"Ben mezar soymaktan ve rahatsız edici bir ölü yapmak istediğim son şey için zaman var inanmıyorum.Bu yerin bize bir çıkış yolu bulmak ve drakon'a kölelerinin ulaşmak dışında kalmak."
"Ik geloof niet dat we tijd hebben voor grafschennis en het verstoren van de dood is het laatste wat ik wil doen. Laat ons een uitweg te vinden uit deze plaats en blijven buiten het bereik van de draconische volgelingen."
Timmon picks up his glowing rock and tosses it into the next room.
Remaining silent, keeping her eyes on the strange fire, Lylindra only nods to Timmon. She is clearly uncomfortable, but does her best to make no sound.
Byarsh detects magic and scans the fire, though he does not expect to find anything extra. Assuming there are no surprises, he says "Terwijl onze tijd beperkt is, is er geen garantie dat we hier terug te keren bij het bereiken van de andere kant. Anderen hebben beledigd deze plek met hun questen hebzucht, en ik heb geen interesse in het verstoren van de geesten van hun rust. Toch kunnen ze worden overgehaald om een zegen te bieden, zodat we kunnen geen kwaad te verslaan in dit land dat de doden extra leed zou veroorzaken.
"De toekomst nadert snel, en het verleden is overal om ons heen. In de huidige we moeten opbrengen van de middelen voor wat er komen gaat."
The future quickly approaches, and the past is all around us. In the present we must muster the resources for what is to come.
He scrapes his improvised staff across the southern door's threshold to see if the fire is hungry for fuel or trespassers' feet.
Byarsh's staff emerges from the fire smoking slightly but with no lasting damage except for a slight scorch mark. You don't think that the flames are capable of doing lethal damage any more.
Looking at Byarsh's staff, then to the fire, then back to the staff, Lylindra sighs - the first sound she's made since entering. She examines the flames and the area around them. If she finds no signs of active traps, she'll back up and jump the low flames.
Cartwheeling over, going into a backflip she clears the flames themselves and lands making barely any sound, though she winces, so it was clearly not as silent as she'd hoped.
She examines the room beyond the flames, dagger ready.
Seeing Lylindra's bold jump Tama takes a deep breath, covers his face and pushes through the flames to her side. He casts detect magic and scans the room, looking for threats mundane or magical.
Spellcraft
Perception
Ha. Een gewaagde zet jager, maar nooit bang Tama is met jou!
Tama leaps over the waning flame with an impressive margin to spare and lands in the chamber on the other side. Tama, pushing his way through, is subject to the last bit of power that the flames can muster as he pushes his way through.
The room on the other side of the flames is small and dominated by alcoves. Unlike the rooms you have passed through there is no decoration on the walls, only white plaster which is coming off the stone in chunks. The alcoves in the far wall are empty except for the scattering of objects which caught your eye earlier. The other two alcoves, out of sight of the door each contain life sized statues of animal-headed humans, a snake on the right and some sort of snouted, long eared creature on the left. Both statues hold weathered-looking wooden staves
Seeing the flames attempt one last hurrah before flickering to even lower heights, Byarsh will hop over the threshold to investigate the room's interior with both mundane and magical sight.
The amulet was once an amulet version of an orange ioun stone (+1 CL) but now you think that it only would work intermittently.
The magic in the staff likewise has decayed to a mere glimmer of flame in the center of the crook at one end. Whatever enchantment it once had is now only the equivalent of the Lesser Illumination and Least Energy Assault weapon crystals
You can tell the aura behind the wall is some sort of protective item, probably related to energy but without actually getting access to the item you can't tell what it is exactly.
Timmon seeing that everyone else seems to be heading over the flames will join them, both he and Batu following Byarsh in.
"Ik hoop dat dit uitstapje is de moeite waard, want elke minuut we vertraging van de draak volgelingen groeien dichter naar elkaar."
