@ Kunala.. we can handwave it.
@Gin you can level to 3
Looking at the big man going down on his knees, the woman starts a pecking laughter. "Eeeh.. somne knows to b´have with a lady at least. Ha.. go and learn from him .. you little fop! All good and begone!"
little fop, can't be so bad if it's true right, and god's knows I've been called worse! Kunala, smiles and nods, but still watches carefully as they leave the junkman's establishment.
As they walk Kunala address the group in his accented lisp. "I thought that went well, don't you all agree? However I am of the opinion that Sanvil Trett is not a man who likes to be bothered, why don't we return to the cave for more technology items and then ask him about Junkmaster Garritt's large lamp when we return? However, since we all have a little money burning a hole in our pockets do we need to go to the market and pick up any Items?"
falling back beside Druneor, Kunala removes the wand from his bandoleer and shows it to the dwarf, "It's for healing. A couple of times it was the only thing that kept us alive. Do you know how to use it, just in case anything 'unforeseen' happens." smiling as he says 'unforeseen' he hands the wand to the clergyman.
Taking the wand, Aye, I can use it, and I hope there is nothing unforseen come along. As for how well that went, I am of mixed feelings.
Mouse says nothing as the group leave, rubbing his hands together: anxious to get down into the cave.
The priest will gladly give you another water breathing.
Arriving at the pond you can see you obviously marks of a few groups. Black water prevents you to see much but knowing that there is an entrance prompts you to enter the water. The water is cold, but bearable and has a strong metallic taste.
After visiting the priest Kunala leads the team down to the Blackwater pond, handing the end of the rope to each of them he tells them in his accented lisp”Gin and I have made the swim a few times, tie the rope around yourself, secure your gear and follow us, there will be a current so don’t freak out. We are swimming to a cave down that direction right over there.” He then points in the general direction of the cave. Kunala secures his own gear and moving into the water begins to swim towards the cave.
Dampness hangs in the air of this cave, condensing into heavy moisture on the slick, stone walls. The calm, dark waters wind around to the east up north, along a stony, soot-scarred beach. A five-foot-high ledge sporting several stalagmites rises to the east, beyond which a low-ceilinged cave beckons.
A dark cavern opens up here, its twenty-foot-high ceiling thick with stalactites. A rocky shore overlooks a placid pool and stream, fed by a trickle of water leaking from a narrow fissure to the north. A small garden of toadstools and dark mold grows along the banks.
A collection of crates, boxes, rubble, and scavenged metal lies heaped in the northwest section of this damp cave. Several strange chalk drawings of twisted, spiny plants, a strange three-legged creature, and emaciated four-armed humanoids mark the walls.
Once they arrive at the soot-scarred beach, Kunala unties himself and gathers up the rope and places it in his pack, removing the pistols from his water proof container. He illuminates one of the florescent sticks that Val had given them and leads the team to Sku-pags cave, as he does so he explains. ”Sku-pags is the first of these humaoids we met, they agreed to help us if we helped them fight the Gremlins whom they were at war with, so we helped them. In turn they showed us how to enter the doorway that is in their cave. Interestingly enough there is another doorway in the cave the Gremlins lived in that we may want to check out also."
The ceiling of this vast chamber rises nearly thirty feet overhead. A five-foot-wide ledge runs along the western wall, sloping down to the cave floor ten feet below. Four ramshackle huts made of what appear to be strips of metal, hides, and some sort of fibrous plant matter sit in the cave, while to the south yawns a dark pit and to the lower east a large metallic door. As you approach the lower door you can see that it is actually a illusion made by a little box ... and that the door is indeed breached.
Entering the area beyond the caves Kunala leads them through the metallic: doorways, hallways and rooms until they reached the entrance for the desert area
Carefully entering the new area. The walls, floor and ceiling of this slightly curved hallway are made of smooth dark gray metal. Panels of lighter material run along the ceiling eight feet above. To the north and south the tunnel is blocked by walls of metal junk and rubble, while open doorways yawn to the east and west
The northern wall of this otherwise empty metal room is a tangle of what look to have once been strange cages of some sort. Tangled amid the metal ribs of these cages are ribs of a more organic nature—the ancient bones of some sort of alien creature. Smaller mounds of rubble lie against the opposite wall.
Two strange machines sit to the north and south against the walls here, their faces appear similar to coils of metal tubes with several nozzle-like protrusions pointing into the room itself.
