Perigia gathers the contents of the box and draws it towards her. She holds a bar of forged dreamstone which vibrates slightly in her hands, seeking to form a shape.
As the properties of the Dreamer's regalia become clear to her, she shudders slightly as she becomes aware of the possible dangers.
Level: 8
Item Slot: Neck
Enhancement: +2 Fortitude, Reflex, and Will
Property: You and each ally within 10 squares of you gain a +2 bonus to Will against charm, fear, and illusion attacks.
Dreamstone weapon
Level: 7
Weapon: variable
Enhancement: +2 attack rolls and damage rolls
Critical: +2d6 radiant damage
The dreamstone weapon chooses the form most appropriate to the wielder. It will form itself into any type of melee weapon, but once formed, will not change again.
Property: Anyone who touches a dreamstone weapon hears whispers in Deep Speech that portend the coming of great star entities and the end of the world. When a wielder swings a dreamstone weapon, the weapon audibly gives voice to the wielder’s thoughts, which typically means murderous ideas when the wielder is engaged in battle, in the same susurrant voice but in the speaker’s native tongue.
Power (Daily): Free Action. Use this power when you attack with the weapon. Attack Will instead of the defense the attack normally targets.
Spellscarred characters using this weapon are subject to random penalties. Spellscarred and spellplagued monsters will focus attacks on characters wielding this weapon.
Non-spellscarred characters draw attention from spellscarred and spellplagued monsters which will focus attacks on them.
"I will take short sword." Snaggletooth eyes grow wide as he looks at the weapon. His hand reaches out to touch it and he looks at the others. "Unless someone else want it more?" You can tell by the look on his face that he is only being polite.
Erik smiles and waves off the offer of the sword.
"My songblade has served me well far too long to simply abandon it. I will part with it only if I find a better one of its kind. My sword and I are in perfect harmony."
Erik then snaps the flexible blade sharply to his side and sings a harmonious note along with the blade to demonstrate.
Snaggletooth touches the metal bar, and a strange voice starts to speak in a unknown language. Snaggletooth almost drops the weapon, but he holds on tight. The metal twists and slowly reforms to a short sword. Snaggletooth smiles at his new weapon. He looks up at the others. "Now I ready to take on bad guys."
"Come, Fire-Lady, nothing to do here."
Snaggletooth and Perigia
The door opens easily and you stand in a short stretch of corridor leading to a flight of well worn stone stairs. The light, as everywhere in the complex, has a blue glow to it, but doesn't afford concealment unless you are, like Snaggletooth, taking pains to avoid being seen.
Perigia/Snaggletooth
Password: "The heart bleeds and the Dreamer will wake".
Right then. Through the door in directly in front of you. Show the medallion to the statue yada, yada, yada - you know all that stuff. Walk on the eyestones through the Dreamer's rainment ... I always think that's the wrong way around. Down the stairs and say the password to get through the hanged ones. None of us want to join them, right! Over the scythes. I don't know what's behind those panels, and I don't want to. There you are, in the tomb itself. Tonight's the big night, so Volkanth will be there, preparing. Does that all sound right to you?
Perigia repeats the words
The chamber that greets Perigia's gaze is marked by open arched doors. The familiar motif of eyes with flames is strongly represented here, forming an eerie border. At the centre of the room, a pool of still water reflects the flickering, ever-present blue of the walls and strange torches.
There is no apparent change as the kobold utters the necessary phrase.
As you pass under the arch, uttering the password, a faint noise makes you look upwards. Bodies are suspended, gently twitching and twirling above you. As your foot passes over the threshold they drop forming a forest of slowly spinning horror, dead eyes gazing into yours.
With the speaking of the password however, the nooses and the bodies attached to them part to grant you passage.
An arcana check tells you that you need to speak the password on every new square. You imagine the effect of many spellscarred souls walking this room making a river of sound in within the complex.
Snaggletooth quickly looks back before entering room and yells, "say password on every square in pool room."
He then starts chanting the password in order to move with it to the next square.
"The heart bleeds and the Dreamer will wake"
"The heart bleeds and the Dreamer will wake"
"The heart bleeds and the Dreamer will wake"
He does this 15 times to get to the other door, draging Perigia with him, nodding his head to encourage her to join in. (along the perimeter)
Snaggletooth and Perigia exhale gently as the hanging bodies on their nooses part gently before them. As they leave the chamber, the gruesome hanged ones rise slowly towards the ceiling once more and the pair find themselves looking down a short corridor leading to another flight of steps.
At the bottom of the next flight of steps you see a heavy door locked with the same medallion mechanism you have seen and used throughout the complex.
The door opens to reveal a circular chamber largely consisting of a deep pit. The dim flickering blue that pervardes the complex makes it impossible to judge how deep without an additional light source.
On either side of the pit are stone platforms. To one end of each a mechanism is clearly visible. The reason for such a mechanism (and indeed the only obvious way to cross the pit) is the enormous set of scythes set in the centre.
More ominously, upright stone sarcophagi also adorn the platforms.
You notice that both platforms and the scythe blades are slightly damp.
Snaggletooth looks at the platforms, the scythes, and then the door behind him again. "We miss something? Why everything so wet? Where water come from?"
He looks back to the hallway and the stairs. "Water come from pool, maybe? Water needed to go on, maybe?" He thinks for a moment. "Leo, you know religion, right? You servant of Big Death God. Cronin not here or I ask him. Do religious people use water sometimes before rituals? Do they get wet for some reason?"
Leo's quick eyes rapidly assess the mechanisms and he sees that turning them will also turn the scythes. Combined with Erik's earlier information that this place was once an observatory, he concludes that originally the central column might have operated a sliding panel at the top of the complex, designed to reveal the stars.
Now however, he sees that it has been put to the simpler purpose of turning the scythes. They can be turned to align with the platforms, allowing a safe, if frightening, passage over the pit.