Targan leaves, joining Seka and Ikkit.
Zheng's eyes dart back to the retreating party, but he has to finish what he started.
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You all see Zheng stab into the orb with a bright metal shard, the doors of the room burst open, a large Skeletal Dragon bursts in.
The metal Shard pierces through the Orb easily, the orb falls to pieces as does the dragon all in an instant. in the center of the pedestal, another metal shard. the magic from the orb and it's shards is faded almost gone and undetectable but still there.
"By the Gods!" Zheng grabs the second metal shard and sprints back to the group!
you sprint back to the group, rejoining the party... After the scene you just witnessed what do you do guys? The orb is seemingly gone, a dracolich just feel apart right in front of you.
Pull back as far as possible, while still being able to get any information we can is Targan's opinion.
Standing with her companions in the cellar, Seka listened to Targan's plan and nodded in agreement. She whispered, "They will know someone's been here when they see the orb has been destroyed and the skeletal dragon. But we must learn what their next plan is."
Zheng hyperventilates as he makes in back to the group. " We're still staying? I've taken enough risks breaking the orb, and that looks like incredibly powerful magic that was dispelled. I'm sure the dragon's creators can't be very happy about that either."
"Maybe that destroyed all the undead," Ikkit suggests with twitching nose as he backs away. "If we stay hear we'll be caught," he cautions as he shrugs his shoulders and pulls back with his companions.
Hearing Ikkit's words, Seka listened carefully and peered through the holes in the wall and there was nothing.
Still quietly, she added, "You are right, Ikkit. When Jokulmorder destroyed the orb, the Undead seemed to have disappeared. We should proceed out with caution and if it is clear, leave this place, unless you mean to search the ruins?", she looked about the group.
Ikkit keeps quiet for a second but his curiosity gets the better of him , "Might be best if we explore this place. Something or someone put that orb together."
"And we might be able to gather more information about what's going on while it's quieter. And gather some loot!" Targan grins.
Targan moves out quietly, and checks to door leading out of the room with the orb.
Seka nodded at the decision to search the ruins. As she watched Targan move forward, Seka followed behind, moving quietly and looking around for traps, threat or something noteworthy.
while Targan searches for traps Ikkit goes toward the shattered orb to see if he can still hear the voice that spoke to him earlier. "Hello," he whispers.
Zheng just stashes both shards of metal he found. " Alright, if we're going back in....." he meekly follows behind the party
Hello The voice is faint and weak but still there
There no traps to be seen anywhere, you see piles of bones and and fallen zombie corpses. but nothing else immediately
Still whispering, "How can I help you?"
Gather the pieces, bring me home. Keep the shards of the holy blade away The voice is faint and sounds desperate
"Where is home"? Ikkit asks in the same hushed voice.
North...Castle...ho.. The voice stops mid sentence suddenly out of weakness.
Ikkit hurriedly picks up the pieces of the shard and puts them in a separate bag advising his companions, "We don't want to leave this lying around." When he is done he will follow his companions out of the room.
Targan will lead the way through the door and up the stairs.
" well since we're looting....." zheng picks up the dragon bones that would seem suitable for crafting into hilts and grips.
you find no traps just more bones as you work your way up the stairs. wandering through hallway upon hallway all you find are more bones and bodies.
You come eventually come upon what you can only assume is the throne room, a broken down ancient seat in the center, shatter glass near the windows. old decrepit carpet's and cloth. old art mural's on the walls.
The room is 50 ft X 50 ft solid stone ground, no difficult terrain, Wooden rafter's overhead .
Perception checks please
Targan
Ikkit crouches low, his twitching nose raised to the air as he looks to and fro.
Seka looks around and listens inside the derelict throne room.
You notice an oddity about the floor, part of the floor around the throne is cut oddly. as if there's something underneath the floor.
You find a rusted old lever in a compartment underneath the throne
Seka crouched by the throne and peered at the floor.
"There's something odd about the floor, here," she called out quietly to her companions.
"See, there's a hidden compartment with an old, rusted lever, under the throne."
"Let me take a look."
Zheng creeps over to the lever
Targan also has a look at the lever.
Ikit also examines the lever He he doesn't see any traps he pulls it, "Watch out guys."
The lever is rusty and will require some considerable strength to pull though it seems that activating it should move the floors aside
" It's rusted so you can't just pull it Mr Claw." Zheng stretches. " let me have a go at it." he goes up to the lever and pulls hard.
Targan applies some oil to it.
Ikkit plants his fury feet and pulls the lever with Targan. His body begins to quiver with the effort but he feels the lever begin to move.
the lever begin's moving, a sound like scratching a chalkboard resonates as the lever moves. part's of the floor give way sinking and moving aside. the throne begins shifting backwards, you all move aside as it does. below a staircase old and rough, thick layers of moss and fungi grow on the walls.
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Targan will carefully check the stairs.
Targan you hear a chattering or squeaking of something, you see down the steps Five filthy rats the size of a small dog. It has a coat of coarse fur, a long and scabby tail, and two glittering eyes. They haven't noticed you yet
Down further you see a metal door it sparkles and shines silver.