Andrea will use Guidance on Lucrezia for any rolls(+1)
Lucrezia you see there is a sliding lock that goes into the stone doorway. Your disable device is successful.
Lucrezia slowly opens the door and peers in, ready to dodge out of the way in case it's a storage closet and a stray broom or mop is ready to fall on her.
Duncan switches back to his usual teamwork feats. He draws his Mithral Bastard Sword.
The door opens into a noticeably cooler room a 15 by 12 room containing kegs and casks of alcohol.
Yay! Booze! Next door on the long side or should we just head straight to the back?
"Eh, straight on to the back I think.
Andrea will aid another with Perception.
You see an similar door and sliding lock, when you open this door there is large room that contains meat hanging from large hooks and strings. This room feels even colder than the others so far.
Duncan keeps his eyes peeled and readies an action to cast divine favor if an enemy appears.
"Well, you know that they say third time is the charm."
Andrea repeats her usual guidance on Lucrezia. (+1)
The third door is an identical set up and when it is opened it is a slightly larger room that contains liquids, vegetables and other items used in the kitchen, including butter, milk, lard, eggs, cooking oils along with overflow barrels of ale/mead.
"Well, damn it. The door must be hidden. Didn't Alphonse was so paranoid."
Lucrezia does a thorough search of this room and then each of the other rooms, plus the hallway that contains the doors for these rooms.
You don't see any traces of a secret door in the last room you entered.
You don't see any obviously secret doors. You are certain there is nothing in the first room you searched and the wine cellar.
Mebbe he got some spells up.
Duncan casts detect magic and focuses on each room as he looks about.
"Oh, now this is just ridiculous. There has to be a way down to the cellar. Perhaps if we take out time and do a more thorough search? Alphonse should be gone for a while yet and I doubt he'd head back down here first thing anyway. Now I am really curious what he's got in the cellar if it so damn hard to find."
I am interested in Delvehaven, Mayor Vheed, And Khazrae Kuelata. Any of this familiar to you?
The group can go back to the two rooms you were not certain about, the meat locker and the main dry storage room and take 20. As group, you will see in the meat locker a hinged stone floor under a crate.
She stops and peers at you, then tugs on your sleeve to bring you into a small study room once you are inside the main library. "You need to be careful when inquiring about Delvehaven and Mayor Vheed." She has a bit of nervous look in her eyes. "Of course, we have some basic history of out esteemed mayor." She is obviously treading lightly as an assistant walks by the room.
Faelyn casts message and points at the Half elf. Mouthing silently What are you saying? Whom should I fear?
"Fear everyones prying ears can lead to loose mouths to the authorities. House Thrune is always interested in anyone looking for information on Delvehaven a their selected mayors." She moves on, "I've not heard of Khazrae Kuelata, who or what is she?"
Faelyn ignores the question about Khazrae. Can I trust you?
It is trapped with Terinav Root but you've discovered it before touching with your bare hand. This is is spread all over the floor pull ring. It obvious not that you have to use a cloth to protect your hand when pulling up the trap door.
Lucrezia finds something to use and pulls open the door.
Faelyn ignores the question about Khazrae. Can I trust you?
She shrugs, "I don't know why you would but I haven't alerted anyone if that means something." She whispers, "I don't like Thrune, or what they represent, there's a lot about this city that I don't appreciate." The librarian half smiles batting her long lashes over her big brown eyes.
Andrea keeps an eye out while Duncan and Lucrezia deal with the trapdoor
Sense Motive:
The batting eye lashes work and Faelyn smiles in shyness. Damn...why did it have to be brown eyes.
Whispering: I need help. I want to stop the threat of the shadow beasts. I would hate to place you in danger...
Faelyn regains his emotions and calmly looks at the librarian. She does have beautiful eyes.
The door is opened and it reveals a ladder leading down into a dark room. It's pitched black in the subcellar.
