Yoon's idea is exactly what it takes. Individually the levers don't do anything, but all 4 at once causes the portcullis to raise on the east side.
Beyond is another spiral staircase leading ever further down. It eventually pours out into a hallway. This long hallway stretches sixty feet east to west between two spiral staircases. The walls of this hall contain deep notches and cuts at five-foot intervals, and a lever lies in the down position beside the western staircase. Skeletal remains litter the floor, and among them rests the recently slain corpse of an elf, his arms torn off and several feet from the body.
"Wow, the one that did that must be tough!" says Crowe, astonished.
"Do you think it's a beast or it's the lever who does that? Must be a tough lever..."
"Hmm, not sure. Maybe you could examine the wounds, Kyra?"
"Maybe the elf carried something interesting." Yoon grabs his legs and pulls him closer, then goes through his pockets. "Waste not, want not."
"Um, that 'no arms' thing is kinda gross. If we let him rot down here, it'll just invite the rats. Anyone mind if we burn the body?"
Throughout all of this, she keeps looking back at the lever. Levers are meant to be pulled, right?
Sorry guys, I'm back.
Jal, you're the first to post something about going down the hall. Just as you see the scene in the hall a man on the far end lets go of the crossbow bolt he's been saving:
Baddies:
Yoon:
Jal:
Kyra:
Crowe:
He then reloads and takes another shot:
All good guys go!
The narrow hallway, regular slits, and the clutter of sliced bodies makes the function of the hall pretty clear in Yoon's mind.
"Hold up, everyone, don't go down there yet."
Yoon squeezes forward down the stairs, double checks to make sure her companions are out of the way, and yanks the lever.
"Damn these narrow passages!" Kyra says, zapping Jal with another shot from her healing wand.
"I don't think you're supposed to say that word in front of an eight-year-old," Yoon giggles. "I mean, 'pyro' isn't very polite, is it?!" Her eyes are a bit mocking.
Yoon slides down the stairs, and joins Jal behind the shield.
She peeks over the top, and shoots fire.
Yoon pats Jal on the head. "Only if you survive. If not, you can say what you like."
"Although an ‘ass-mouth’ sounds a bit awkward, doncha think?"
Kyra rushes and heals Jal, who is bleeding profusely.
Yoon, in the midst of admonishing Jal nails the man with mental fire.
Jal bravely put sup a total defense, shielding the young one (and Kyra.)
Crowe to finish the round. (I'll let a PC bot, but I shouldn't do it.)
Janks: 10
BOT: Crowe charges down the hall, raging and drawing his weapon (if it's not already out), and overrunning the enemy, trying to get between him and the lever.
Crowe barrels down the hall, headed straight towards a foe who looks... ready. Just before arriving, the source of that confidence is revealed as Crowe steps on a pressure plate releasing an axe from the ceiling. When that only slows the charge down, the enemy's eyes grow wide. The man, armed only with the crossbow tries to smash the Bloodrager with it , and nails him for . Still, the jig is up and Crowe makes it past him.
The thug turns his back on the rest of the party and focusing on Crowe. He draws a shortsword and stabs at Crowe . the charge leaves him vulnerable, but his defenses hold.
Good guys up.
BOT: Crowe, still raging from the hurt (and the other hurt, and the other hurt) brings down his weapon, two-handed, in a mighty chop.
Yoon gathers power, heat and light building around her in a wide nimbus, before letting the energy loose in the direction of the thug.
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Kyra taps Jal with the wand a second before be runs off. Barreling down the hall Jal slides in with a nasty trip attack. The attempt is a little awkward, and the foe drives his shortsword down at the slayer , but can't connect. The tactic works and the man hits the ground with a heavy thud a moment before the earthbreaker shatters his ribs. Spitting and coughing blood. Before he even has time to contemplate his fate, a fire engulfs the last of him.
out of initiative.
"Now can we check for shinies?" asks Yoon. "And will someone put that guy out?" she says, waving at the burning thug. "He's not supposed to smoke indoors."
BOT: Crow drops out of rage , and is fatigued. He looks longingly at Kyra's healing, before grunting and wandering West to 'walk it off'.
"You guys wanna hurry up and get out of the way? I'm sure this lever does something interesting." He pauses, waiting for the rest to finish.
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Jal restows his shield with a painful grimace as he wipes the guts of yet another thug off himself. "Big guy, I think you missed your calling. Is 'guts painting' a thing? Cause your coating this place really nicely with pretty much everyone you hit with that hammer."
