GM Rednal's Rappan Athuk (Inactive)

Game Master Rednal

The liquid inside sloshes slightly as Kei pokes it, but otherwise doesn't react. It actually seems rather mundane - and unlike some parts of this complex, these rooms look like they're actually used by the inhabitants of this place.

"So, what is hiding in that liquid? Tip it out so we can get a good look."
Alamar looks around to make sure there are no other surprises in store.

Kei gives Alamar a sideways glance, not entirely comfortable with the suggestion. It doesn't stop him from trying it, though, as he knocks the spitoon onto its side with the butt of his staff.

The liquid pools out onto the floor... and lies there. Within the spitoon, kept at the bottom, is a golden chain with a ruby on its end. It looks reasonably valuable - jewelers, at least, would probably love to get their hands on it, given that it looks to be worth 300 GP or so.

"Is anyone else kinda disappointed that it didn't start eating it's way through the floor?" Brass glanced at the shiny with mild interest. It looked pretty enough, it had to be said. Still, it had been sitting in a spittoon filled with an unknown liquid...it needed a wash before it was worn or sold.

Kei lets out a breath he wasn't aware he was holding, before moving towards the other end of the room. He looks back at the others, before motioning to the next doorway.

The door in question seems to be unlocked.

Trapped? If not, I will open it."

Alamar will look for himself as well.

Perception 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (20) + 14 = 34

Not bad, but meaningless if it is a magical trap :)

The door in question seems to be untrapped, too. Contrary to popular belief, not everything in this place is a deathtrap.

lol, famous last words...

Satisfied that nothing bad would happen, Alamar opens the door while readying himself for any response.

*Amused look*

The door swung open to reveal a set of stairs heading down to the next level. Well... that had been easy enough, though if you headed down without exploring the rest of the level, who knew what dangers might follow you...?

Kei looks down the stairs, then looks back towards the hallway they'd come from. "More check, first! Then down!"

Brass nods. "If we could, I'd be coating the whole floor in Alchemist's fire before we left. As it is, I want the upper level done before we head down. Won't stop other nasties from moving in, but it can't hurt." She headed back towards the corridor.

"Yes, that's sensible, we can return here later."

The corridor, unsurprisingly, is as you left it - with the open chamber to the west and several doors to the east still unexplored.

Brass moved towards the nearest door that had yet to be opened, kneeling to examine it before picking any locks.

Trap Finding Perception: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (3) + 15 = 18

Disable Device: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (12) + 14 = 26

Heading into the next area (Room 8), you find a chamber that contains 20 smashed boxes and chests, though nothing of apparent value immediately jumps out at you. No monsters, either - which is arguably a much better result.

Perception 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (8) + 14 = 22

Alamar does a quick cursory search for anything of value.

Kei does the same, prodding some of the various piles of debris with the butt of his staff.

Perception: 1d20 + 21 ⇒ (4) + 21 = 25

As you knock the rubble around, a small vial drops out of the back and rolls slightly, gleaming with a dull light that slowly switches between beige and gray.

Brass bent over and picked up the vial. "So, who feels like taking a swig of this and seeing what happens? I vote 'not me'." She held the vial, watching as it changed colour. She was almost tempted to shake it, but although her medium was metal and machinery she knew enough about chemicals that some could explode when shaken hard.

Kei's eyebrows scrunch together in consternation. "Caw! No want!" he states, stepping away from the vial in Brass' hand.

"Well, that is an oversight. None of us have any skill in determining the magical properties of items?"

As a reminder, Psionics-Magic Transparency means that Detect Psionics works similarly to Detect Magic, and can be used to identify the properties of magic items via Spellcraft.

We are using those rules? I didn't realize. That makes this less terrifying.

Kei's eyes glow a soft purple as he tries to determine the nature of the vial.

Kei casts Detect Psionics (standard action) and maintains concentration to identify the potion.

Spellcraft: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (8) + 12 = 20

You're in a game with both magic and psionics. As far as I'm concerned, transparency should be a given. XD Much easier for everyone.

The results are inconclusive - whatever the magical effect is, it's strong enough that Iyashi can't get a bead on it. He'll have to try again some other time - or find someone else who can take a look at it.

Kei squawks frustratedly, shrugging his shoulders. "Not sure! Worry later!" he states, clearly interested in moving on.

