With the round mound of sound dead, Kyson will move into the room and cast Detect Magic. He will spend some time slowly looking about, collecting treasure and looking for magic.
"I wonder what it was doing here."
"It was obviously waiting for a man of Silvio's caliber to come and dispatch it from this world. All other motives are unimportant", Silvio explains then looks down at his torn tunic. "It proved a worthy foe, even drawing blood once or twice. Do you have some of that magic to close Silvio's wounds and we shall be back to exploring in no time at all."
"It was obviously waiting for a man of Silvio's caliber to come and dispatch it from this world. All other motives are unimportant"
"Oh yes, I'm *sure* that must be it." Khazmia rolls her eyes and helps search.
The platinum bracelet in particular catches her attention, as her work on rings has fared so poorly of late. Perhaps something bigger would be better...
"I reckon they were married", butts in Sekathral. "That thing" - he gestures at the dead mouther - "Sounded just like my wife when she was pissed off at me. She could spit dead in yer eye at 50 paces, too"
He thinks for a moment, looking slightly concerned. "Here, Silvio - you didn't notice whether it had red hair or not when it was eating you, did you? *I* thought she ran off to Eleder with a tanner, but... Ah, ***k it."
"I suspect the basilizard stayed outside and this thing stayed inside. Perhaps it can move around down in that well?"
Moving into the other non-collapsed entrance, you find a 10-foot-wide, 50-foot-long landing that overlooks a larger chamber to the north, accessible by a short flight of downward-sloping stairs. The entrance to the larger room is framed by dozens of skeletons carved into the 50-foot-wide arch, their bones intertwined with hundreds of carved snakes. Unnerving ripples of black smoke slither and dance among the carvings.
This archway marks the entrance to the ancient Olman land of the dead, marking the chambers beyond as an ancient crypt, or perhaps a place where priests prepared the dead for their journey into the afterlife.
Beyond that, it's too dark for most of you to see, as the light from outside only extends so far.
The floor of the large chamber at the bottom of the stairs once contained a breathtaking carving of an ancient city, yet time has taken its toll on the map-like carving, reducing it to a tangled mess that, ironically, almost seems to reflect ruined Tamoachan above. The walls are decorated with brightly colored frescoes depicting a royal court in ceremonial garb and a king arrayed with his magnificent armies. Pathways wind through the ruins, affording a twisting route through the rubble. In the center of the room is a wide plaza, in the middle of which rests a low stone table.
Feeling the oppressive darkness, Kyson focuses on the prayer given to him by Sarenrae that morning.
Kast casts Discovery Torch and allows the warming light of Sarenrae into the room (touching his shield), but immediately wishes he hadn't and stops short.
"Do I even want to see all this?" Kast asks, but looks around nonetheless.
Know Religion
Silvio thanks Zstelian for the healing and turns his attention to the other tunnel. "Haha, Sekathral you jester. Silvio would have noticed if it was a lady with red hair. Not as much now that Silvio is in the company of the lovely lady Liamae, but a fiery red haired lady is hard to ignore", he laughs.
The chelaxian lights the way with his light enhanced sword and produces a manly "aah" the the light revels the floor carvings. "What city is this?" he asks as he moves up to the stone table.
Round 1
Silvio, you get a chill up your spine as you step through.
Silvio jumps to attention as the chill runs down his spine. "There is a breeze of evil runnig through this place", he warns.
"I always feel that way " Kyson replies to Silvio as he enters to bring the magical light closer. He stops 15' away.
Will save
"Urol, is this what you wanted to explore?"
Round 1
"Oh come on, it's not that bad."
"Oh, yes, it's fascinating," the gnome says, his eyes wide as he looks around and his hands fumbling in his pouches for a quill, ink and his notebook.
Round 1
Sekathral agrees with Khaz.
"Lot of bloody fuss about nothing"
Kyson looks around for two rounds.
Perception
Perception
Round 3
A wall of fire suddenly springs to life along the length of the southern wall, crackling as it sends a wave of heat through the chamber and blocks your escape. Even worse, it suddenly begins moving to the north!
Khazmia:
Kyson:
Sekathral:
Zstelian:
Urol:
Kyson takes 3 flame damage; Sekathral takes 5[
Please give me Round 3 actions.
Round 3
Kyson startles and someone behind him brings a bigger, hotter light into the room.
"Hey! Watch i....oh poopsies!" Kyson's tone changes from alarm to burning hurt.
Nice wall of fire. Wish I could so that. Sarenrae? Maybe someday?
Maybe.
Kyson, unwilling to be rushed anyplace, casts Resist Energy (fire) on himself.
Kyson runs out through the wall back to where they came.
If he survives, he'll tell the party: "I lived! Come here if you think you'll live. I'll heal you!"
"No, not that way! To the east, follow Silvio!", the chelaxian calls and moves towards the vent. He stops at the tunnel entrance to make sure that everyone else gets through.
