These are connected to the fog. If Tariq could get his magic fingers to work, marring the runes will end the fog.
”Heh, or bring the damn roof down on us.”
The rogue brings out his tools and his Adamantine Kindjal.
”Lets just cross a few of those glyphs out and cross the key lines . . . “
Tariq crouches in the sand coating the floor of the tunnel and begins chiseling away at the heiroglyphs. The long, cryptic phrases promise death against all those who dare to disturb the faithful guard of the Sky Pharaoh's eternal rest.
As he chips away, he alters the careful phrases to a more friendly exhortation - the falcon becomes a dove, a priest's accusatory pointing hand becomes a welcoming wave.
The fumes receed from the tunnel slowly as air begins to circulate through and you find yourself smelling the stale air from inside the tomb - the smell of ancient papyrus and foul magic fills your nostrils.
Mighty nifty trapskills
”Well, that looks good. Let’s see if there are any other traps then move forward.”
As you move through the halls you find yourselves looking through hallway for more traps - there is a wide glyph sitting in the middle of the hallway designed carefully to hide below the acid fog. The glyph glimmers with the power of abjuration magic.
Hmm..Maybe to dispel protections?
”Wow, if you are right Noonan, that would have been a nasty ass suprise.”
”Lets see if I can turn this one off too.”
Tariq sets about his work using the tools of the trade.
Tariq works his magic and chisels away at the glyphs on the floor, trying to destroy the magical trap.
He chisels diligently against the stone to disrupt the intricate carving.
”What? Why are you guys looking at me like that for?”
Ba’set scents the air and shakes her head in a giant sneeze from the dust and lingering mist.
Noonan wonders if he has enough diamonds for a Raise Dead
Deep within the tomb you hear the plodding sound of stone footsteps prowling through the area deeper within.
After Tariq disarms the trap you find yourselves opening a door into the tomb itself: each wall of this hall is adorned by a bas-relief showing blindfolded, animal-headed men and women carrying offerings of tribute. The floor slopes downward slightly to the south.
”Blind folds! Are Medusa’s real?”
”Quick, what were the little statues again?”
I forget..
”Oh man, this might be the elemental. Sounds heavy like a pile of rocks.”
<<<sigh>>>
”Okay. I will try to sneak ahead and see what it is.”
Going as light footed as he can, Tariq uses his magical lenses to help him seek out danger.
I believe we have already used the lizard
Tariq walks further into the room looking for information but doesn't detect anything that would tell him if a medusa is present in the tomb.
As he walks further in a voice bellows out throughout the chamber in Anicent Osiriani: "You are not worthy to gaze upon the magnificent works of the Sky Pharaoh!"
”Oh Great One. I am here to gaze upon you. I understand you have remained here loyal for many thousands of years. I have often wondered if that is out of pure loyalty or the strength of what binds you to this place and now I can ask you myself.”
Tariq says, trying to see who or what is speaking and if there is any place he can hide.
Noonan stays ready
The voice seemed to come out of nowhere and yet all around you at once - there is no seeming source of the statement.
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”Hummmm, well, I guess we will have to see about that.”
Are there any doors out? Is the room featureless?
Hmm..Maybe we shut our eyes! Noonan does so.
”Noonan, do we have a way to see invisibility? Or something small you or Shad can summon that can? I wonder if something in here is invisible?”
[Ok, weirdly I got a notice today but not previously. Fun.[/ooc]
There's a door to the south Tariq.
Noonan, what do you do after you close your eyes?
Dwalindor there's no stonework that's noticeable besides the bas reliefs along the wall.
Shad cannot see invisibility.
Tariq closes his eyes and focuses on the pyramid of the Sky Pharaoh in his minds eye. Maybe the blackness is the night sky?
What the actual hell am I doing!?
Noonan imagines the hall before him.
You stand there picturing the long hallway but nothing happens - for long moments you only hear the breathing of yourselves in the long abandoned corridor.
There are no clues about another direction to go except to the door straight ahead - the tomb has long lain dormant in this faroff corner of Osirion hidden behind poison gas and the dangerous guardians of Hakotep.
”Noonan, you see any magical effects?”
”It might just be an old Magic Mouth spell.”
Tariq moves to check the door.
Noonan detects magic!
Watch it, a very strong aura of necromancy!
Walking up to about 10 feet from it. Checking for pressure plates or another trigger since this is the only obvious draw in the room, which makes it a perfect focal point for a trap!
As he moves he thinks of the types of undead this could be.
There's no undead you can think of that could be related to this but as you approach the end you feel a terrible pulling come over you - something is trying to pull the eyes from you skull!