Sigrun will continue into the stable to have a look around, in that case. If nothing else pops out, she'll have a look at the horse and try and calm it down - maybe finding some sugar treats laying around, for example.
Sigrun, An expansive smithy is set up in the west end of the stable, one
corner of it occupied by a small cot and a neat pile of clothing. To
the east stretch a number of stalls for horses and other animals. It looks like this is where the mute would sleep, but he's no where to be found. Are you going to check the horse's stable while he's still bucking and kicking?
As you brave the stable with the wild horse. 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5 you stumble and thrash as the horse continues to panic. With solid concentration, you manage to protect yourself, but then the commotion in the stall causes the support of a nearby shelf to give way. An avalanche of bricks rains down upon your both. You take 2d6 ⇒ (6, 2) = 8REF for half:1d20 + 5 ⇒ (10) + 5 = 15 4 points of damage. When the dust settles, the horse 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 1 = 20 is.... the horse.... it's not real! You now see the illusion for what it is.
"Oof!" Sigrun grunts as the bricks rain down upon her, but luckily she manages to avoid the worst of it beneath her readied shield. She stares at the semi-transparent outline of the horse in confusion for a few moments, and frowns darkly. Trusting in her gut feeling that something was up, she begins to search around the horse's stall looking for anything out of place.
Sigrun smirks to herself. "Bingo." She then "pats" the horse and waltzes on outta there.
She has a look around for everyone, telling them in hushed tones that she'd like to speak with them privately... given the confines of their rooms in the inn, Sig will relay what she found there in the stables.
"There's an illusory horse that's bucking and neighing to keep people out of its stall, but right beneath it is a trap door. I didn't look inside, but I bet that's where we'll find our dwarves."
Female Human Ninja 1 (HP 9/9, AC 16, touch 13, flat-footed 13, CMD 15/12, CMB +2, F+1, R+5, W+0, Init +3, Per +4, SM +4)
Kageko nods at Khamul. "While that is less a concern for some of us than for others, I'm inclined to concur -- without knowing what we may encounter it would be prudent for us all to be rested and at our best."
She considers some more, then adds, "That said, if we get up as early in the morning as we can arrange, we might be able to get in, accomplish our mission, and be well on our way back upriver before the rest of the inn wakes and realizes we're gone..."
Khamul, I thought we rested on the ship after the drake attack and before we arrived here? You should have all your spells back.
"I don't know if we really have the time to just wait around," Sigrun says with a frown. "I mean, we're talking about people being kidnapped. Who knows how long they'll be kept alive. We don't know how long they've been without food or water either."
Female Human Ninja 1 (HP 9/9, AC 16, touch 13, flat-footed 13, CMD 15/12, CMB +2, F+1, R+5, W+0, Init +3, Per +4, SM +4)
Kageko will still advocate getting an abbreviated night's sleep and making our move very early in the morning when any potential night guards will be at their lowest ebb and looking forward to getting relieved in just a few more hours...
Sigrun sleeps for only the briefest of spurts, awakening well before the time they planned to act. She leaves her room briefly, ostensibly headed for the bathroom but mostly intent on scoping out if anyone was awake at this hour. When she returns to her room, she quickly adorns her armour and straps up for combat.
My apologies guys. Seeing as I've lived my whole life within 50 miles of Boston, last night was a late one... I'm giving a test at school today, and will get up and running around 5 pm EST. Meanwhile the action will pick up as the party descends into the trap door. Everyone needs to give me a Stealth and Perception check (Sigrun you can keep your 26.) I'll "see" you guys later.
A wooden ladder in the southeast corner descends from above into this untidy chamber. Some pieces of broken furniture lie scattered across the floor, along with some soiled clothing. An oaken door is to the west and a corridor leads north. Map is updated.
Female Human Ninja 1 (HP 9/9, AC 16, touch 13, flat-footed 13, CMD 15/12, CMB +2, F+1, R+5, W+0, Init +3, Per +4, SM +4)
Kageko shrugs. "Besides, unless that door is remarkably soundproof anyone behind it already knows we're here after the racket you made coming down..." she points out.
This area is bare save for a rickety side table and chair set against the north wall. A set of keys lies on the table, alongside a browned, half-eaten apple, stale crust of bread, and dull paring knife. Ironbound oaken doors lie on the eastern and western walls, and a door-lined corridor stretches to the south.
Male Human Exiled Blood Lord 6 | HP 45/45 temp: 10/10 | AC 15 T 11 FF 14 | CMD 17 | F+5 R+2 W+3 (+1 fear) | Init +1 | Perc -1 | command 6/6 | touch 6/6 | bond 0/1
Khamul grabs the keys and pockets them. "Someone's been down here recently, and bringing food down here too. I think our dwarven friends are nearby." Khamul whispers. He motions to the party to head down the corridor and begins leading the way.
"Let's check the doors as we go," Sigrun suggests, jerking her head towards the topmost door directly in front of them. "Better to not have enemies leap out from behind us."