At this door Kunala stops and points to the panel, he explains in his accented lisp, This is where I learned how to use the panels”[/b] he removes a brown card, about the same size as a playing card, from his pocket and pressing it against the opening panel it opens the door. ”You just press the card against it like so, some colors open some doors, that s all we’ve figures out so far.” When you look past his all you see is desert. And a trail after a few meters leading toward the horizon. Kunala smiles and says ”Now it gets really weird.” and he leads the party out into the desert. After several hours of walking they come to a small stone wall around a canyon. This canyon ends in a blank wall as you near the blank wall you see light shining through the wall. Kunala moves closer to the walks through the blank wall into another corridor. Turning he says in his accented lisp ”Odd, right?
This metal room is brightly lit by glowing panels in the ceiling above. To the left and right, complex machines consisting of spiral tubes and nozzles twitch and hum. You can see another door on the other side.
The air in this room seems to buzz and hum with energy. Strips of glowing rectangles light the room from above, while strange flickering windows line the east and west walls. A large glasstopped circular table sits in the middle of the room. To the north sits a large metal desk covered with blinking lights, while a humming pillar of purple-and-black metal stands nearby, its sides flashing with tendrils of violet energy. A single golden panel flashes with a soft but incessant light on the side of this pillar. A thick layer of dust coats everything, diffusing the lights shining from the various surfaces, and many of the machines seem to be damaged, cracked, or otherwise ruined.
A large metal table is surrounded by odd-looking chairs in this room. To the west, what appears to be a transparent wall looks out over a strange desert valley. Four pillars support the fifteenfoot- high ceiling, while dozens of crude images of a pickaxe made of a skull and bones have been painted onto the walls with some sort of ivory pigment along with several phrases in an unrecognizable language.
Finally Kunala stops at a set of doors and explains ”this is the area where we finally found the counselor we will need to use our new partners machine in here I suppose” leading the group through the large room down the hallway into the next room into another hallway finally stopping in he points at the bed in the corner and says ”Right there is where he was sleeping, then pointing in the corner he adds ”And those were the last robots that Gin killed”
A large metal desk with blinking lights and strange glowing panels sits atop a raised area on the east side of this room near a circular table. Two couches covered with black material sit to the south a pair of black metal pillars. Splatters of dried blood stain the floor and walls near a pair of doors to the north, while here and there patches of rust-red mold and fungus cling to the southern wall. The room itself is brightly lit by glowing panels on the ceiling.
The locker room behind the desk, the door opens and shows a storage room, made of many lockers there is still a locked locker that we did not find a key for.
Bloodstains mar the floor and walls of this hallway, while scorch marks and smears of ash on the walls evidence some sort of altercation having taken place in this area relatively recently. Four tangled mounds of metal and other materials lie further up the hall, surrounded by strangely colored stains.
A long table with various unusual stones and dirt samples heaped on it sits along the southern wall of this room, while to the north a line of metal desks with glowing panels and buttons are placed next to a large humming device. The heart of this device seems to be some sort of flickering sphere of reddishbrown mud or dirt. Dust covers much of this room, save for a strangely clean swath between the doors, which leads to the strange humming device. This is where we found MR. Moss.
A row of beds sits along the southern wall of this well-lit room. Glowing screens and metal desks sit on the opposite walls, and splatters of blood adorn the floor and several of the beds. To the east, a large metal device that is the size of a large bed hums softly. As soon as you open the door two robots turn around.
As Kunala points out the bed that they found the councilman in he asks the team in his accented lisp "Any Questions before we continue into uncharted territory?"
After wandering along in awe at the unknown, Druneor finally comments.
You did not say is was so grand, as for questions, I have lots, but I am sure that we will figure it out as we go.
Gin wields his sword aloft and nods.
Kunala nods to Druneor, shrugging his shoulder he smiles and responds in his accented lisp "True, I still do not understand most of what we have seen today. I felt trying to describe it would do it an injustice, but letting you see if for yourself you will understand my inability to communicate the wonders." turning to 'Mouse' he asks "Would you make sure we capture the images of these rooms in machine we were given?" He then turns and inspects the Morthwestern doors in the medical room.
Same hardened wall with a sensor field as before, no traps.... you think
Mouse nods nervously, still in awe of the rooms and landscapes they passed on their journey here.
"C...c...c-an d...d...d... S-sure."
