ummm, yeah, i'll do my orriginal plan, now, and torch em!
kasei aims a large fireball at the nearest body, and sends it flying, with perfect aim...

Grenada and Nogare grab the remaints of Tayro's Hakiem and drag the body inside after Rose. At the sight of the burned up body, Shada shakes her head. "Now we have to clean it up, Kasei." She quickly forms a Water Elemental Burst, and uses it to wash away the ashes. The Sheikah woman then follows the rest inside, groaning at the sight of the Moreks again.

Grenada, seeing her expression, walks over. "So, exactly what are those...Moreks?"

"Gross," comes Shada's curt reply. She finally caves in and explains. "They're some of Zaboorak's favorite experiments. He took regular old puppies and infused their DNA with that of Spiny Chuchus. Even trying to figure out how he did that sickens me," her hand moves to her mouth to prove that point. "Anyways, they're always in pain, which leads them into hating everything that is not unless it shows them some sort of pity. Few people show pity to those beasts.

"And...another thing...they're invincible. That goop that's pouring out of their sides - that's real Spiny Chuchu jelly. If they're attacked, they can harden it in an instant, forming an impenetrable armor. And unlike real Spiny Chuchus, they can still move and kill you while its hardened."

Shada waits for the others to get inside so she can close the door.

wait, so no torching? DAMN! kasei walks through the door, dissapointed.

"You got one; be happy about that," Calla says curtly. She doesn't seem to like the mercenary very much.

Motioning a thanks at Grenada and Nogare, he too entered the room.
As soon as he entered, the boy attempted to close his eyes, not to watch the demonic figures ahead of him.

After Shada explained what had happened, Tayro was sorry for the poor original hounds. Being turned into that.
"That Zaboorak is demented - to do such things... He is definitly out of this world!"-the boy said in displeasure. "I can't wait for we all, with the help of the Golden Ones and Alpha, to take that Zora down!"

Left, Right, Left..

I shouldn't have left the group.. owhh
This place is like a maze, And strange enough, there arn't any hakiems around here....

God damn it..isn't there a map of this place...

In a flash a hakiem appeared before Azador's eyes...
my master wants to speak with you the hakiem said

oh does.. azador repleyed
Guide me the way then...

No one notices the fact that Azador has disappeared, leaving the group in search of an audience with Zaboorak (OOC: I'll make a topic for that soon enough, Azador). As the last of the stragglers crowd onto the platform, Shada eases the door closed.

Calla glances around. All traces of the fight are gone, washed away by Shada's Water Burst. The Rito moves to the door leading to the Hakiems' Training Room, easing it slightly open. Then she returns to the corridor and takes flight!

The two Hakiems guarding the path upstairs are shocked to see the young girl flying around with no one...escorting...her. Figuring she must have escaped, the two leap up into the air to try and grab her. Calla deftly avoids each of their grips, acting scared and flying back the way she came. With a grin, she glances back to see the Sheikah are right on her heels.

She flies straight through the open door in the training room, ensuring her capture...but also ensuring a safe path for the others. As the two Hakiems disappear into the training room as well, Shada swings the door open. "Move it! Now!"

Blank had not even had the chance to introduce himself to the the young Rito. Calla, the daughter of the departed Golden Rito... he thought, understanding fully the reason for her captivity. He watched as she sacrificed her own freedom from the Hakiems to let the group proceed, and duly noted the honorable action.

Understanding the dire consequences of straggling about with Hakiems so close to them, Blank quickly did as Shada directed the group to do; he walked to the door and stepped through. In the next room, he glanced about at what he saw. He examined the walls, the floor; everything, taking in the surroundings of the newest chamber.

OOC: Gar, I hate my small posts, but its the only real way for me to keep up.... Oh, and Alpha, Blank wasn't injured in the counterattack from his only attack, so his HP should be at 41, still, right? Unless you're deducting all the blood loss

Oh, and if this an Event, shouldn't it have an [Important] Sticky, rather than just the normal type?

OOC: Wait a second...*gasp!* You're right, Blank! DRAUG!!!

IC:
Going straight back to the corridor and into the room with the stairs, Blank sees that the area is rather sparse. There is a table in the corner to the left of the entrance, around which sit two wooden chairs. On the table itself are several baskets of fruits, and two glasses of water. You could probably snatch some of that fruit for yourself and it would never be missed.

On the other side is another table, this one covered with cards. Apparently Hakiems have a thing for poker as well.

Other than those two tables, the only thing of note in the room is the stairwell itself. Large enough for ten people to comfortably walk up side-by-side, it leads to the next floor...but are you ready to go up there?

Shada seems to think so. She grabs an apple from the fruit baskets, and charges up without further hesitation.

Using shadowmeld, Denning sneaks into the room, and looks around, his staff in hand, and a harsh look on his face.

Rose follows Shada up the stairs, grabbing an apple herself. Might as well grab one,she thinks. Who knows when the next time I'll eat is. And I don't owe these scum anything.

A lounge, thought Blank, beaming for a moment. His grin dispersed, however, when he realized that resting here would put him in the company of the enemy before too long. "You know, we must be really lucky that all the places where Hakiems should be are deserted," voiced the nomad, remembering how the Mess Hall had been empty as well. He reached for an Apple as well, but his hand stayed at his side. To put it simply, Blank just did not trust any food the Hakiems were eating. Thoughts raced through his mind about medicinal injections that boosted Sheikah features, but ultimately destroyed Hylians. It was not a serious thought, but this tribe was mysterious; too mysterious for Blank to eat their mystery foods. How he was beginning to loathe that word. Mystery!

He followed Shada up the stairs, but not before grabbing a random amount of the Hakiems cards and stuffing them in his pocket. That'll teach them; no one makes me bleed my own blood! he thought, grinning smugly at his trivial theft. Then, regaining a more serious air, the Hylian followed the Sheikah to the next level.

Raven sighs. 'Why is everyone in such a rush these days?' He takes his time to search the Hakiems that weren't turned into charcoal. He takes what he found (if anything) with him and goes to catch up with the group. As he passes the basket of fruit he snaps out his dagger and pierces an orange from the basket and continues to run up the stairs without losing speed.

Raven's search reveals a bag of fifty rupees, another Small Heart, and a jug of water.

At the top of the stairs is a dimly lit pathway, which seems to lead towards a larger room. Shada waits in this hall for the others to catch up, and slowly chews on her apple, glad to be able to eat something at last.

Reaching the top of the stairs Raven slides the orange from of his dagger only to realise that the dagger still had blood on it which now runs through the orange. Raven lets out a grisgruntled grunt and he throws the fruit down the hallway. At least I got what I found from the bodies.