There's a solid thunk-click as the two of you manage to get the tumblers to fall in the correct position ... and suddenly the small hall seems full of darts flying from the walls.
Everyone except Zstelian -- whose odd position hunched over Sekathral while helping with the lock -- is hit. Khazmia, you start to feel a little ill moments later, a chill flowing from the dart wound.
Through the door, the plain stone room is empty, save for three large chests made of wood and iron.
Dargon
Kyson
Khazmia
Sekathral
Silvio
Zstelian
Dargon Fort save:
Kyson Fort save:
Khazmia Fort save:
Sekathral Fort save:
Silvio Fort save:
Khazmia Round 2:
Kyson curses and puts his hand to his neck, extracting the dart.
"Son of a purry, furry kitten! Why is this place full of doors and traps?!! Who built this?" Kyson says while examining the dart before tossing it to the ground.
"How do these people walk around without killing themselves?" Kyson puts his hand to his next to stop the bleeding.
Kyson's eyes go to the wand at Zstelian's belt.
"We'd all better have a blast of that, I reckon", says Sekathral to Kyson.
"I'm going to have a look at these chests"
"We'd all better have a blast of that, I reckon", says Sekathral to Kyson.
Tossing a dart to the floor, Khaz sways a little on her feet before righting herself.
"Yes, that seems in order. Could someone heal me with that thing? I'm not sure I could make it work."
Kyson will take the offered wand and tap himself and Kzah with it.
healing - Khaz
healing - Kyson
"Sekathal, if you want a hit of this, you'll need to come out of that room. I'm done with getting shot and stabbed by chests and doors."
healing - Seka
"Anyone else?" Kyson asks, holding the wand out.
* * *
Kyson will stand down the hallway away from the chests, keeping a look out for someone coming up from behind.
"Anyone else?" Kyson asks, holding the wand out.
Dargon is much too proud to admit it, but he is still very visibly hurt from the combat.
Sekathral and Zstelian are having no luck finding traps as they search the chests, when suddenly hundreds of needle-thin spikes hidden in the floor shoot forth, stabbing through your boots into your feet.
Kyson hits Dargon with the wand before passing it forward to Zstelian.
"Aur-eli-an Fa-CHE!"
to Dargon
"Aur-eli-an Fa-CHE!"
to Dargon
"Aur-eli-an Fa-CHE!"
to Dargon
"There you go, Dargon. And here you go, Old Man."
Kyson returns to his safe watch area.
"Rivers of boiling s**t!" Sekathral is upset; his pride's as badly wounded as his feet were. "There'd better be something good in these frigging chests, now"
"Rivers of boiling s**t!" Sekathral is upset; his pride's as badly wounded as his feet were. "There'd better be something good in these frigging chests, now"
Khazmia frowns from the doorway.
"There would have to be, wouldn't there? For a trap like that, it would need to be something fabulous. Like jewels. or Silk. " or Magic...
She can only hope, and ready to help if yet another trap goes off.
As you gingerly make your way into the room again -- stepping lightly so the needles don't penetrate your shoes -- you discover the northwest and southwest chests are locked. The northeast chest isn't locked, but is also empty; however, when you open it, the needles in the floor retract.
Kyson waits for Sekathral to open the chests, still keeping an eye out.
I hope this doesn't take too long. Vanthus and his lady might be getting away.
Khaz continues to watch from the door, fascinated by the search for traps, and any disabling that goes on.
The chests aren't trapped, though it does take you some time to get them open. The first has a number of goods and coins . The other contains gold and gemstones in silk bags bearing the Vanderboren family crest .
Sekathral looks around at the piles of loot. "Nice life being a Vanderboren, isn't it? Wasted on Vanthus, though. Let's go and find the scrote and gank 'im."
"Maybe we should go this way," Kyson says, pointing to the rooms north of D31 as he stows away the family jewels.
"We still need to find Vanthus and that pretty lady."
Kyson lines up behind the rest on our way to the left room in the hallway.
"Never a bad plan ta trust a priest," Dargon says announcing his agreement with Kyson. Unless stopped Dargon walks to and through the door just north of the room where we battled Rowyn and her lizard.
"Something to look forward to, then. Let's go. Can I have a quick scan first, though?"
The door is untrapped and is slightly open, so isn't stuck.
The walls, floor and ceiling of the chamber have been covered in white marble tile; every inch sparkles cleanly. In the middle of the room sits a five-foot-by-10-foot pool of clear water. To the northwest stands an unlit iron brazier.
There are no other doors in the room.
Kyson takes a look around.
Perception
"Someone's bathroom, I suppose. Sure is nice."
"Let's go to the door over here." Kyson points to the door across the way.
You see nothing in the room, Zstelian.
"Someone's bathroom, I suppose. Sure is nice."
Khaz looks longingly at the bath, then after her companions.
"It sure is."
With a sigh, she follows along.
Seeing nothing else of interest Kyson suggests the party go back to the training hall, then north.
"I saw bad guys back this way. They might know more."
"Now that you mention it, I think there *were* bad guys back this way."
Khazmia will head back thataway.
"May as well clear the place out, I suppose"
Sekathral follows the others back to the training hall, keeping his eyes/ears open for surprises as he goes.
Silvio's annoyance with the dart trap delays the chelaxian to the degree that he "misses" having his foot spiked through. Instead he is all smiles when he enters the room. "So, what treasures have you found for Silvio?" he asks with a basking smile when he hears the clink of coins.
"Ah, it is the treasures of the Vanderboren family", Silvio says slightly disappointed when he examines the treasure further. "This belongs back with my lady vanderboren."
"Silvio thinks there is coins to be made here. The locust lizards are bound to have some enemies who will be glad to reward Silvio for cleaning out these thugs", Silvio tells nobody in perticular before he ventures north, into the uncharted section of the Dragon's halls.
The hallway extends past the remains of a body into a large room filled by a long banquet table that leaves barely any clearance to the east and west. A large cage filled with listless tropical birds stands to the northwest. Closed doors are set in the north and south walls.
There's a slightly foul, bitter odor in the room, Zstelian, but you don't spot or hear anything else.
Sekathral winds his scarf around his face, coughing.
Kyson will examine the birds for health.
"What's wrong birdy-birds?"
Heal
Perception (about the room)
"Oh, poor things! We can't leave them in there, who knows when someone will come take care of them again."