Turning to the guide "Kobra ve çakal, bu kültür çöl canlısı bazı özel anlam tutun? Onlar ölü bekçileri musunuz? Biz bile burada olmalı?"
Knowledge:
Timmon leans in a little bit closer to inspect the statues and the staffs that they hold.
Lylindra will also examine these statues as well, for traps, secret compartments, and searching her memory for what they may be.
The statues look solid except for the staffs that each hold, which can be removed and still look exceptionally finely made despite their age.
Tama moves to the wall (G14) and searches for a hidden compartment or door.
Perception
He says
Er is een soort van magische aura van achter deze muur. Help mij zoeken naar een deur of een compartiment.
Knowledge History
Knowledge History
Hayvanların erkek organları ile sunulmaktadır, çöl, Setekh ruhları ifade eder. İlk erkek kobra ruhu öbür ruh kılavuzları inanıyordu. Bu mezarlarda ortak bir motiftir. Neden arkadaşları odasına girmek? Yolumuz diğer yoludur.
The First Men believed that the cobra spirit guides the soul to the afterlife. It is a common motif in tombs.
Why do your companions enter the room? Our path is the other way.
Samaerew beckons the others to return, and continue down the main passageway.
"Haast mijn vrienden, onze gids schijnt niet goed te keuren van het graf-beroven en wil om verder te gaan op onze weg hier weg. Als u er wat van, al snel te pakken en laat ons verlaten deze plaats."
Timmon and Batu head back out into the main chamber without touching anything.
"Ölülerin ruhları öfke istemiyorum.Daha hızlı, daha iyi, bize buradan cikin."
Byarsh and Drøm take a quick look at the plastered section, then the larger turns to Lylindra. "Deze pleister moet gaan, maar de schat achter kan het waardevol en delicaat. Kan een van uw messen kraken de korf om de honing halen?"
He looks to the rest, favoring Timmon and Tama. "Deze eerste personeel draagt de zegeningen van de zon - warm licht op commando en het razende vuur van de woestijn, ze worden geconfronteerd met een van de vijanden. Een van jullie kan beter gebruik maken van het, zoals het zou mishagen Drom, mijn metgezel. De andere medewerkers draagt geen betovering, maar het is gemaakt fijn genoeg is om de toekomst magie te dragen." Byarsh takes the amulet from its statue, saying "Dit amulet Ik denk dat ik houden voor mezelf."
Tama begins digqging at the plaster.
Samaerew glares at the grave robbers shouts at them in Sharrim.
Ne yapıyorsun?!?? Ben onların dinlenme yeri soymak olabilir, benim atalarım ejderha gözleri sığınağı olabilir, böylece buraya getirdim! Bu geri koyun, ya da saygı ölü misafirperverliği üzerine davetsiz bu kadar aşağılık ve şerefsiz?
The plaster comes away easily enough, revealing an alcove in the wall framed by grayed and weathered wood. In the alcove sits a gold and blue lacquered headdress which looks like it has seen actual use, perhaps in battle.
The age-warped seer pauses in lifting up the statues' treasures, appearing to hesitate momentarily.
"Het zou de &'gids&' die we kunnen overschrijding wat hier acceptabel lijken. Ben ik te begrijpen dat hij niet goedkeurt van onze eigenen de tools die nodig zijn om de bedreigingen te bestrijden in dit graf en zonder? Ik veronderstel dat er een duidelijke manier om er zeker van ... Timmon, zou je vragen aan de degene die opende deze plaats wat de namen of titels van de voorouders kunnen zijn? Misschien kan ik om te communiceren met hen - een ritueel dat er weinig tijd zou nemen en op te slaan ons veel verdriet zowel haar en in de kamers boven."
While he is not strictly capable of communing with spirits in a rules-based sense, Byarsh does have at least some ritual training (such as his hero point trait). I'm interested in trying one of several things:
1) Perform a quick ritual reading of the signs - mostly for show - by using Profession (Soothsayer) to convince the others of the reading's authenticity. If the soothsaying kicks up legitimate signs, well, we'll roll with it.
