The assault on Salty Pier

[Nephrite]

"I think we arrived." Moore says. He taps the stone on the cart to get it out of the way.

Stone Shape, he's basically just using it to push it off the cart so they can get out.

[Anastasia]

Done and done. The cart is floating in an icy underground lake, drifting inevitably towards the shore, where carts continue on at a slower pace. The door's dragging you towards the west now, off the cart altogether.

[Nephrite]

"...Huh, so the carts go through the lava, which probably fills up and then... hmm, I wonder if the lava itself crystalizes?" Moore says as he pulls himself up and out of the cart.

Moore continues to follow the sword -- confident that Xandra will catch up in due time.

[Anastasia]

"I hope Xandra's alright, Jetina notes as you get onto dry land, following it to the west. There's a little passage tucked into the west wall, well worn and supported by wooden timbers.

[Nephrite]

"She's made of tough stuff." Moore assures her as he flies along.

[Anastasia]

This passage leads on and deeper, the sword dragging you along. In the distance you hear rowdy singing, dozens of voices raised in song.

[Nephrite]

Moore follows, but makes an attempt to identify the song if possible!

[Anastasia]

It's in a variety of languages, but all the same bawdy song about loving and living. Ol' Betty down by the way or some such.

[Nephrite]

Moore continues along then!

[Anastasia]

The two of you follow the sound of song. Ahead is an opening into what looks to be a common room of sorts - chairs and tables, places to rest. The voices are lead in song by a burly, red haired man with a dark five o'clock shadow and wearing rich clothes of silk and velvet. He grins as he sings, leading them all along.

[Nephrite]

Is the sword tugging at the man?

[Anastasia]

Yes.

[Nephrite]

Moore will try and pull the sword back a bit so he doesn't just go flying -- hopefully it has some sort of proximity alert where it stops!

[Anastasia]

The sword is finally stopping at that, all the men here burly, beefy, muscled. Men of work, men of action. Men drinking amid verses, good and jolly cheer all about.

Jetina just looks around carefully, getting a few interested looks back.

[Nephrite]

Well, there's no point in ruining a good time, so Moore will join in the singing!

Take 10 on Perform (Oratory) for 107.