Brie stalked after the creature, hidden from sight and quietly letting the mouse play its game of hide and seek.  Brie kept a patient eye and close but not too close distance on his fleeting trail.  She always had him in the corner of her eyesight as she moved.
Her stepped barely noticeable as she would often look over her shoulder to whomever may try to sneak upon her or attempt to break her stride.  She fingered the hilt of the daggers gleefully anticipating the right time to attack this thing.

Irritated that a Catfolk escaped dying at his hands, Rolf draws blade and savagely makes sure the Carfolk's dead.  He then moves to help Lucy out, adding, "Good work, that, but the next one's mine.". Lucy has her reasons for hating the Catfolk, but then so did he.

"I'll to with you." Diana said to Luthien.

She cleaned her blade of any blood and gore, and was ready to go.
"Anytime you are ready." She said.

"Aye." Lucy said, in pain.  It wasn't so much from the bites and cuts, but from the badly bruised ribs.  They kind of made things a bitch to breath.

"I'll tell you what.  Whoever gets there first, gets the prize." She said with a twinkle in her eyes.

"Besides, I owed that one.  Ran into that Leopard bitch a couple months ago.  We had an ... encounter.  Told her if I ever saw her again, I'd kill her.  So, take whatever bounty you like off that worthless furrball.  Hell, skin her for all I care.  I got what I wanted." She said with a  painful grin.

Throw down your weapons Now... Justin demands. If the Dark Elf complies he follows that with Thee are going to be bound and questioned. If Thee attempt to deceive or mislead us in any way, Thy actions will be revealed anst Thee willst be chastised accordingly. He glances at the Elves ooc Kree Ivy and Myranda to undertake this process.

Myranda tends Lucys wounds then her own. Once completed she crosses to Join Luthin Come along the longer we delay the more further the Illithid gets from us.

  Kree's eyes   do not leave Isra. She  looks up once or twice, but always returns her gaze to the Fllor. the  two women look at her and at Kree, as if  trying to figure out what the 9 hells is going on.

  Ivy is making his way opver ot  Justin as he searches   and...'makes certain'..the  dead will stay that way.

Once the Dark Elf is disarmed and bound Justin sits them on a chair crosses to Kree and quietly suggests they may be able to learn where specifically the Princess is being held. He then moves across to Isra, Mistress Istra, One be puzzled by such a greetings ast Thee were afforded. Such doth call into question Thy Person anst associations; wouldst Thee be counterfitting Thy true Person from Us.
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"Everyone coming with me, let's go!"

And Luthien leads the way through the door. He's got an illithid to smite!

  Kree turns to Ivy and Points to the Door with Luthien..Go with them, they may need another archer...


 Ivy Nods  and says to the Dark elf,I shall return, sweetie....

 The DArk elf laughs,That is not a certainty

   Isra Looks  at Justin and Kree the  other two women stand still...I...I am sorry..I am the Princess you seek.....


 Kree  nods,,....and you failed to tell us this...why?

 I promised  My hand maidens  i would  save them....if i had  told you earlier, i was afraid you would return me straightway...and My  handmaidens would,be lost...

 Looking to Justin, then back to  Isra, he says,That would be true of  most Imperial Units.....But  we are not an Imperial Unit...we  are the Crimson Arrows....and hunting and killing slavers is always part of any mission we take....If you would mentioned these  ladies, we would have  come here  anyway....Let us Hope...this is the  last time, that you are lest-the-honest with us...Hmmmm?

Myranda bristles at the Princesses deception. Well that's a fine surprise Missy Isra; are these three Ladies all that we need to find? If so Perhaps we shouldn't hang about. That Illithian will be reaching his associates and coming after us.

Having made sure the Catfolk's dead, he has little interest in much anything else.  The snaked-mouthed creature means nothing to him, so he let's others chase as they will, he sees no point to it, especially now that they've apparently succeeded in rescuing the princess.  He's not pleased with Isra any more than the others.

"Good thing Kree got to kill some slavers or he'd probably put down your handmaidens to show his appreciation for your.... surprise.". Rolf looks at her sternly, though not so sternly to convince Isra that he has similar thoughts.  "You have proved yourself false, look not for trust from me again."

In reply to Rolf Liefsen (msg # 75):

Justin is slightly taken aback by the outlanders comment about values; prompting him to gaze at the fellow for a short time; an expression of Incredulity obvious on his face.
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Luthien scours the rest of the area, looking for an Illithid that needs a good rending asunder from his sword.

Killing that abomination is a much higher priority then princesses who...color the truth.

Crossing to the door as Luthien rushes from the room into She pauses at the door Whats the rush handsome do you think you can catch up to that Illithid, slowed by your heavy armour and without a horse

 the Passage winds upwards in a long Spiral. The Creature   is in pain, the brief look Luthian  and the others can see from fleeting glances  as they round  one bend, and it rounds the other...