2) If it is possible to scrape together the materials (or find them behind the plaster - quite the sign from above!), Byarsh is open to performing his trait-granted ritual to impart Samaerew with a hero point. This blessing would be granted through Byarsh, who would give some credit to the ancestors who requested he act as their mouthpiece *wink*. It might open up some interesting role-play between Byarsh and Samaerew down the line.
3) If all else fails, Byarsh will try to keep a careful eye out regarding the tomb's layout and any special mechanisms for opening doors. Given a decent opportunity, he will either sneak back for the magical goods or send Drøm to at least snatch the amulet.
I think when we were still in the trait design phase, there was some talk of a material component for the hero point ritual, but I'm not sure if that was ever finalized. By the sound of it, those components are present within this area or waived for the first rendition of the ritual.
We'll see what the soothsaying kicks up. Maybe there will be some speaking in Sharrim as he channels the ancestors.
Swaying slightly, as if suddenly intoxicated, Byarsh steadies himself with a hand against one of the frescoes before sinking to his knees. Lifting his head as if with considerable effort, he holds out his impromptu staff and utters "Houd die gedachte, Timmon. Het lijkt de voorouders hebben verwaardigd om direct te spreken. Lylindra, snijd een paar reepjes van deze."
Holding the handful of wooden slivers the hunter carves off of the impromptu staff the group scavenged from the caravan, Byarsh struggles to his feet and motions for everyone to clear some space. Standing with his back to the door, his eyes towards the headdress, and his feet in clear view of the statues, he slashes two half-moon lines in the dusty ground - made all the dustier by powdered plaster so recently cleared from the southern wall.
"Samaerew." The reddish-skinned man holds out his other hand to the headdress before motioning to a place at his side.
"Timmon, mij helpen met je weg met woorden. Degenen die bewonen deze plaats hebben verleend me enig inzicht in hun manieren en sommigen hint met betrekking tot hun verlangens. Ik denk dat ze zijn blij om te zien een native zoon lopen hun zalen, en ik zou Samaerew blijven in de buurt als ik channel hun wil."
With that, Byarsh takes one twig from his hand, whispers a quick prayer in Auran, and tosses the other slivers between the half-moons. They fall in a jumble, their middles tangled and their ends pointing in divers directions. As the soothsayer speaks, the ice raven alights on the ground, hops into position, and begins gently fanning the slivers with its wings.
"De wereld geeft ons vele paden - ieder wat leidt tot tal van andere keuzes, talloze eindigt, en talloze begin. Het lot brengt ons hier bij elkaar, en hier de geesten spreken. Hun wil gidsen de vurige geesten van de mens. Dus ook doen ze begeleiden deze nederige vlammen."
Letting the moment's gravity settle in, Byarsh thrusts his remaining sliver of wood at the statue bearing the Solar Staff. As the two pieces meet, the staff flares and ignites the wooden sliver, which immediately ignites. Fearless in his role as interpreter, Byarsh allows small flame to lick up the matchstick until its orange warmth kisses his hand.
"De geesten spreken!"
Byarsh tosses the much-diminished cinder onto the pile of sticks, at which point fire begins to trickle along the various wooden pathways. Where slivers intersect, the flames sometimes diverge to consume more fuel or simply choose a single path. As if awaiting some sign, Byarsh watches with feverish focus.
The path of the fire traces out an undulating line, which might represent the earth, and then flares out into a looming, almost draconic figure over it before going out in a furious flash of one last burning rage before mercifully extinguishing, as if glad that this message has been passed on.
Lylindra is genuinely bewildered.
"Wat ... wat zeggen ze?"
She speaks for the first time, abandoning the comfort she feels from silence to be a part of whatever this is. There is a meekness about her voice that seems unlike her, but it's gone with her next words.
"Spellslinger als je hoort dingen die I. .. dat we niet kunnen .. Vertel me wat ze zijn."
