Carpy DM runs Serpent's Skull!
Game Master Wellard

"No, you won't. You will stay behind Caithan as he acends. Me and Setebo will take this stair. Call out if you find something on the way up. If the stairs don't connect up there we will all decend and here then move up one stair as a group. Is that understood?"

Natalyah looks at Setebo. "Keep your eyes and ears open", she says and starts to acend the rightmost staircase with a blade in either hand.

"Sounds like a plan. I'll back up you and Setebo."

Atzi gives a small smile to Natalyah before standing rigid and giving her a mock salute. "Yes milady blade, come Quetza we are on a mission with Caithan." Whether her humor was taking well by Natalyah or not didn't matter to Atzi, the beautiful elf was far too serious and the abominations in this place would all burn eventually~

Following Caithan up the western stairs :)

looks like OLOB has gone island crazy. Setebo is still on the bridge. But I am flexible.

Quickly sliding down and recoiling the rope Setebo passes through the bloody doors and joins Natalyah at the western stair. Scimitar and shield at the ready.

"Mpvvzxz" Setebo fails to stifle a laugh behind a hairy paw.

"Let's just be done with this bloody place before the ocean comes back. I've had enough of swimming for my life this year." Caithan grumbles as he makes sure the torch is secure to the dog who pads in front nervously snoriting the ground as Caithan grips his big sword in two hands to fend off unseen horrors.

Amisi trails behind Natalyah and Setebo..

Western group

Eastern Group.

Western group

Western

Western

Helga nods and follows, an arrow notched to her bow.

Stealth: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (8) + 7 = 15

Anyone know what's happened to Setebo?

Western group

You open the double doors and find yourself on the bridge just as the other group comes up the stairs behind you.

Natalyah's eyes darken and her jaw clench as she sees her companions trying to open the door and venture further. She is barely able to restrain herself with the reminder that too much noise might very well attract unwanted attention. "Pahuk*! What do you think you're doing?!", she hisses through clenched teeth and moves through the room with purposeful steps. "Did you not hear me when I said that we should meet up at the bottom of the stairs if it turned out that the two paths lead to different rooms?!"

Atzi turns after looking out over the bridge. Seeing the angry Natalyah coming towards she rolls her eyes with a groan. Quetza merely looks between the two females and gives a disapproving hiss at being stuck in the middle, again. "Papara na wajinga elf! How are we too know if we do not open the door? I cannot read your thought and I wouldn't find anything of use in doing so." She was fed up with this facade of pleasantry and wasn't concerned with being nice in the face of such hostility.

If this was the bridge Setebo was on~

"We have circled around then, back to the beginning but higher. So how far did you go before turning back oh mwanamke wa vile?" Her native tongue rolls the honorific off like bile, as much as Natalyah had intrigued her. She also fully and trully irritated her as well. Nothing they did was enough for the push elfling.

"We where supposed to see if the stairs connected. If they didn't we where supposed to meet up and take one of the stairs as a group", Natalyah insists stubbornly. "But if you think you can manage this all by yourself then run off. We will be comming behind to collect your body when you fall down a hole or get run through by a stake!"

Is there something on the other side of the bridge?

Another set off doors stands on the other side of the bridge.

Natalyah sneaks across the bridge and examines the door for triggers or traps (Take 10 on perception for a total of 10 + 13 = 23). When she's confident that the door is safe she places her ear on the door listening for movements on the other side. If she hears nothing the ranger will carefully open the door and peek inside.

A long corridor stretches east to what appears to be a T junction.

Atzi ignores the pointed remarks as she wasn't foolish enough to fall into a pit, at least she hoped she wouldn't. Leaving it settled for now she watched Natalyah press forward and followed behind her in case the irate ranger ran into trouble. She had been trying to be conservative with her casting and hoped they wouldn't run into anything too strong.

Quetza hissed in annoyance. He was primarily annoyed by the loud voices and quarreling of these soft skinned creatures. So he focused on following his mistress, sniffing the stale unmoving air for any possible threats...

Natalyah strides carefully through the corridor up to the T junction, being wary of traps or pitfalls along the way (Take 10 on perception for a total of 10 + 13 = 23, and take 10 on stealth for a total of 10 + 9 = 19).

15 feet down the corridoe Natalyh spots the trapdoor of a large pit trap itself some 15 feet long and hinged so as to split down the center of the corridor.

Natalyah holds her hand up to halt the others. She kneels next to the trapdoor and runs her fingers round the edge. "Trap", she whispers and grabs a nearby stone and slides it to the other way of the trapdoor. "It ends there", she says and points at the stone. "We're going to have to jump it, unless one of you can disable the mechanism."

