Still keeping watch, Percival glances at Max. "Pablo ran off down a tunnel, and seems to have found conflict," he says with a sigh, "and Harmon agreed to go help him while I watched over the rest of you, since most of you fell into some sort of stupor. You lot were defenseless in the moment, and it would have been irresponsible to abandon you, though now that most of you seem to have your wits about you we should really consider moving to help Pablo and Harmon."
"I was considering that, but whatever is attacking our compatriots is our primary concern," Percival says as he gathers the group and -- together -- leads them towards the sounds of conflict.
OOC:
Am I correct that everyone in my part of the group is awake now?
"Keep watch, won't you Max? I'll see if I can rouse Gregory," Percival says, setting down his birdcage and holstering his pistol as he retrives his field medical kit from his ruck and gets the salts.
Once Gregory begins to wake, Percival will methodically repack his kit and shoulder his ruck before picking up the cage with his off hand and drawing his pistol, ready to move as soon as Gregory is fully coherant.
Serpent 70
Pablo 55
Max 50
Percival 40
Harmon 25
Gregory 30
[ +- ] Harmon and Pablo
The serpent creature composes itself and hisses something in a strange language, as a glowing doorlike structure forms on the stone of the wall beside it.
OOC:
Can I have Mythos, Spot Hidden and Listen rolls from the two of you