Kunala shoulders his shield, holding a card with a brown stripe in one hand and his pistol in the other presses the striped card against the sensor field, hoping his hunch about traps is right. As he says in his accented lisp "We'll gentlemen here we go, be ready for anything!"
Cheliandroshel looks at Mouse and sighs a bit, "Come on Mouse, it is not so bad. It is clean at least, right? It will be an exercise, just like our apprenticeship. Apply your mind so you can figure out what all of this is."
Druneor unlimbers his heavy chain.
Aye, I be ready.
Mouse nods, packing up the machine after taking pictures of a room. "Ye-yeah. Thanks, Chel."
The young wizard takes a second to cast Mage armor on himself and to pull out a wand.
Kunala attempts to open the door and look around
Kunala you do not hear anything. After opening you find you are in a corridor
another corridor, no surprise I guess Kunala steps into the corridor seeing the four doors he asks, "It wont hurt to open the doors left to right, will it." he goes to the door immediately to the left grey card in one hand, wheellock in the other, and attempts to open it.
No, it won't hurt us to much to see what is past there.
The air in this room is unusually warm and moist, with a thin,
pale vapor of mist clinging to the ceiling, causing the lighted
panels to diffuse and become muted. Condensation runs down
the walls along with a riot of unusual brown and dull green
vegetation. The moist, thick-stemmed plants and vines grow out
of long earth-filled troughs along the wall, while a tall column of
plant matter extends like a tree trunk from a circular planter in
the middle of the room to spread a network of vines acrossthe
mist-shrouded ceiling. A low humming sound fills the air.
Kunala carefully walks into the room, I wonder if the plants talk as he looks around carefully Kunala calls out "Is anyone here?"
Mouse leans in close, examining some of the vines with nervous interest before setting up the machine again.
Druneor looks around with curiosity, and then sets to helping mouse with the instrument.
Cheliandroshel moves closer to the door, waiting for people to file in.
all close to the door smell a sweet sickly odor.
Please make a DC 12 Will save.
Hmmm, I wonder what that smell is
Ugh that is a nasty smell.
After a few moments Mouse Lester feels a bit drowsy and falls asleep, lulled to sweet torpor by the smell.
Roll for iniative.
"I think this... is a pretty good p-place to take a breaaa..." The normally-anxious young wizard curls up, snuggling comfortably into the vines.
crap what have we gotten into Kunala continues looking around for any sign of threat other than the plants themselves.
What in the world, laddie, this is no time for a nap
Druneor starts to walk over to where Mouse curled up.
Cheliandroshel moves into the room and holds a hand over his nose, "Ugh...what is that smell. Mouse, interesting way to avoid a situation you don't like, but hardly appropriate." He quirks his head to the side, towards the "jungle" and narrows his eyes, "We have company coming"
Cheliandroshel pulls out a small shovel and makes some arcane gestures, waiting to trigger the spell for when he sees a group whatever is coming, together.
Emerging from the plants five small figures emerge, wielding small hammers. One is wearing a big chain with a holy symbol of brig in gold around his neck. Two start the fight by throwing strange globs of a vicious goo at the intruders to their planten home. Upon bursting they emitt an evil smell. dc 11 Fort or be neauseated for 3 rounds.
The one with the golden symbol charges Kunala.
What in the world arggg. As the contents of his stomach patter over the floor.
well, here we go again seeing the little figures emerge Kunala cannot get his shield down quick enough to prevent the one wearing the symbol of Brig from hitting him with the hammer, buckling his knee and numbing his leg. Isn't that the same god Gustav served pointing his wheel-lock at the hammer-bearer he asks, belching bile, trying not to vomit "Why are you attacking us? We have not harmed you!"
they should have tried talking stepping back bringing his pistol to bear, his shoulder screaming in pain as he points the wheel-lock at the creature that hit him and squeezes the trigger. The whirring of the wheel is heard and then there is a loud bang and a flash of fire and smoke. He then holsters the pistol and prepares to draw his hammer.
Druneor takes a few seconds to grab mouse.
Get up laddie, now is not the time to sleep
"...Just... just f-five more m...minutes..."
Mouse rolls around unhelpfully as Druneor shifts him out of the room.
@Chelia the pit appeared after he attacked kunala Ini 24 of the hammer wielder, 22 of the throwers.
Please take your turns. If you want the pit somewhere else... do so.
Druneor grips Mouse by the shoulders and drags him out of the room.
By the maker, this laddie has no weight to him.