"Tik'Klik!"
Spotting the spider Tik'klik assails it with arcane energy but hits only webs.
The moon spider shoots out thick webs at Barek restricting his movement.
Amadeen
Jorin
Barek
Johund
Tik'klik
Moon Spider -13, Evil Eye (-2 attack) 2/8 Rounds, Misfortune 1/2
Jorin will flurry at the moon spider
-1 for range penalties, 10' increment
-1 for range penalties, 10' increment
The first shot clips a web and loses its power but the second throw strikes home with Jorin giving a small cheer as it does. "Take that."
Edit: -1 to each attack given the range.
Johund drops a dagger ("I'll be back fer that"), then draws his sling, quickly loading and shooting a rock...
...that thuds softly into the web.
"Ya'know I've heard that some types actually pay to have this happen to them." Barek muses, "Don't think that big spiders feature in it though?"
Jorin hurls more objects at the spider, in a moment of instinct Barek snaps off a shot with his bow as he begins to feel the spider tug on the webs. The arrow sails into the spiders eye and it tumbles towards the floor. It takes a few minutes to hack through the webs.
The webs in this chamber hold two longswords (7gp 5sp each to sell), five daggers (1gp each to sell), and one hand axe, all rusty but still usable. There are 42 copper pieces amongst the webs.
"Tik'Klik..."
The golem again looks into it's hollow arm, and makes some sad sounding tik sounds before it slams it's forearm into the wall a couple of times, as if trying to loosen something up.
Then it's hand clicks back into a hand and stops being a cuff of rotating wooden chicklits. The golem then helps gather up things, eating the copper coins so they clank inside it's torso as they fall down from it's mouth.
Once done, he approaches the door to the south, and examines it carefully.
Tik'klik is able to open the door and observes a trap on the opposite side, it seems very similar to the one Jorin almost fell into. Now that ye can move across it without it collapsing thanks to Tik'klik ye can see a corridor turning to the west.
There are two doors on the southern side of this corridor and another behind a barred off section to the west.
Massive black iron gates bar the corridor, fashioned out of twisted, angular vertical bars that have sharp edges and are about a handspan apart, linked by welded crossbars. The gates have massive hinges set deep into the walls, and a heavy lock inside a welded box secures sliding bars that run into sockets in the floor and ceiling at the center of the corridor. Moreover, a black iron chain with links as thick as a human thumb wraps around the gates where they meet above and below the lockbox. The chain’s ends disappear into holes in the lockbox.
Amadeen looks at the chains and the huge lock and the bars.
"Methinks someone really didn't want whomever - or whatever - is in there to get out. Or to be taken."
She turns to the group with a grin.
"Of course, we absolutely should have a look inside."
She examines the array of security, seeking any weaknesses or way to bypass them.
Examining the strange gate Amadeen spots no obvious traps but it seems to be quite sturdy.
Amadeen continues
"Yup. It looks really, really sturdy. Tik, can you pick that lock?"
Johund picks up his dagger, wiping a bit of spidersilk off of the blade on his arm. He chuckles at Tik'Klik. "That's a handy contraption."
He takes a look at the lock, testing its strength.
"Nope..." He glances at the construct, mumbles a prayer and taps it on the head. "Try now."
Amadeen suddenly has a look of realisation.
"One moment."
Nothing appears to happen.
Tik may feel that much luckier.
"Now!" she exclaims excitedly.
Effect: The witch can grant a creature within 30 feet a bit of good luck for 1 round. The target can call upon this good luck once per round, allowing him to reroll any ability check, attack roll, saving throw, or skill check, taking the better result. He must decide to use this ability before the first roll is made. At 8th level and 16th level, the duration of this hex is extended by 1 round. Once a creature has benefited from the fortune hex, it cannot benefit from it again for 24 hours.
Jorin watches the others around the door for a minute than turns to survey the room. Pulling out an arrow he levers the webs aside as he moves about examining the spiders lair.
'I wonder how long it went between meals?', he thought, 'I know some spiders can go for months at a time but they are a lot smaller. I wonder does size have an effect on the time between eating?'
Jorin continues to consider the problems of how the spider fed itself in a small room, relying on people or beasts wandering through a locked door.
'Maybe there is another way in?'