Is there a way to discern the mechanism of the pit trap without using Disable device?

Atzi looks thoughtful for a moment before speaking. "Why not set it off and cross with ropes?"

Quetza stares at Atzi, bored of being in a cave and wishing she hadn't dragged him below the earth and away from the open skies...

"Because I can't tell how much noise it will make when it triggers, or what it will attract", Natalyah says impatiently. "If you got a way to cross it with ropes you're welcomed to try."

Following behind OLOB Setebo smiles when he sees the pit. His teeth are disturbing.

"Would you mind holding this?" Setebo hands his pack and spear to Natalyah.

Tying one end of his rope to his waist he tucks two iron spikes and a hammer into his belt. He offers two more spikes to the group.

"If somone hands me another length of rope I can anchor the ropes to the wall and make a kind of bridge."

(The idea is to have 2 ropes running across the pit along one wall. You step on the lower rope and tuck yourself between the upper rope and the wall. We will need at least one anchor on this end. The iron spikes should work but I have only one hammer and it will be noisy.)

If agreed Setebo takes a running start and leaps across the pit.
acrobatics, bonus for extra movement: 1d20 + 9 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 9 + 4 = 26. That should do it.

Caithan passes another length of rope to Setebo and marvels as he manages to bound across the pit with ease. "Ha! Good show! Unfortuantely I think this might mean Rollo is a bit incapable of climbing lest one of you ladies have some better idea on how to get the poor hound across.

I have another hammer. HEll I have a full on climber's kit plus a bunch of other related stuff.

With a full climbers kit it might be possible to rig some sort of harness to pass Rollo across..otherwise you might have to leave him here.
I need a climbing check to make the harness and a handle animal to get him into it

1d20 + 10 ⇒ (20) + 10 = 30 Climb

1d20 + 9 ⇒ (3) + 9 = 12 HAndle Animal

”Kirvat, let kersimat lapsi!”, Natalyah snarls under her breath as Setebo jumps across the pit. Seeing the impossible in the situation, that everyone might not make the jump unaided she surrenders. ”If you’re going to bring down the whole cave upon us, then at least let me get to the other side.”

The half-elf ranger takes a few steps back to get a running start then leaps over the pit with a competent grace.

Take 10 on acrobatics for a total of 10 + 6 = 16

with the arrangement set up as Setebo explains it and after some minor difficulty getting Rollo into a harness you manage to cross the pit..leaving your ropes there for your eventual return.

At the T junction stairs run down to the right whilst 20' to your left there is a set of double doors.

Atzi looks at the rope harness and then looks back at Quetza. As she smiles Quetza puffs up with indignation at the very thought of being tied up and carried over like that. So instead he waddles over to the pit with his usual awkward gait until he reached the edge. Then with one powerful downstroke he easily cleared the pit and landed on the other side with a loud hiss of annoyance.

Fly Check 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 2 = 22

Atzi climbed across, quickly catching up to her waddling winged companion. He ignored her pointedly until she started scratching his scales in the place she knew he couldn't reach and after a few seconds of that he was like putty in her hands. "Psh, like you could stay mad at me~"

Climb 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8

After looking around she looked to the double doors and crooked a finger in their direction. "Those look promising~"

Unless someone has a better idea she's gonna open the doors, quietly though~ :)

Perception 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (4) + 9 = 13
Stealth 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 1 = 15

Anyone going to stop her?

Natalyah sneaks up the T junction to scout ahead. Every clank of hammer on nail as Setebo and Caithan set up the climbing rig pierces her mind with the notion of unseen enemies growing alert and drawing near. She gives the pair a few sour glances as she stands sentry at the end of the corridor. ”What are you doing?”, she hisses to Atzi as the druid tries to walk past. ”Just because that corridor was trapped doesn’t mean this one isn’t!”

The ranger slowly and carefully moves down the corridor towards the double door, checking the walls, ceiling and floor irregularities that might hold a trigger to a pittrap or other lethal contraption. Once she reaches the door she lays her ear to it (after checking it for traps) and tries to listen if she can hear anything from beyond.

Take 10 on perception for a total of 10 + 13 = 23
Take 10 on stealth for a total of 10 + 9 = 19

"Mr. Setebo I suggest we hang back and let the professionals work." Leaning against a wall and reaching for his pipe Ciathan sighs in resignation as he remembers he threw it away due to lack of anything to smoke.