Role

Chapter 1

"Here I am again on patrol duty as punishment. If they only knew I actually
enjoyed patrol instead of that pointless magics class," said Viqu.

"Sister, if you're so hard set on throwing away your future, please do so in
a way where I can finally advance and not live in your shadow. Mother puts
up with you because you are the most skilled fighter among us, maybe even
more than the Weaponmaster," said Tsinador.

"The only waste is how much time I've spent with that bore of an Archmage.
HA! What a joke that old fool is. What good is speaking those incantations
when it takes me so little time to sneak a dagger into your throat? The old
fool didn't have an answer for that one, did he!" proclaimed Viqu in triumph.

"Yes, sister, he did. It's called patrol duty," reminded Tsinador.

The two warrioresses moved slowly through the Underdark with not a sound
in deep, dark shadow. Their eyes were so well trained for low light that they
could spot a hook horror from a hundred yards. They soon came upon a large
cracked opening at the far end of the tunnel and a small bed of mushrooms
collecting around the gap. A small current of air could be felt leaving the
crack and one or two motes of mushroom spore hanging in the air.

"Odd, Tsinador do you remember this crack being here last week when we were
on patrol?" Questioned Viqu to her sister.

"Let's see, last week, ah yes! Caught the Archmagi's robes on fire when you
threw a single spark from your flintstone and dagger pretending to sharpen
it? Hmm, mushroom crack in the wall must have skipped my mind," said
Tsinador with smirk.

"What do you think is in that direction? Too far for the deep gnomes to be
mining in our territory. Too far for the hook horrors to be nesting. And
the mushrooms. Let's see," said Viqu as she began to pace and gain her
bearings. "This is in the same direction as the abandoned mines," Viqu
proffered to her sister.

"Yes, you may be right," agreed Tsinador, "but do not think for one instance
that you're going to - " but before Tsinador could protest, Viqu was through
the gap and gone. "You bitch! Don't leave me here!" Shouted Tsinador and she
knew it was already too late for her to do anything about her hard headed
sister. Viqu had the heart for adventure with a physicality to match the
foolhardy spirit. "I'm sure she will be okay," Tsinador thought to herself as
she returned to report their findings in Teth Azeleth.