She keeps a healthy distance after helping to shave wood off the staff, but never moves too far away, entranced.
The Hero Point was waiting to see if there was a legitimate response from the spiritual entities here. It would be a little confusing to grant a Point if the spirits were angry about our being here.
By the sound of things, the world is threatened by the dragons. Either their continued domination of the lands will result in destruction, or their clash with some force - perhaps these new gods - will bring about mutual devastation.
In playing this out, it would be good to know if my interpretation is roughly on target; I can help to steer the collective interpretation from there.
Nodding solemnly, Byarsh holds his breath for several heartbeats before exhaling. "Weet iemand de naam Setekh? Het is hij - of zij - die mij gezonden heeft een visioen."
Timmon will translate for Samaerew everything after when Byarsh speaks Samaerew's name. He is standing bewildered at this power to commune with spirits that Byarsh seems to have.
As Byarsh begins his ritual, Samaerew's fury gradually turns to curiosity, and then respect for the man's clear connections to the spirits. He nods approvingly when Timmon translates the bit about spirits as flames, and his respect grows at the symbolism of the fires wicking their way up the splinters. At the last question, he responds enthusiastically in Sharrim.
Setekh ile temas? Çölün ruhları mı? Onlar bize ne derdi bu kalıntılar arasında ve ejderhalar uzak güvenli bir şekilde bize rehberlik?
He sinks to his knees, lowering his shield and trident to the ground beside him and raising his hands in the air. He cries reverently: Setekh! Benim atalarım rehberliğinde, Çölün Ruhlar, Ilk Erkek! Bu çıkış-iniş gemi olması misiniz? Onun rehberliği aşağıdaki layık mı? Yoksa aldatmaca, bu bir o kutsal Bu site soymak isteyen o nedir?
Tama uncovered the headdress but took no actions other than trying to memorize the action and dialogue while watching the exchanges between Byarsh and Samaerew.
Tama twitches his fingers countung sylables and rhyming couplets beneath his breath. He appears to be trying to recast the events into an epic poem format on the fly.
Byarsh does not seem to be 100% certain about the meaning of his contact with the Setekh, but he is sincere in his interpretation.
"Setekh burada, ve güneşin son bir ruh-bekçi, onların dikkatini çağrılan beri gökyüzünde sayısız kez göç etmiş. Çölün değilim, ama bir süre için sesimi onların olmalıdır.
"Onlar bize ve ejderhalar ve Birinci Erkekler sevgili o tutun ezmek için hazır standı ikincisi, kaçış ve eylemleri bugüne kadar onların onayını cevap verirken, ilahi ateşi ile ifade mesajı ejderha gösterir ve durmadı acı müttefikleri getirecek bu dünyada terör ağarana gibi, sayısız tehditler püskürtmek için güç yoktur - sadece kendi dinlenme yeri savunmak güçlerini nasıl harcandı bakmak benim inanç atalarınızın , Samaerew şampiyon isteyin.
"Ilahi patronları &'ben hala çalışıyorum, ama onların nimet ve maden sizin. Onlar eylemler şimdiye kadar herhangi bir itiraz değil, ve bu geçmiş çağların araçları kullanımına açık olduğunu bana öyle geliyor."
"They see both us and the dragons, and it is the latter who stand poised to crush all that the First Men hold dear. While our escape and our actions so far meet their approval, the message they expressed by divine fire shows the dragons and their allies will bring suffering if not stopped. As terror dawns on this world, they (the spirits) do not have the power to repel the myriad threats - just look at how their power has been spent in defending their resting place! It is my belief that your ancestors seek a champion: you, Samaerew.
"I am still working to divine your patrons' will, but their blessing and mine are yours (ritual trigger). They have not objected to any of our actions thus far, and it seems to me that they are open to our use of the tools of ages past."
Byarsh once again regains his footing, and he addresses those who helped him escape the slave caravan.