 In between them and the creatrue... something else  chases.

  The creature is about  50 yards  ahead of Luthien and the others with him....

 Pointing to the  women he says,..go to the Dead, take  weapons you are able to use. Isra? I needs know, what Mission you were on, before you were captured.

 What make s you think I.....

  Do not think to light  one  fire, after another has been burnt out. Most Princesses are not used  to convey messages....

Sir Luthien cares not for the practicality of chasing the creature. He knows only evil must be vanquished, and the hunt for it is up.

"Your end is nigh..."

The other reason he wanted to hurry is to keep his mirror images up by the time he got there. So it looks like an entire crusade of Luthiens is arriving.

Brie has a good footing and less distance between herself and the creature versus the group that had splintered and left from the room trailing behind her.

She took notice of the creature ahead of her and how he seemed to be in some type of pain.  While she wanted to stop and ask it what was wrong, it was not what was right.  Obviously, these behind her coming in quickly were after it for a reason.

If he and his band of men were chasing it, it had to be a logical reason.  One she would not question, thus, she'd do her part in ending it's mortal life.

Quickly sheathing her daggers into the side pouches, she equipped her bow and as she came to a bit of a slower pace, targeted the creature down the shaft of the arrow.

She slowly became visible again to the group behind her as she made the adjustments to behead the beast.

Luthien continues tirelessly running after the creature. As much as he could wish for a steed, his mount has not yet been sent to him, so Tra must not think he needs one yet. Therefore he and all his images go charging after the illithid, a crusade of righteousness that's all trampling armor and shining swords...

Diana was right behind Luthien chasing down the creature.  She had her blade out and ready for when they did catch up to the thing.

Seeing the two rashly dashing away in pursuit of the Illithid thus splitting the group in a hostile environment. Myranda crossed to the table perched on one corner watching and listening to the exchange between her cousin and the Princess

 it had  Been a few Minutes into the Chase. The Creature was pushing hard,trying to get away.   the Top of the "wind"..the   tunnel flattened out into a corridor..at the far end ( about 50 more yards ) were two LArge Iron doors... The Creature  was  about 20 yards  from the Door, when , what appeared to be, a Half elven..or perhaps  pureblood elf woman, appeared Drawing back her  arrow and letting the shaft Fly. The arrow slammed into the   Creature's Left thigh, It screamed a horrible , Bumbling scream as it turned to look over its  shoulder.

 Just as the Arrow was released Diana...Luthiens's images, Luthian, and finally a hard charging Ivy came  around the corner to see the woman's shaft hit the thing.

  Isra Nodded to Kree and Moved to see what weapons she  could find, the two women closer to them did as well, one with a slight curtsy to Kree.

 The Halfdressed  woman that the gnome was about to take away snapped,..who are you to order a Princess of the Blood around? Princess Isra!..You should  HAve his head  for this!...He  treats  you liks a  slave....

 At that last word, Kree crossed the remaining steps to here, slapped her hard across the face, she stumbled and fell backwords her eyes wide, Isra and the others turned to watch....

 NEVER....NEVER...make the claim, that an Arrow resembles a slaver, in any shape or form.... Had it not been for Us, you would be enjoying the gentle careesses of that!...  he points to the dead gnome.

  he reaches down and Picks her up..she seems less sure of herself, and More then a little shaken.The elf's voice is a bit calmer  as he adds,..the TAsk we were sent to do, because  the Imperial forces  cannot be trusted...is done...we have  the Princess and will return her....you should be grateful you are coming along in the bargin. But you cannot simply run behind us...you needs carry weapons that you can use. lest we fall and you are on your own. We did not come here , only to see freed people fall into the hands of the enemy..

 Isra  speaks up, Captain Quickshadow is right Neri. find weaposn, and get a shirt or something to cover yourself...

  Neri stood  and Moved to one of the Humans to see if she  could wear his shirt, CAptain?

 Kree frowned at Isra, then nodded slightly to Neri,I was once  a Captain of the Guard, in the palace. My people's  representative, if you will. I left when i became sickened by the  boot licking and position buying that went on....I am a leader of a BAnd of Arrows..That, to me..is  a far more important standing.

 he looked around Justin , Rolf? let us  get together, and   head up that passage, incase our friends need help, if  we meet them we will return here and escape  the way we came in.

Sir Luthien continued charging forward. Hopefully the arrow that shot it would slow it down enough for him and his images to enter melee range. That was all he really needed...and wanted. He could trust to Tra from there to make sure his blade struck true.

Then again...even he couldn't charge there in one round, and he had a special arrow for just this sort of situation...as he charged, he put his sword and shield away, and drew his bow.

The special Fang of Tra arrow he had...well, he was no elf. He'd never be that good of a shot. But this arrow was blessed by his goddess. Continuing to close, he let that arrow fly straight for the illithid. It certainly deserved it.