Iorec playfully juggles the key-light around for a few moments and then stuffs it in his backpack. "Well, that wasn't too hard! I guess we're off to a good start, wouldn't you agree?" The skillful Varisian walks back to the rest of his group. "So where would you suggest to go next? We shouldn't waste too much time. Even though this one was easy, I don't think it will stay that way. There must be a reason why the Breaching hasn't seen a winner in so many years, after all."
Wow, Iorec...this could be the beginning of a beautiful friendship. Well done! How about you choose the next Hall, after your impressive performance here?"
"Thank you very much, Rodolpho! Indeed it could!" Iorec replies with his ever-present smile. "I'd say, we'll simply pick the next one at hand. The Hall of Induction, I assume?" He looks around the group to find acknowledgement by someone more in the know of the Academae's layout.
Antinous watches nervously as Iorec messes with the mirrors and then smiles broadly as the clever man bypasses the trap.
"Excellent job, good sir. Lead on with this," the cleric says.
Great job there! Now let's hope the rest is this easy...Tho I doubt it. Jorge chuckles, eyeing the newly acquired key-light. The Induction hall sounds fine for m--- He blinks as the dwarf apears at the door, yells, then turns to run off. [b]"Wait! And who are you, sir?"[b]
"Don't mind him" Iorec exclaims a little louder than necessary. "Those guys will certainly smash the mirror in no time, grab the key-light behind it and be right on our heels! So let's go!" He then hurries out of the Hall of Seeing and leads the group towards the Hall of Induction.
The cleric brushes himself off and glares at the image on the door as the other team goes inside.
Once they are far away and out of earshot, the cleric mutters, "Mage indeed. I hope he finds whatever present the mages left in there for him."
Frowns a little at the image, looking back at the dwarf and the rest of his group as they go by. Be sure to use you're noggin." He makes the simple comment, before heading off with his own group. Let's get going." Tylonick pads on after them, huffing softly, tail twitching lazily behind himg. Hopefully next room be more interesting." Jorge laughs. "I don't know...More interesting in this place probably means more deadly!"
"Huh, curious" Iorec says. "Did the headmaster say anything about us not being allowed into certain areas before passing another? I don't recall so." He folds his arms and slowly rubs his chin with one hand. "Or maybe..." he trails off and takes out the key-light the group have just acquired, holds it with an outstretched arm in front of himself and carefully tries to penetrate the wall of force again.
Iorec stuffs the key-light back in his backpack and for a moment you can spot a little smugness that snuck in his perpetual smile but it's already gone when he states: "Well, what a lucky guess! Now let's get to the bottom of this smelly challenge..."
"Perhaps if we move the brazier closer to the glass pipes, the change in heat might cause its route to change? Or the color, that seems to be important."
"Good thinking. The heat could very well be the key to this challenge,"Dolph adds, coughing a bit at the acrid smell.
"Well, anyone else have an idea? I'm a bit worried about touching the whole thing in case something happens."
The cleric takes a close look at the room to see if he missed anything.
"Huh", Iorec states curtly. "So this one is running with the streams of these strange liquids..." he says while carefully examining the whole apparatus. More to himself than to the others he mutters: "Basically the light has been put in there by some way so it can probably be taken out again. The glass does not seem to be impressed by heat. Maybe it must be magically expelled?" With a concentrated air he looks for an egress from the pipeworks, be it mundane or magical.
"it seems to me that this chemicals will explode if they mix. Perhaps we could do something to break it while we hide behind these walls of force?"
Hmm...Looks interesting. Well, could try the explosion while hiding behind something. But how to break, and are we able to hide behind these walls?" He takes another looks around. He then snaps his fingers. "Aha! Yes, we can hide behind something, but I can summon something to break it."
"Actually, I don't even think these precautions are necessary" Iorec chimes in. "This contraption should be safely and harmlessly disabled as soon as the glass tube is shattered. Here, I'll show you!"
He then uses his rapier to smash the glass tube into pieces with a single strike.
"Hold on a second," Dolph yells as he ducks behind one of the walls of force after Iorec's striking of the pipe.
"As you wish," the priest says, stepping to the side so he's behind one of the walls of force. He prepares to cast a healing spell, just in case.
"Excellent job!"
The priest briefly wonders just how difficult everything else will be since getting the keys appears to be simple enough so far.
Begins wondering himself as well. It's almost like the ones who set these traps up were teasing them. "Hmmph...This is almost too easy. I've seen worst traps hunting goblins." He laughs.
"Where shall we go next?"
Iorec grabs the key-light and stuffs it in his backpack with the first one.
When Antinous' asks where to go next he suggests: "I'd say we continue with the closest hall if noone objects. So follow me!"
He then leaves the Hall of Induction quickly to lead the way to the Hall of Wards.
"Remind me not to make you want to take any of my stuff," Dolph jokes, clearly impressed by the talents of the rogue.
Iorec chuckles at Rodoplho's remark and says casually: "Oh, don't worry. I've already taken everything I like." Once the group reaches the Hall of Wards he leads them around it towards the Hall of Crafting.
Dolph casts True Seeing on himself, hoping that something appears, helping guide the team tot he light key.
True Seeing: http://paizo.com/pathfinderRPG/prd/spells/trueSeeing.html
"Huh" Iorec states as usually before letting his companions know his opinion and then continues: "Maybe someone else was here before us? Or maybe there wasn't even one to begin with. Anyways, shall we try the next one?"
If noone gives a reason to do otherwise the Varisian then leads the group onward to the Hall of Lies.
"I suppose the other group found this one. Let's hurry to the next one, unless someone see the tools to build a key-light here?"
"I didn't see anything, even with magical vision. That spell normally sees pretty much everything," the mage states, quite disappointed that he wasn't able to find an answer to the secret facing the group.
The cleric looks around to see if anything was recently built or magicked into existence that might contain the key light.
Does seem odd nothing is in here..." He glances at Tylonick, who also looks around, sniffing as well.
"I wonder what happens if I just close my eyes and walk up to it?"
The cleric closes his eyes, walks forward and opens them again near where he saw the key light.