”These doormen, eeer mummies, are quite dangerous.”
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Tariq corners the monster with Dwalindor's help and slashes and jabs at it repeatedly, trying to destroy the monster - but the monster stays up until Dwalindor brings his hammer down on top of the head of the mummy to pulverize it into the dust.
The echo of the blows carries down the hallway but leaves you in quiet - the hallway itself beckons you forward.
”That’s a magnificent bow, but I can’t bend the limbs, you’d better take it Dwali. We can load up the rest of this stuff for gold.”
<<<rummage rummage>>>
”Hum. Look at this Noonan and Shad.”
He holds them up.
”What are these stone fang looking things though? Some kind of keys or what?”
Hmmm... Noonan casts Detect Magic on the fangs
You are uncertain as to the nature of the item Noonan, but it is possible that it is a device used to manipulate an emplaced item - possibly within the pyramid.
A hieroglyphic message formed from thousands of tiny, vibrantly colored feathers runs across the top of a magnificent mural on the north wall of this corridor. The mural depicts a line of Ancient Osiriani warriors and leaders all peering skyward, as if to read the message writ in plumage in the heavens above.
“Those who gave the gift of uncompromised service to the Sky Pharaoh are known to him and blessed with _____.”
Hmm..Made to manipulate a device. In the pyramid I reckon, so we have ourselves some keys.
Noonan, as you stare at the mural you see a dirty part of the wall and carefully brush it away - a hieroglyph lay beneath the dirt under the observers - the Ancient Osiriani word for "death".
Perhaps this portion of the hieroglyph is a trigger to start something inside - or stop it.
Hieroglyph here. Old word for 'Death'. So this could be a trigger to start or stop something inside.
Tariq, perhaps you can work your magic fingers on this?
”Help me Eternal God Pharoah.”
Tariq makes signs over himself before he attempts to disarm or disable the device.
”I think I got the kill switch, er, one way or another. . . Um, Noonan. You have more flying spells right? I mean. We are kinda far off of the ground.”
”Help me Eternal God Pharoah.”
Tariq makes signs over himself before he attempts to disarm or disable the device.
”I think I got the kill switch, er, one way or another. . . Um, Noonan. You have more flying spells right? I mean. We are kinda far off of the ground.”
”Can you hit me with the heal wand, you know? Just in case.”
My Wind Walk spell lasts for hours still So we are still flying
Noonan bashes Tariq with the wand
Noonan then turns misty and follows the others. If the floor opens up, someone has to survive and bring them all back.
Tariq spends a good deal of time looking over the hallway then borrows some esoteric components and begins to draw intricate patterns over the walls to interfere with the magical trap placed in the hallway.
He's not sure what it does - something about acid and a fancy, silly sounding equation - but he's pretty certain it's disabled.
Got out plenty I think. Staying inside is sounding rather good these days. Less swords to the face.
”Well I disabled the . . . Uh, um, the acid compendium, equilateral math thingy-mah-bob spell trap, um over here. So we can proceed with confidence!”
He sweeps a hand over the peacock plume of his turbin.
Noonan reforms and follows the others down the hall
The corridor has a short passageway into an unilluminated room and a passage that stretches east.
North it is
The room to the west has a statue sitting at the back of it, the path to the east shifts from worked stone to some sort of strange, curnving tunnel that shifts back and and forth in the stone (not as in moving, as in zigzagging slightly).
In neither direction do you see enemies lurking.
Hmmm..Possible linked trap?
Go get it, Tariq!
I think he went off to find his destiny
”Um yes! Investigate . . . What do we have here . . .”
”Give me a moment here . . . I’ll have your answer soon. . . “
He produces a black sphere with a white encircled number 8 on it.
A life-sized stone statue of a resplendent Osirian woman dressed in lamellar armor with a khopesh at her side, her hands resting at her hips, stands at the far end of this otherwise empty chamber. The sculptor seems to have demonstrated a clear aura of command in stone form.
Noonan eyeballs the statue
The statue does not have any religious significance but it is surprisingly unweathered for stone its age.
”Hello, who are you? Let’s see for the time frame and taking into account the accessories . . .”
Looks rather well kept. Hm...Might be someone close to runs this pyramid.