"De geesten sprak een boodschap van de toekomstige vernietiging, als de laatste beeld dat ik zag in de vlammen was dat van een draak klaar om de wereld te verpletteren. Zoals het landde, de vlammen - die van de draak, zijn vijanden, en de wereld - verdwenen. De genius loci akkoord gaat met onze aanwezigheid, maar ze lijken ons te hulp willen. Ik geloof niet dat dit zal in bezit hebben voor iemand van u te betrekken, en ik zal werken om ze op afstand te houden moet zaken uit de hand.
"De geesten &'macht afneemt, en ik denk niet dat ze sterk genoeg zijn om extra contact te maken, zonder tijd om te rusten - tijd kunnen we niet hebben."
"The spirits' power dwindles, and I do not think they are strong enough to make additional contact without time to rest - time we may not have."
Bu, şimdiye kadar, şampiyon olmak için umut olabilir en büyük onur. Onlar bana, O görendir ne olurdu? Onlar nasıl en iyi şekilde karşı çıkmak için arama yapabilirsiniz, ejderha güçleri müdürleri geçti olduğunu bilmeniz gerekir?
Tama sidles over to Timmon, and says in a whisper.
"Bu catacombs iki kat bir amaca hizmet yoluyla bizim trek şüpheleniyoruz. Bir bakıma, ejderha &'gazabından kaçan gizli bir anlamı vardır - bir amaç Setekh desteklemek için içerik görünüyor. Ikinci rolü sembolik bir tören geçiş olarak görünüyor. Mülteci olarak, biz, içinde herhangi bir engelleri aşmak girdi, biz nihayet bu nimetler ve Setekh kabul etmeyi uygun araçlar almak, ve onlar bize layık gördüğü takdirde biz büyük bir şey olarak ortaya çıkacaktır.
"Bu ruhlar, ejderhalar yenerek için bir tarifi olmadığını bilin. Kendimizi bulmak zorunda kalacak. Ancak, bu yerin içinde sırlarını bazı anlayışlar tutabilir.
"Ejderha bir imparatorluk inşa etmek için binlerce yıl oldu. Biz onları zayıflatmak için zamana ihtiyacımız var."
"Know that these spirits did not provide a recipe for defeating the dragons. That we will have to find ourselves. However, the secrets within this place may hold some insights.
"The dragons have had thousands of years to build an empire. We will need time to undermine them."
Siz, biz, sadece güvenli bir yolculuk değil, ejderhalar yenmek için araçlar temin ediliyor dersiniz? Buradaki nesneler gibi araçlarla sola veya daha metaforik konuşuyorsunuz mıydı?
Byarsh respectfully waves a hand at the grave goods. As he speaks, he handles the amulet he placed around his neck only minutes ago, staring at it as if wondering what other secrets it might hold.
"Ben senin atalarının paylaştı paylaşmak ve gelecekte de yine onlarla iletişim kurmak mümkün olabilir. Şu an için ben gördüklerimi yorumlamak gerekir. Atalarınızın ejderha tehdidi yenmek için bu şeyleri bir kenara benim inanç değildir; böyle bir öngörü iddia değil. Son mezar cairn büyüdü sonra uzun süre tespit Yine de, onur ölü ortak bir amaç için bu araçların geçişini ve kullanımı vermeyi uygun gördük. Ben burada koğuşta çoğu gitti, çünkü sadece bu muska ele ediyorum, çünkü onun eski sahibi dilerse ben kalan büyü istihdam anlamak.
"Bu ruhlar ölümlü protegees isterseniz, yine aynı şeyi isteyen başkaları da olabilir. Biz teşekkür ederiz, ruhları &'nimet onur ama zaman hiç kimse için beklediği kabul etmelidir. Biz gerekir."
"I share what your ancestors have shared, and in the future I may be able to commune with them again. For now I must interpret what I have seen. It is not my belief that your ancestors set aside these things to defeat the draconic menace; they have not claimed such foresight. Still, the honored dead have seen fit to grant us passage and use of these tools for a shared purpose - one they identified long after the last burial cairn was raised. I am able to handle this amulet not just because many of the wards here are gone; I understand that I can employ its remaining enchantment because its former owner wills it.
