Zimdoz looks over the materials.
Zimdoz indicates he’s ready to go, otherwise.
Zimdoz, the ledge (i'm assuming you mean the one in A3) looks out onto the beach you first arrived at, but there is nothing there.
Heading southwest, the temperature drops noticeably in this passageway, and a rime of white frost lines the walls and floor leading into the cavern beyond. What seems to be a light layer of brown dust carpets the cave floor beyond- a body of some sort sits slumped against the eastern wall.
Amon approaches the body to examine it.
When the party grabs Leetia's attention, she will stop observing the painting and follow behind.
Zimdoz, you can see by going onto the ledge that the body below is that of a human, it is a 10 foot drop down to it from the ledge
”Hey, take a look all, there’s brown dust at the bottom of this cave - does that seem odd to anyone else? And why is it so cold? And... what killed him? We’ve already fought animated mold, could that be more of it?
Zimdoz looks points out the dust to whoever might have knowledge (dungeoneering).
Leetia nods her head no. "I am not sure about anything right now. Isn't it all just weird?"
”Anyone got a bit of rope? Maybe we could pull that unfortunate fella up here without going into whatever that dust is. It could be Khonnir for all we know. Ugh, this place is disgusting.” Zimdoz shudders. ”Maybe I could poke it a bit and see who it is.” He grabs his longspear and attempts to poke the body with the blunt side to move it (if it is within range of the edge of the ledge) and look at the guy’s face.
You manage to move the body over, some of the mould flies into the air but you manage to avoid it. The body appears to be a male human wearing a masterwork chain shirt. As well as the mould in the cavern, the body is also covered in a strange red mould as well.
"Eww, more mold. I don't know who that is. Poor man." Leetia casts detect magic in the direction of the moldy man.
Alldur considers the molds for a moment, thinking if he knows what they are.
Alldur you are unable to recall anything about the mould, however you recognise the body of a human rogue called Gerrol Sonder, he was a member of Khonnir's expedition. You recall Gerrol recently asked a weaponsmith's daughter named Emelia Otterbie to marry him. Emelia would undoubtedly want to know Gerrol's fate.
Leetis, nothing detects as magical
"Well, I don't detect any magic down there." She kinda backs up letting her team know she doesn't really want to go down there, unless she has to.
'I think he was one of Khonnir's men. Gerry, Errol, Gary, something like that. Probably best if we can recover his body.' Alldur squats down at the edge and tries to figure out a way to safely get the corpse out of the mold.
You could probably pull it out of the first lot of mould by looping rope around the corpse's legs but it would still be covered in the second red sort of mould.
Alldur removes his waterskin and attempts to squirt a small amount of water onto the body, hoping to see if the mold can be washed off.
The water has no real effect
Amon approaches Alldur, checking if he can somehow help. His ability with aerokinesis, however, is still not advanced enough to be able to move the mold with pure air.
If we can't recover the body, maybe we can at least bring news of his destiny back to the town. - says the android, without much emotion - We should probably check for anything useful, then move on.
"Yes yes she would want to know. Yes, she deserves to know. I am ok to move on and remember this spot for later." Leetia appears to be a bit sad about all the death.
Jade you confirm the details re Gerrol
”Poor man... though this provides us with evidence that Khonnir passed through. Let us press on if we can not identity this mold.”
The ceiling of this vast chamber rises nearly thirty feet overhead. A five foot wide ledge runs along the western wall,sloping down to the cave floor ten feet below. Four ramshackle huts made of what appear to be strips of metal, hides and some sort of fibrous plant matter sit in the cave, while to the south yawns a dark pit.
Leetia wants to make sure she doesn't get ambushed and will stay on high alert.
Darkvision 10 ft.
I hush anyone approaching behind and point in the direction of the figures, but I don't do anything else other than observe.
Leetia jumps back, shocked it spoke to her. "Hold on!"
She looks back at her allies, "Guys, guys come here..."
Alldur approaches, squinting into the darkness ahead. A spell at his lips in case of treachery.
Amon goes with Alldur as well, approaching Leetia.
Zimdoz follows Leetia and the group. When the creature says “parlay” he stops and waits for someone more personable to respond.
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Leetia looks over the edge down at the individuals. "Um, excuse me... did you see a group of scientists come this way several days ago? They came here to investigate and has gone missing, I'm really worried." She starts to nervously rub her hands together.
"That does not seem like a wise idea. See these people are strangers to me, and you're even stranger..." She coughs. "I ment no offense, but I am not sure I'm ready to put myself in an even more invulnerable position. How about we all go? Including your guards."