Her pony tailed her shakes back and forth, "What do you know about this Khazrae Kuelata, we can begin there. By the way, all the Delvehaven material has been edited by Thrune that is known fact around here."
See anything Duncan? Andrea will cast a Light spell if needed
Me first, if ye don't mind. The dark don't bother me. Give me a ten count.
Duncan switches to his cold iron axe and hands his magic (light emitting) Bastard Sword to Lucrezia, if she wishes. If not he'll sheath it. He then stealthily steps into the darkness.
Very little. She used to be a demon and then was cursed to be an Erinyes. She was the property of the mayor...What do you know?
Andrea will shut the door(Not the trapdoor) behind them, and make sure it doesn't lock on them before following Lucrezia and Duncan down.
"Are you looking to become a chronicler because you need to have authored something for another person who paid for the item." She looks at the bard, "What do you have in mind?
Very little. She used to be a demon and then was cursed to be an Erinyes. She was the property of the mayor...What do you know?
"I don't know anything of her...she was demon you say? That is odd in a city of devils. We can go look in some demonology tomes and idea of her age? And the Mayor had her as property...?" a bit confused, "are you sure she was a demon?"
Sorry...I misspoke...she was a devil
Lucrezia will hold onto Duncan's sword as he takes the lead and then follows him down.
Duncan gets to to bottom of the metal stairs clinging to the wall, he descended a good 20 feet below. The smell in the room is of fecal and urine. His darkvision picks up the source as a human girl scantly clad is hanging from the wall manacles, her bare feet bound by an iron shackle to the floor.
Orsin clears his throat before continuing, digging through his haversack to produce a small Chronicle from his tiny collection.
"I'm no use with a pen, I'm afraid, but from what I've gathered, there are other roles a man with my talents could fill. I read in Chronicle Volume 37 of the Pathfinder Jesper Verys, who seemed to have been not much unlike myself. He had access though to esoteric mysteries and the knowledge of spells uncommon to a man of songs and letters. His knowledge of scrolls and other magic writings is something I wish to possess."
She nods, "That makes sense now...ok, lets research some history first. Do you know a time period she lived or who she served by chance? As she lead you into another area one floor below.
Hold on, I will wait here. I think at least one of us needs to be a lookout.
Andrea will stay above and keep an eye and ear out for anyone coming down the steps.
Fealyn watches the lady's curves as she walks ahead of him. Stay focused man.
She worked for an Archdevil over 400 years ago. I think she was an assassin. He cursed her and all that was left was her head. At some point, Mayor Vheed owned her and later she fell out of favor with him.
"Jesper Verys was a renowned pathfinder who did indeed contribute greatly to the our knowledge and understanding especially in the relationship between song and magic." She grins widely. "This opera Barolon is still being taught in most bardic colleges. His ability to use words to meld color is classic teaching."
"A fine opera," Orsin sighs, "Would that the throne of Cheliax permitted its performance. I committed to bringing change to Westcrown with whatever time I have left in this world. If the Pathfinders will have me, dedicated as I am to my cause, then I will do all I can to give equal service to both."
He pauses for a moment.
"Do you suspect that Delvehaven may contain some of the esoteric knowledge that Jesper was privy to?"
Duncan gets to to bottom of the metal stairs clinging to the wall, he descended a good 20 feet below. The smell in the room is of fecal and urine. His darkvision picks up the source as a human girl scantly clad is hanging from the wall manacles, her bare feet bound by an iron shackle to the floor.
Duncan is enraged by what he sees. But he has presence of mind to cast Detect Magic and sweep the room before going to the girl.
He casts CMW and touches her shoulder gently, alleviating her wounds a bit. It's alright girl, no one.is gonna hurt ye. We be here t'save ye.
As she recoils under his touch, Lucrezia, git the chain off a her, gentle like.
He looks to the young one as one would see a wounded bird.
One thing was certain, Alphonse would die. Soon.