"Amazing." Jerrie says softly as he examines the book of glass, curling it's pages experimentally. He lays it aside and takes up The Deeds of the Lords and Heroes of the Four Kingdoms of Darrav to read.
As you go about examining the books, you notice eventually that the odd old man has gone, which is strange, because you certainly did not see or hear him leaving the room through any of the doors.
Perception
Perception Hrrsskk
Direction's Perception check:
Traveler's Perception check:
Traveler looked at the floor level from his elevated location. "Where's the old man? Why is it getting darker? he asked everyone. I do not know. I do not sense a change in lighting. Direction said from near the doorway.
Traveler heard the sound of a pack of dogs. Eyes narrowing, Traveler cancelled his Scorn Earth and Personal Gravity powers, making a jump to the floor. "I hear a large pack of dogs approaching." he loudly warned everyone. I do not. Direction objected. Beyond your range. Get over here. Traveler demanded. The gemstone left its post and began moving back to the center of the room. The redhead bent down and picked up the book with the glass pages from near Jerrie, putting it inside his shirt. "If you want a book, grab it! Then get in a defensive circle," Traveler commanded, looking at the still-hovering Trifling and the goblin, "or a spot where you think you can fight best!" The man held out a hand, sideways, and intercepted the leaping psicrystal. Traveler put his hand at his chest, and the lapis lazuli worked itself back into the man's gold necklace, the pseudolimbs evaporating afterwards. The Elan put the point of his sword, Chaos Bringer, up. "This place is too weird." he muttered. He started manifesting his Inertial Armor power.
"I can hear them. I have a problem though. You know how when we all woke up and did not have much of our equipment? Well I have my gun, but unless there is still a bullet in the chamber I have no ammunition." Hegar says to Traveler.
"Can you handle a longsword?" Traveler asked Hegar quickly.
Hrrsskk snaps his head up quickly a trilling noise of alarm causing Akasha to look up from the book as Traveller descends.
"Hrrsskk hears them too, dogs, and many of them."
She places the book on a shelf she can just reach, not having any additional gear other than her weapons and armor, her black/grey short sword drawn in a swift fluid movement as Hrrskk runs to her side taking a predatory stance."
"Yes, I have been trained in the use of longswords."
Traveler tossed Hegar his +1 deep crystal longsword. "Here. I can manage, for this battle." he told the hobgoblin. He felt the familiar psychokinetic force of the Inertial Armor wrapping around himself.
When everyone's minds started hearing the deep music emanate from the sword, Traveler was quick to say "Sorry about the music - it's inherent to the forging. It lasts less than three minutes."
Traveler prepared to fire an Energy Ray of Fire at the incoming dogs, if that was what they were.
Wazoo notices the changes in the environment and grabs his crossbow. He moves to the middle of the group for safety. When he hears the music of the sword, he shakes his head.
Swords should not make music. Wazoo should!
He mutters a bit and casts a spell.
"Thanks, this will allow me to save the use of my gun, if there is any ammunition in it."
Moving slowly, Jerrie shifts the book to one hand while drawing his dagger with the other. Several things to say come to mind, but he holds off, feeling their power and knowing he should wait.
Looking down the hall, you can see three strange, black shapes coming towards you down the hallway. They are slightly woo far away to tell what they are except that judging from their reptilian heads they are not dogs.
Wazoo grabs the Glass book with his off-hand and continues to cast Detect Magic, hoping to determin what the book does. He shouts at the others.
Book is magic! Keep Wazoo safe and he maybe finds what is going wrong!
The goblin jumped up and grabbed the glass book from Traveler's shirt. "Hey!" he protested. No time to do more than argue; the reptilian dog-things appeared to be coming closer. "It'd be nice if we had more fighters ready." the redhead muttered to the others.