Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20190126220742/@comment-17114085-20190202155249

"Maybe we should say something, he looks about ready to kill us." Jofrodr muttered.

Jermulgraag drew back his neck. "Lost nii hin ven, dir!" [Have it your way, die!]

Harald interrupted before the dragon shouted at them. "Dovah! Hi lost nistaad voz wah iliis!" [Dragon! You have nowhere else to hide!]

"Oo, ful hi vis tinvaak vun do dov." Jermulgraag was taken aback. [Oh, so you can speak the tongue of the dragons.]

The poisonous gas was below chest height on Skorm and he didn't seem bothered at all by it as he walked through the first floor towards the metal door. Still, he made an effort to hold his breath in and try not to breath while he was down there.

Hefnidr and Tiskr were able to avoid breathing in any of the gas as they followed after Skorm. Reeth wasn't so lucky, being shorter than the others some gas got into his nose as they moved through it.

He quickly made his way through the room and reached the door. It was unlocked, as Hef had turned the key before the trap sprang, so all they had to door was pull. The weight of the snow on the other side of the door helped the Atmorans pull them open.

With the door open a wave of fresh air rushed into the room and helped disperse some of the gas.

Skorm let out his breath after the door was open. "Looks like that did it, come on bounty hunter." He called to Agrunac.