Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20131228033942/@comment-12599067-20140103021840

Jack led the group through the darkness, plucking a stick and a few oily rags off the ground and turning them into a makeshift torch. He walked on through the darkness, keeping an eye out for rats and other such creatures. The occasional sound of claws clacking against stone could be heard echoing through the sewers as he led them onwards.

A strange, guttural noise could be heard in the darkness, and it echoed off the stone walls to the point where it was barely audible. Jack drew his shortsword just in case and stopped the group, listening. The noise could no longer be heard and the same clacking of claws scampering away as something in the darkness retreated from the torchlight. After a long moment of silence, he led the group onwards.

"Be on your guard. Whatever that thing was, I don't fancy going blade to blade with it. It sounded large and angry," he pointed out, trying to see past the shadows and locate the source of the noise.