war of the spider queen 1 dissolution-第57部分

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〃Really？　And　their　palace　gives　off　such　a　salubrious　air！　Ah；　well；　lead　on。　
Ryld　did　as　his　friend　had　asked。　Beyond　the　threshold　was　the　clausnottrophobic　nightmare　he　remembered。　Kobolds；　goblins；　ores；　gnolls；　bugnotbears；　hobgoblins；　and　a　sprinkling　of　less　mon　creatures　squeezed　into　every　available　space。　Some；　the　warrior　knew；　were　runaway　slaves。　Others　had　entered　the　service　of　Menzoberranyr　travelers　who　picked　them　up　in　far　corners　of　the　world；　took　them　back　to　the　city；　and　disnotmissed　them　without　any　means　of　making　their　way　home。　The　rest　were　descendants　of　unfortunate　souls　in　the　first　two　categories。
Wherever　they　came　from；　the　paupers　were　trapped　in　the　Braeryn；　begging；　stealing；　scavenging；　preying　on　one　another…often　in　the　most　literal　sense…and　hiring　on　for　any　dangerous；　filthy　job　anyone　cared　to　give　them。　It　was　the　only　way　they　could　survive。
This　particular　lot　had　likewise　learned　to　live　packed　into　the　mon　space　without　the　slightest　vestige　of　privacy。　Undercreatures　babbled；　cooked；　ate；　drank；　tended　a　still；　brawled；　twitched　and　moaned　in　the　throes　of　sickness；　shook　and　cuffed　their　shrieking　infants；　threw　dice；　fornicated；　relieved　themselves；　and；　amazingly；　slept；　all　in　plain　view　of　anyone　with　the　ill　luck　to　look　in　their　direction。
As　Ryld　had　expected；　within　moments　of　their　entrance；　a　pair　of　toughs…in　this　instance　bugbears…slouched　forward　to　accost　them。　With　their　coarse；　shaggy　manes　and　square；　prominent　jaws；　bugbears　were　the　largest　and　strongest　of　the　goblin　peoples；　towering　over　the　rest…and　dark　elves；　too；　for　that　matter。　This　pair　was；　by　the　standards　of　their　destitute　household；　relatively　well…fed　and　adequately　dressed。　They　likely　bullied　tribute　out　of　the　rest。
〃You　don't　live　here；〃　rumbled　the　taller　of　the　two。
He　wore　what　appeared　to　be　a　severed　goblin　hand　strung　around　his　burly　neck。　Drow　occasionally　affected　similar　ornaments；　usually　menotmentos　of　hated　enemies；　but　they　sent　them　to　a　taxidermist　first。　It　was　too　bad　the　bugbear　hadn't　done　the　same。　It　would　have　prevented　the　rot　and　the　carrion　smell。
〃No；〃　Ryld　said；　tossing　the　bugbear　a　shaved　coin；　paying　the　toll　to　pass　in　and　out　of　the　house。　〃We　came　to　see　Smylla　Nathos。〃
The　hulking　goblinoids　just　looked　at　him；　as　did　several　others　creanottures。　A　scaly；　naked　little　kobold　tittered　crazily。
Something　was　wrong；　and　the　Master　of　Melee…Magthere　didn't　know　what。　He　felt　a　sudden　tension　and　exhaled　it　away。　Looking　nervous　was　a　bad　idea。
〃Isn't　this　Smylla's　house？〃　he　asked。
The　shorter　bugbear；　who　still　loomed　nearly　as　huge　as　an　ogre；　laughed　and　said；　〃No；　not　no　more；　but　she　still　live　here　。　。　。　kind　of。〃
〃Can　we　see　her？〃　said　Ryld。
〃What　for？〃　asked　the　bugbear　with　the　severed　goblin　hand。
The　weapons　master　hesitated。　He'd　intended　to　say　that　he　and　Pharaun　wished　to　consult　Smylla　in　her　professional　capacity　as　a　trader　in　information。　It　was　essentially　the　truth；　though　that　didn't　matter。　What　did　was　that　he　hadn't　expected　it　to　provoke　a　hostile　response。
Pharaun　stepped　up　beside　him。
〃Smylla　sold　our　sister　Iggra　the　secret　of　how　to　break　into　a　merchant's　strong　room；〃　the　wizard　said　in　a　creditably　surly　Orcish　rasp。　〃How　to　get　around　all　the　traps。　。　。　。　Only　she　left　one　out；　see？　It　squirted　acid　on　Sis　and　burned　her　to　death。　Slow。　Almost　got　us　too。　It's　Smylla's　fault；　and　we　e　to　'talk'　to　her　about　it。〃
The　smaller　bugbear　nodded。　〃You　ain't　the　only　ones　wantin'　that　kind　of　talk。　Us；　too；　but　we　can't　get　at　the　bitch。〃
Pharaun　cocked　his　head。　〃How　e？〃　
〃A　couple　tendays　ago；〃　said　the　bugbear　with　the　severed　hand　necklace；　〃we　decided　we　was　tired　of　her　bossing　us　and　her　lamps　hurting　our　eyes。　We　jumped　her；　hit　her；　but　she　chucked　one　of　those　stones　that　makes　a　flash　of　light。　It　blinded　us；　and　she　run　up　to　her　room。〃　He　nodded　toward　the　head　of　a　twisting　staircase。　〃We　can't　get　through　the　door。　She　locked　it　with　magic　or　somethin'。〃
Pharaun　snorted。　〃Ain't　no　door　my　brother　and　me　can't　bust　through。〃
The　bugbears　exchanged　glances。　The　smaller　one；　who；　Ryld　noticed；　was　missing　several　of　his　lower　teeth；　shrugged。
〃You　can　try；〃　the　larger　one　said。　〃Only；　Smylla　belongs　to　us；　too。　Hit　her；　bleed　her；　slice　off　a　piece　of　her　and　eat　it；　but　you　can't　keep　her　all　to　yourself。〃
〃It's　a　deal；〃　Pharaun　said。
〃e　on；　then。〃
The　bugbears　led　them　through　the　crowded　room　and　onto　the　stairs；　where　they　still　had　to　pick　their　way　through　lounging　paupers。　Partway　up；　the　brute　wearing　the　decaying　hand　put　it　in　his　mouth　and　began　slurping　and　sucking　on　it。
At　the　top　of　the　steps　were　a　small　landing　and　a　limestone　door　with　a　rounded　top。　Two　sentries；　an　ore　and　a　canine…faced　gnoll　with　sores　on　his　muzzle；　sat　on　the　floor　looking　bored。
The　disguised　teachers　made　a　show　of　examining　the　door。
〃Can　you　knock　it　down？〃　Pharaun　whispered。
〃When　the　bugbears　couldn't？　Don't　count　on　it。　Can　you　open　it　with　magic？〃
〃Probably。　It's　magically　sealed；　so　a　counter　spell　should　suffice；　but　I　don't　want　our　f