"If these spirits desire mortal protegees, there may yet be others that desire the same thing. We should honor the spirits' blessings with our thanks but accept that time waits for no one. We must continue."
Forgetting in his excitement that Byarsh speaks languages other than Sharrim, Samaerew turns to Timmon.
Ejderha entrikalarına karşı kullanmak sadece bu öğeler almak ve bunlar, onları bize olan bu karşı saygılı bir şekilde yapmanız gerekir, ki başkalarına söylemeyin, benim saygı atalarının ruhları ve-Setekh. Sonra biz taşımanız gerekir.
Annoyed that she has been left out of this show of magic, and disliking the feeling of uncertainty and ignorance, Lylindra chimes in
"Wat zei de geesten zeggen, waarom de nieuwkomer lijken plots zo gelukkig? Hebben we kregen een aantal grootse begeleiding of zegen?"
Byarsh regards Lylindra with patience, and he summarizes for her. As he speaks, he motions to the staves and the headdress. Having siad his part, he nods to Timmon as if to acknowledge he may add whatever he wishes to satisfy Samaerew's request.
"De geesten hebben het uitbreiden van hun zegen op onze reis onder de grond. Verder bieden ze een deel van wat er te vinden is binnen deze catacomben, zodat we misschien beter hen te helpen bij het krijgen van wraak tegen de draken. Deze geesten begrijpen de draken meer zijn dan een bedreiging, de vliegende hagedissen dreigen de hele wereld te vernietigen zoals wij die kennen. Zolang je denkt dat een graf goede wil helpen in dit streven, kunt u accepteren als een geschenk van de geëerde doden hier. Beperk de rijkdom die u accepteert, probeer alleen tools te nemen. Onze gids en deze geesten zullen niet vriendelijk kijken op de handel in de schatten vinden we hier.
"De nieuwkomer is blij, want ik was in staat op te treden als een spreekbuis voor zijn voorouders, en ze hebben toegekend me bewust van hun taal. Degenen die kwam voordat ik gevraagd mijn zegen geven, en ik zalfde de nieuwkomer in de naam van zijn voorvaders. Om deze, in ieder geval, hij is nu een kampioen van zijn volk. Om mensen buiten kunnen zijn vordering niet warm worden geaccepteerd.
"Zoals al eerder, dat het personeel heeft een splinter van de eigen zonne-energie, en het kan zowel verlichten iemands omgeving en in brand gestoken die het raakt. Het andere personeel is niet magisch, maar het is opmerkelijk voor het behoud en vakmanschap. De hoofddoek beschermt zijn drager van de zon en warmte. Neem wat je wil, maar begrijpen er kan nog meer worden binnen deze crypten."
"The newcomer is pleased because I was able to act as a mouthpiece for his ancestors, and they have granted me awareness of their language. Those who came before requested I grant my blessing, and I anointed the newcomer in the name of his forefathers. To these, at least, he is now a champion of his people. To those outside, his claim may not be accepted warmly.
"As earlier, that staff holds a sliver of the sun's own energy, and it can both illuminate one's surroundings and set fire to those it touches. The other staff is not magical, though it is remarkable for its preservation and craftsmanship. The headdress protects its wearer from the sun and heat. Take what you will, but understand there may yet be more within these crypts."
Stepping next to Samaerew, Byarsh murmurs "Başlıklı güneş ve ısıya karşı bir büyü taşımaktadır. Bir şampiyon olarak insanlar tarafından kabul edilmesi durumunda Setekh öfke bağışıklık kumları yürümeye uygun olmaz?"
Samaerew reverently takes the headdress from Byarsh. He straps it to the back of his head, around his helmet.
Ruhların irade olduğuna inanıyorum. Ben yolculuğum boyunca danışman olabilir umut rağmen, bu onura layık olmak için elimden geleni yapacağım.