of a lead we have."
Descartes said
"Hm?" the barmaid turned to Rue. "I was born here." she said. If it was any indicator, she did actually look quite pale, even when compared to her father- as if she had never seen real sunlight. "Yep. Daddy came here and was one o' them adventuring types. But then he had me and had to settle down here. I take it you guys ain't from 'round these parts?"
Rue was somewhat taken aback, to be down in the dungeon so long and still survive. Her mother once told her that even Hell must have oases, but she never quite understood the meaning until now.

"We are not. Myself, James and Gabriel are from the surface. I assume Lily and Morthos and the Stralhist are as well." She continued. "We're on something of a mission, that takes us to the lowest depths of this dungeon. And..." She paused, this was something she was taught to never say in front of a client. "I'm at a loss. I have no idea how to get further down, that doesn't involve a shovels and picks."
duskshine749 said
"Well you can count me in on that adventure," Morthos said as he entered the tavern with the group. "Bottom of this place? Terrible monster? Sounds like an incredible opportunity to learn so many things." Morthos had already learned a great deal just from the distance he traveled from the surface to where he was now. He was just waiting for a group he could join so he could travel further with them and not fear for his life. Looking around he noticed everyone else had left the tavern after the fight, "do you always clear out places like this? Or is this a rare occurrence?"
"Rare in that the people were in any condition to simply, walk off." Rue replied, she gave a sidelong glance at Crystal. "Crystal, how long have you..lived here?" She said, trying not to bring up the Chef still lying unconscious outside.
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