It's a big spider, maybe it has supplemental sustenance, that glowing fungus.
"Tik'Klik."
Tik examines the gate for traps first, taking his time and going over it, especially after the last trap.
Once he's satisfied, his finger split open, and lockpicking tools extend out.
Seeing that Tik is taking his time, Amadeen decides to extend the good fortune she has bestowed upon him.
By without warning, beginning to cackle.
As Tik'klik goes to the first lockbox a ghostly hand comes from the bars to try to touch him.
As the hand connects he feels cold.
1 point of strength damage.
The ghostly hand does not reappear. Tik'klik finds the first lock box too difficult to open this time.
Jorin will try the second key if it exists in the lock.
Not knowing anything about locks Barek gathers up some of the drier webbing and starts idly braiding it together. Trying to see if it can be used as a rope?
"Tik'Klik!"
The golem watches the ghostly hand reach out, and he frowns, and begins to make annoyed tick and click sounds at it. Then the golem begins to pick the lock again.
Seeing that the lock is not yet open and that Tik is still working on it, Amadeen continues to cackle.
Barek things you could make spider silk rope out of this but there would definitely be a knack to it. Maybe once braided doing something so you could let go of it a bit easier because it currently keeps sticking. A coating of powder perhaps?
Jorin finds none of your keys will open any of the lockboxes as Amadeen cackles.
Once more the lock proves too much for Tik'klik's skill... it just might be beyond his skill to finesse...
...but there is brute force and other doors.
Sure, we can say it's crafting materials for 100ft of spider silk rope.
"Tik'klik"
Tik finally stops, and steps back. It's tools slide into it's hands, and it makes a sad "Tik Tik Kliiiiick.' Noise, then turns around and walks away from the door.
Tik'klik walks away from the gate.
Amadeen falls quiet for a moment and then speaks up.
"Perhaps that door to the west first? There might be a key to be found there."
She will soon begin walking west.
Johund stands before the western door, giving a look-see.
Johund notices no traps on the door that he can discern and it does not appear to be locked.
Unless someone more perceptive stops him, Johund opens the door...
Jorin doesn't spot any traps.
"Tick'Klik..."
The golem also moves over to help search.
Amadeen gets ready to move when the party is, keeping quiet.
Shabby, mold-covered tapestries hang from ceiling hooks, cloaking one wall of this chamber in faded forest hunting scenes. While probably of decent quality when new, they look sad now.
A plain wooden chair of massive construction stands centered before the tapestries, facing into the room. A large stone table stands against the eastern wall. Weapons and other items are neatly laid out on the table, as if displayed for sale in a shop.
A skeleton sits on the large wooden chair flanked by two others and a voice speaks "Who dares intrude upon my contemplations?"
Amadeen whispers to the others:
"It's not the skeletons speaking."
Much more loudly, she speaks up.
"I know you aren't one of those skeletons. Come out and let's talk!"
A sharp laugh peels through the air "Why should I? You haven't even answered my question. You are the invaders here, I have stayed my hand so far but my patience is not something I am known for."
"What does this guy want and why is he hiding over there"
Jorin tries to indicates where the speaker is hiding with his head without being seen.
"Tik'Klik?"
The golem listens to the voice, then the others, then the voice, and then steps forward toward the table.
"Tik ik tik ik ik ik. Ik tik tik. Tik ick ick tik it ti kit tik t'tik. Tik ik ik tik tik ik tik tik. Tik kik ik kit tik." It says to the skeletons.
"I do not know why I am here. I have not been given proper instruction sets. I am following these creatures hoping to find out what is going on."
Barek notices the Skeleton hiding behind the curtains and readies his morningstar. "Might as well come on out an talk." He suggests.
Mong is sniffing the seat skeletons curiously.
By the time Tik'klik takes his second step Jorin can see they skeletons are about to attack. Clearly they don't trust ye or seem keen on ye repositioning.
Jorin
Skeletons
Johund
Barek
Tik'klik
Amadeen
Amadeen gets caught up in looking around and talking and only notices the skeletons moving after everyone else.
Jorin runs in taking center position in the hall. Holding the torch in one hand he reaches for a bola and launches it at .
Barely in PBS
The torch in hand means my AC is 17 till I use it as a weapon.