As he waits for Kyra to come patch himself and Crowe up, Jal kicks at the remaining flames of Yoon's most recent pyro-victim. "Lookin' for shinnies it is." Then he carefully picks through the man's clothes and gear, looking for anything useful.
Jal then searches he remains of the elf, looking for anything useful there before movin on to the task of progressing further into the vaults.
Despite being used as a club, his heavy crossbow is of exceptional make, as is his breastplate. He had two potions which thankfully escaped Crowe's ire. By him is a bag with ingots of pure gold. It has the family crest on them. If it's payment or plunder, you can't tell. Th lever, once pulled, resets the axe trap. The poor body in the middle of the hall has nothing of import.
No sound comes from the staircase down.
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The first is a CMW. The second looks identical, but Jal can't confirm by taste.
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When Jal states his indecision about the second potion, Crowe gives it a try.
Crowe confirms that this is also a potion of CMW.
Jal tries to sneak downstairs, but the stairs open to a large room. Across the far side are a pair of guards who are watching the stairs. Despite the utter lack of hiding places, they don't shoot right away. Instead, they shout out "How in the hells did you guys get by that rat bastard Janks?" They still raise their crossbows, "Either get your ass outa here or lay down your arms."
Crowe's grin becomes larger as the guards leave the group little options. He waits nevertheless to see if someone wants to negotiate with the guards.
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"What are the odds?" Jal responds with a practiced casualness. "I was gonna make you the same offer." He gives the men a considering look. "But I'm feeling generous. Leave now and I'll give you each 50 gold." He shrugs, then smirks. "That's a fantastic offer, considering the alternative is having the Big Guy here paint the walls with your brains ... ya know, like he did with your boy Janks back there."
"Huh? How can I lay down my arms without laying the rest of me down?" a little eight-year-old's voice asks.
"Ooohh, he means our weapons. Maybe they'd feel better if I let them borrow mine." She pokes her head down the stairs.
"See? Show of good faith. I promise not to hit you with my club. Especially if you leave." Yoon's casually tosses her club over the stairs railing to the lower level. She waves and smiles at the guys with the crossbows, and starts marching down the stairs, unarmed.
"Jal there is super protective of me. Figures that anyone who would hurt a little kid is super-evil. Like, ‘monster-under-the-bed’ evil, or ‘demi-lich’ evil, ya' know?" She jabbers and talks, keeping the mooks off guard.
"Hey, did you want to see Gom-Gom before you go? He's my pet owlbear."
"You guys got that slave driving S-O-B? Well, We'll take your deal, no skin off our backs. That's a mighty fine offer."
Both men lower their arms (though they look to give the psychotic child a wide berth.) As they're half way across the room to the stairs out a half dozen skeletons erupt out of coffins along the perimeter. The skeletons burst into flame and move to attack! The two guards are having none of it and look like they're going to run for their lives.
Baddies:
Yoon:
Jal:
Kyra:
Crowe:
Guards:
The skeletons attack the guards from behind with broken scimitars:
The blue guards screams in pain as a burning wound opens across his back
Guards: RUN AWAY
Skeleton: Attack
Good guys Go!
Blue: 2
Yoon, stifling her amusement that the guard were trying to keep their distance, gathers power. Her arms flow in complex motions as light and fire and noise builds around her for 20'. She steps forward, and releases the energy the already burning skeletons. Her skin glows with fire from the effort.
With the undead afoot, Kyra wastes no time; rushing forward, raising her silver holy symbol high overhead. A burst of blinding light explodes from the medallion, washing over the undead menace.
“Begone, foul abominations! The light of Sarenrae smites you!"
Whenever you channel positive energy to harm undead creatures, add your cleric level to the damage dealt. Undead do not add their channel resistance to their saves when you channel positive energy.
"Oh, Kyra, I could almost hug you," Yoon sighs.
The guards stare in shock at Yoon's display of power. The skeletons are less than impressed, as they are already aflame. Still, the guards just want OUT. When Kyra comes in the tides turn.
Instantly.
The fury of Sarenrae is resolute and the skeletons shatter. The guards, awed by the display run screaming out, never stopping for the gold promised to them.
Out of combat.
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Nothing here matches the description. The door beyond seems especially well crafted for a crypt though.
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Jal thinks the door is safe, and it's unlocked, but he does heat some shuffling just on the other side.
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Yoon picks up her club and stows it. "It probably helped that I softened 'em for ya', huh?"
As Jal gets ready to open the door, Yoon again begins to gather power.