"Right then, let's move forward." Alamar says as he proceeds down the corridor.
"We can try to determine what it does later."

*Glances at the map* Where would you like to go?

The door next to 8 looks like a solid place to start?

I believe 8 was the one we were just in. If not we can go there, if so we can go to the one next to it. Either way...

Brass moved to the door, performing the ritual of trap searching and disarmament.

Trap Finding Perception: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (1) + 15 = 16
Disable Device: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (4) + 14 = 18

Which door, exactly? You guys need to learn to be specific - this can and will matter in this place.

The door to the right of 8, that we haven't checked yet, is what I was referring to.

same

The door swings open to reveal a very long corridor. You can see one door to your left, about thirty feet down the hall. Otherwise, it seems fairly blank until a turn to the far right. There's also the other door right next to you, of course.

Kei points at the door on the left side of the hallway, squawking quietly. "Should check, then down hallway!" he suggests to the others.

Alamar moves to the other side of the door to protect that side as he waits for Brass to give the all clear for the door.

Nodding, Brass moved to the corridor's only door, examining it before opening.

Trap Sensing Perception: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (8) + 14 = 22
Disable Device: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (18) + 13 = 31

This door is different than all the others so far seen in the dungeon. It is finely crafted, made of ebony wood and bound with gold. The door has an obvious internal lock, also of fine quality. Strange runes are rudely carved in the door. Simply looking at them makes one uneasy - and Brass does need to pick the lock before opening it. It was quite a good lock, too - and she only just managed to get it open by the time she finished.

Beyond the ebony door is a richly-appointed anteroom. Runes and frescoes adorn the walls, depicting a heroic man in the prime of life fighting evil creatures. The last frame of the fresco, however, shows the same man kneeling before a black altar with a shadowy demonic figure above him. An intricately locked door, similar to the one just entered, appears to lead to a tomb beyond.

"This looks promising."
Alamar will help make sure there are no hidden surprises as they enter.

Perception: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (2) + 14 = 16

Ah, perception, always my downfall :)

"Is it me," Brass murmured as she stared at the last panel, "Or does that not look especially promising?" Tearing her eyes away from the wall, she checked the room with Alamar.

Perception: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (15) + 12 = 27

The inner door of this chamber is fancy, locked... and trapped, with what appears to be a poisoned needle ready to stab out at anyone who tries to pass inside.

Brass frowned. "O...K...so, apparently this is Saracek's tomb. It does the who his daddy was business too, but mostly it's warning us not to enter on pain of pain. And death. And melting." She glanced over at the others. "I kinda assumed this place would be deeper into the complex."

Kei makes an interesting face, once that clearly suggests he isn't all that intent on braving such a place just yet. "Keep check, come back. Careful!" he squawks, thoroughly content to simply continue exploring the first level of the dungeon.

"This is the first place we've come across that hasn't already been violated by looters. I think we should check it out."

Brass shrugged. "The doors locked, and trapped. Let me see if I can even get past those first. We can decide if we wanna go inside once we take a quick peek. Hopefully the terrifying gigalich on the otherside will be nice enough to wait for us to make a decision."'

Kneeling, and careful to avoid the needle even with her armour, Brass tried to open the door.

Trap Finding Perception For Bonus Traps: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (7) + 14 = 21
Disable Device: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (5) + 13 = 18

As Brass works to disable the trap, it springs - apparently, her efforts weren't quite good enough.

Melee: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (11) + 13 = 24

On the bright side? Poisoned needles can't get through armor very easily, and it broke against what Brass was wearing. So at least there was that. The door, on the other hand, was still locked.

Brass stared at the mark the needle had left, and the smear of poison. "People always says, 'Why do you wear full plate when you disable traps, Brass?' And I say 'So when I screw up I don't die horribly, gurgling on my own suddenly liquified internal organs." Taking a moment to clean off the remains of the poison and discard the rag, Brass attempted it again.

Disable Deice: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (6) + 13 = 19

Oh, come on, really dice roller?

The door remains firmly locked.

Brass swore in Infernal as the door refused to play. "Yeah, OK, you think you're big and clever you bastard? How about I 'pick' you with the damned hammer? How about that, huh? Think you'll be so smart then?" Muttering to herself, she tried once more.

Disable Device: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (14) + 13 = 27