The Leviathan Arrives (Two Blades..cont)

[Saemon Havarian]

Saemon run, hoping "his group" would give him a hand, since he had no weapon except the knife handle and the iron pan, but he couldn't see any trace of them. He cursed again run along the dark corridor and jumped into something he thought to be a niche in the wall. Unfortunately it was a stair downwards and he stepped wide into empty air before he recognized his mistake. With a shriiek he fell down and landed somewhere in the darkness on his back. The hit on the ground took his breath, but than he listened to the yellings of his hunters and heared that they disappeared. With a sigh, he got up in the dark and tried to figure out where he was. He never had known that this was a stairway. Saemon decided to come back later and have a closer look, but now he climbed upstairs again, where the crowd had left.

[Vilik]

Vilik watched as Saemon dodged and weaved his pursuers doing his best not to laugh at his prediciment. He remarked to Idrial with out looking back at her, "Hmmm, you blame him? He is no more than a fool that had the folly of being rescued by Thorongil. He's the one that was hell bent on comming here." When he heard her comment about the hole he turned around to examine, "Indeed there is, lucky you spotted it..." he glanced back in the direction of Saemon and the mob and was astonished to see they had all disappeared. He turned to Idrail with a questioning look, which quickly turned concern as he saw the smear of blood on the side of her face. "Are you ok?!"

[Saemon Havarian]

"Thank you for asking" it sounded from aside and Saemon stepped near, looking grimmly at Vilik. "Thought you were gone. Where were you?"

[Vilik]

He glanced over to Saemon, whom he didn't realize had come back. "It seemed you had it under control.."

[Idrial]

Idrial sighed with relief as the crowd disappeared down one of the many long tunnels. She then caught Vilik's concerned look, and suddenly realized he was glancing toward her new wound. "Yeah," she murmured, "I'm fine." She attempted to rise from her sitting position, but the result was such a dizzy feeling that she had to kneel back down again. She attempted to disguise this, however, by looking glanced toward Saemon, who was just ow returning. Her fingers went to her temple, but she composed herself. "Now what" Idrial asked through gritted teeth as she dealt with the pain in her own way.

[Saemon Havarian]

Saemon looked at her. "I found something new downstairs, when I hided before the crowd. Maybe if we have a look and make something up, they will be distracted even more."

[Envin]

Aragorn walked down the hallway dead ahead of he and Ashuron, while the good Elf took a side passage that, as luck would have it, led to a stairway which opened overlooking the large room on a balcony that encircled it like some fashion of an atrium. He kept his head low behind the railing, while Aragorn strode up to the doors, one of which hung open. He kicked wide the other and leapt inside.

[Vilik]

Vilik eyed the wound, which seemed like a nasty one, but, since she seemed determined to ignore it, he let it go. He heard Saemon's comment and thought for a second. "I'm more inclined to sit right where I am. If Thorongil and his Elf friend want to go sneaking around this fortress, thats their choice. I on the other hand have no such death wish. I've stuck my neck out quite enough for them already." Glancing back to Idrial he didnt' think she would argue. She could have some time to rest from the wound without losing face, as it seemed to him she was intent on appearing quite tuff. Turning back to Saemon he smirked, "Of course, Saemon, if you haven't had enough of being chased by large angry men, feel free to take a tour of the whole joint."

[Idrial]

Idrial inhaled sharply as she sat back and leaned against the wall. She listened to the exchange between the two men, quite inclined to agree with the statements of them having risked themselves enough for the benefit of the man and elf. Idrial threw a grateful glance in Vilik's direction, and pulled her knees to her, resting her chin upon them. She pressed one hand to her wound, willing the dizziness to go away. "Why...why are we even risking our lives for them at all?" She asked between breaths.

[Vilik]

Vilik raised his brow at her question, "Thats the golden question,....why? I came for the money..." He pulled out the pouch of gold coins he'd lifted off Marcus and laid one down in front of Idrial. "These two are well funded. And take notice of the markings on that coin, new mint from Gondor, and all of them the same. Those two are hiding something. They must have some connection in Gondor, perhaps they work for the King, which, makes me trust them even less..." He saw Saemon eyeing his pouch of coins and promptly put them away, giving the man a look as to say 'don't even think about it.' He then looked back at Idrial, "And you. What is between you and Thorongil, I've caught you giving him that scornful look on more than one occasion. If you hate him so, why do you follow?"

[Idrial]

Idrial glanced up sharply, immediatly regretting the action as a sharp pain screamed through her head. She squeezed her eyes shut and pressed her hand once more to the wound, wishing she had that rag to press against it. "I..." How could she put this? Was she ready to give up her real reason for coming along. "I follow him because..." She decided against it. Maybe if Saegon was not here she would say, but she did not know how far she could trust the fellow. A moan escaped her lips as she adjusted her hand, but she tried to disguise it with a cough...her brown eyes glancing toward Saeron. If he was so familiar with the place, he should have warned her of the hole.

[Saemon Havarian]

"How did that happen?" asked Saemon and pointed to her head. "Your bleeding. I get chased and you get wounded? Very smart." He looked at Vilik. "You're here for money? To get it or because you owe it to this Thorongil guy, like me? Well, if you guys want to stay here and wait for the rats chewing at your feet, do so. I guess its much better to look whats down there. Maybe there is something worthfull ... like Gold? If you want, stay here, I try my luck and risk an eye."

[Vilik]

Vilik sat watching her, waiting to hear the rest of what she began to say before realizing she didn't intend to finish it. She seemed as if she could pass out at a moments notice from the loss of blood. He pulled an old bandana from his pocket, "You know, even the slightest head wound seems to want to bleed forever. He shook the piece of cloth to remove any dirt and lifted it towards her head, "Bend you head down for a second."

[Vilik]

Vilik caught Saemon's comment. "Good idea. Head down there and scope it out then come back and tell us what you find."

[Idrial]

Idrial looked at him warily as he spoke, not fully sure if she trusted him either. But then, she supposed she had to. Biting her lip, she removed a shaky hand from the wound and leaned hesitantly toward him. As she did so, she thought to reply to Saemon. "Go...then if you want to." She said. "But I doubt you will find any gold in...this place." She flinched as Vilik moved toward her, but she said nothing.