The Hound moves forward past the statue. Keeping just around the corner trying to look further down the hallway with his musket ready.
Casting dancing lights, Lirotha takes a chance to light the area of the statue fully and checks for the tracks in the dust.
Valrani has a quick look over the other scrolls
"Can anyone use this breastplate?"
Oren shakes her head in the negative to Valrani's question. She moves to the statue. "If the trail ends here, common sense is that there must be a hidden passage or something."
Leaving some of the bobbing lights around the statue, she take a couple with her as Lirotha approaches the next hall.
"I wonder if this place can get any tackier?"
"Most of these are priestly prayers. I can use this one..." she holds up the scroll of inflict light wounds " but the others are prayers I'd not be able to make."
She helps try to follow the tracks.
Rocco picks up the charm off of the body. "Did you ladies notice anything magical about this?" Either way, he takes the charm and shoves it in his pocket.
He looks on as the others poke and prod around the statue. After a while, he looks down at the corpse again, realizing this guy had probably been trying to get through the passage as well, if there was one. "Hey," he calls, "Maybe this guy can tell us something about it?" He kneels down and, laying hands on the man's chest and forehead, casts a spell to call upon the man's spirit to speak once more before it goes into the afterlife for good.
Morricone will aid with the perception roll. So the final result should be 29.
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Even with Morricone's help the party can't find anything near the statue.
Once sure the charm isn't magical at all Rocco casts a spell on the deceased corpse hoping for it to shed some light on its own condition...
And the head immediately starts to to mumble strange words with no meaning you can understand. Then, slowly the words coalesce into phrases that make sense...
"Nooo... NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Stop them! STOP! The bites! They hurt! They HURT! Blessed Asmodeus! Save me! Don't le t them eat meeeeee! NOOOOOoooo..."
Through incessant sobbing the dead Asmodean relates his sad story. It was a man named Carlo Ganverite, and a member of the Asmodean redactors Thrune invited to the Fantasmagorium to check out and eliminate the dangerous knowledge Sacred Order of Archivists had hidden there, especially concerning Kintargo before Thrune's victory during the civil war. Never a man of high moral standard, while passing through the Insect Zoo Ganverite noticed something shiny emerging from the terrarium. He tried to open it to get what he believed was a golden amulet of some sorts but as soon as he grasped it Ganverite also felt something biting his hand! To his horror hundreds of tiny spiders come out of the sand quickly covering him in bite marks. He tried to run away screaming but immediately started to feel woobly and collapsed a few paces away from the terrarium. The corpse last memory is about a tall woman bearing a black glaive and leading a huge hell hound ordering the other Asmodeans to leave him where he was as a reminder to the other Asmodeans to leave the contents of the museum’s rooms untouched and to let the scarlet spiders be as bonus guardians
After hearing the corpse's story, Lirotha nods and looks at Rocco.
Lirotha will ask to see the charm Rocco picked up and she will attempt to see if it fits somewhere on the statue, or see if it can be draped around the statue's neck normally.
"Anyone picking up anything? I'm drawing a blank. Secret door maybe? Or head back and try the other door and secure the rest of the facility?"
Morricone ponders for a moment, then another one.
"Hmm, well there seems to be some commotion. Maybe we can hide and wait for the next one to gain access!"
"Well, there are other doors we have yet to explore. Maybe this mystery will solve itself.." she says hopefully.
"Let's try the rest of this place. My mutagen is starting to wear off, and there's still the great majority we haven't explored yet...."
Giving the charm back to the halfling, Lirotha will lead the others further down the hall, to see the next area of the place. Her multiple dancing lights will lead the way.
"Let's finish checking this first floor my pretties. Once that's finished we can come back here if we need to do."
The Hound patrols down the corridor as well, keeping alert.
"Checking off the first floor sounds like a good plan to me," Rocco confirms. "C'mon K, we got some more exploring to do."
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Wax replicas of various politicians, folk heroes, deities, and creatures fill this room, some laughably fake and others eerily lifelike. One in particular stands out—a depiction of a man dressed in bloodstained professor’s robes. This figure wields a bloody surgeon’s knife in one hand, but its face has been melted away into an unrecognizable waxen mess save for a single glaring eye. It's apaprent this used to be the Fantasmagorium's Wax Gallery...
While looking around Lirotha doesn't seem to notice anything out of the ordinary...
If Morricone is allowed to roll.
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"How eerie." The Hound mutters under his breath.
"Spread out my pretties! Check for any signs of hidden things or people. We need to get out of here sooner than later!"
Valrani slips around the edge of the room, alternating between checking with her normal vision and detecting for magic and then looking for tracks.
"This place creeps me out. Why would you even melt that guys face?"
Know. Local
Oren moves to the front of the group, nodding at what she recognized about the statue. She and Morricone knew about the same, it seemed. She looked closely at the statue.
Perception
Using her starknife, Lirotha will move up to the statue and attempt to remove the eye.
"This seems a little odd."
Smirking, Lirotha knows Rocco likes pretty things...
"Hey Half-pint!"
After her harsh whisper, she then tosses the gem to the halfling once he turns her way.
"What do you think of that? Is it worth something for the cause?"
Morricone shrugs."Every little bit helps!"
Looking into the dark room Morricone sighs. With a slight shrug he asks Oren to lead on.
Oren presses ahead when the others were prepared.
Perception
Rocco catches the game and takes a closer look at it.
The Hound follows Oren to back her up.
Taking the moment to recast her Dancing Lights spell, Lirotha sends half of them part-way down the hallway to illuminate it for Oren and the hound.
She then moves toward the smaller hallway with the others, the remaining light swirling nearby her.
Oren presses forward.
Perception
Valrani looks at the odd hall as she goes down it.
"Why do I think when ever anything here says "truth" it is more likely fiction."
Rocco gives a short, dry laugh. "Val, you're in Cheliax remember? Truth is what the government allows to be, not what actually is. Maybe this place was meant to be a kind of parody on that." Rocco and Kurglunn move along beside Valrani as the halfling waxes philosophical for a moment, each of them keeping an eye out for any more threats.