GM Arkwright's Enduring Rise of the Runelords (Inactive)

Game Master Arkwright

As long as only one Medium creature at a time crosses the bridge, it should hold.

"It looks like it will hold if we cross one at a time." Spectrum said eying the bridge. "Still, I think precaution is advisable."

He took the short sword from Array and handed him a length of rope instead.

Then he passed the short sword to Reynard.

Array flew the rope to the other side of the ravine and looked for something sturdy to tie it to.

Isme simply flew across the ravine and waited for the others to cross.

Showoff.

If you are able to cast fly on yourself then you're all showoffs.

Reynard relays to the others what Gwen has told him about the Black Arrows' attack, then says "Well, we may as well get this over with." and carefully crosses the bridge.

The ravine is duly traversed- though with the final step upon it, it finally clatters and shakes and gives up the ghost, falling down to the bottom of the depression with a clatter.

Once everyone is across; no damage.

Where next?

Wyam looked back as the bridge fell. "No easy way back now."

Have the scouts check B15 but otherwise heading to the secret entrance/exit.

As everyone goes across, Isme reminds everyone to be cautious again, mostly in the form of sung rhymes that described an unnamed man's various gruesome and stupidity-induced deaths. Some of them involve the man wearing extremely heavy armor.

Careful Teamwork for 1 hour. +2 to Initiative, Perception, etc.

Once everyone is together, Isme leads the way, checking for traps as she peers ahead in both directions.

Perception: 1d20 + 16 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 16 + 2 = 27

What Wyam said for the order.

Wyam eyed Isme suspiciously as she sung a second verse about a heavily armored man.

"Cheeky Raven."

Glimmer's laughter sounded like rhythmic hissing.

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