Khaz looks at the others, then at the fire. "Perhaps it is a test from Our Beautiful Lady?! I will NOT fail her!" Taking a deep breath, she dives through the fire to stand with Kyson.
Round 4
As Zstelian, Silvio, Sekathral and Urol rush to the hole in the wall to the east, Kyson steps through the fiery wall, which burns horribly even despite Sarenrae's protection.
Despite his cries, Khazmia follows suit, the smell of burning half-orc flesh filling the chamber as her skin quickly blisters in the intense heat.
The flame continues inexorably toward the north wall, moving a couple of feet a second .
To the east, the tunnel appears to be a natural vent through the stone rather than a constructed entrance. It will likely be a squeeze for everyone but Urol, but you think you can continue through it.
"Oooh, fascinating," Urol exclaims. "We can go deeper."
He looks back over their shoulder. "I do hope they're OK over there. It sounded painful," before trying to push around Zstelian down the tunnel.
Round 4
"Wow, fire is hot, Khaz!" Kyson says while trying to put himself out. *blow* *blow*
"Well, did you want to do that again? I mean, that was pretty neat! We jumped through fire!" Kyson smiles excitedly, as if he can't believe he did that. "I wonder what the others are doing. I hope they are smart like we are."
Kyson draws his wand of CLW and taps Khaz with it.
"This will take some of the sting off while we wait for the wall to go away."
Healing
Khaz's eyes tear up with the blessing of her goddes. Her skin, scorched and blackened in spots will be a mark of her faith.
"I...yes, it is, Kyson." She grits her teeth to stay upright, but can't help the sigh of relief that comes with the soothing healing of the wand.
"We should probably go look after them, I suppose. But could you possibly hit me with that wand one more time before we go? Not that I don't appreciate Our Lady's Grace, but beyond this point could be anything."
Silvio looks indecisively between the oncoming wall of fire and the small vent.
Silvio dives into the vent as the wall of fire gets dangerously close. "Silvio heard Kyson and Khazmia talking on the other side. They seem to be fine", he informs the others.
Silvio looks at the raging wall of fire hesitantly. Finally he steals himself and says: "Silvio can't leave them there. Silvio will be fight back." Then he drags his tunic over his head to shield his hair and skin and leap through the flames.
"Let the gnome go first, mate", Sekathral says to Zstelian, encouraging Urol with a gentle nudge from his boot.
After that, he'll squeeze down the vent when it's his turn.
Silvio, you're about to dive back through the fire when you hear Khazmia and Kyson. After another few moments, the wall passes your place of refuge, continuing on to the northern wall, and you can see their blackened forms.
As Sekathral, Zstelian and Urol continue on, they find the vent empties into a room with walls covered with eroded glyphs and heiroglyphic images depicting what appear to be batlike creatures feasting on humanoids. The eastern wall beyond a low archway in the room consists of a strangely out of place sheet of iron.
It appears to be the result of a wall of iron spell.
"Kyson and the lady Khazmia is alright", Silvio responds then waves at the two others to come to the vent. "That was very foolish of you. Fire is not something to be trifled with. If it is fire like Silvio's passion for life, then it should be embraced and nutured. But if it is a wall of fire manifesting out of nothing, then it should be respected and not played with! You of all should know that. Your goddess, the lady Sarenrae, has talents with fire. Silvio would guess that you put her in the first category. As Silvio understands it she has a very nice form.", he says and trails off. "Where was Silvio? Yes, the way forward to adventure lies here through this vent. We must hurry and catch up with our companions!"
"Uh, we're fine! Fire is hot! But we're okay." Kyson informs Silvio, then turns to Khaz. "Are you sure you don't want to do that again? We defied fire and death!"
Then, looking at his own burns, decides that's not a very good idea.
"We'll wait here until we can catch up. I wonder how they are seeing without our light...oh yeah, the wall of fire. Duh."
The wall of fire continues on to the north wall, where it goes out.
Kyson hits Khaz again with the wand.
healing
Then hits himself once:
healing
"C'mon Khaz, let's catch up."
Kyson falls in behind the others.
Silvio strides into the chamber with Kyson and Khazmia in tow . He looks at the images and strokes his chin thoughtfully. "So, what is Silvio looking at?"
"Thanks, Kyson. Let us put it to good use, then."
Khazmia follows Kyson.
The vent empties into a room with walls covered with eroded glyphs and heiroglyphic images depicting what appear to be batlike creatures feasting on humanoids. The eastern wall beyond a low archway in the room consists of a strangely out of place sheet of iron.
It appears to be the result of a wall of iron spell.
"Fascinating. It appears to depict some ancient battle. Though that doesn't seem like it fits in," Urol says, looking at the wall and shaking his head. "Do we think we can get past it?"
Kyson steps delicately into the room, carrying his magic light ahead of him.
My light is pretty cool. Sarenrae blesses me.
Kyson examines the wall.
Spellcraft
"Oh wow! This is one of them IronWalls! A magic thing! NEAT! We should be able to push it over or bash through it. In theory. Uh...I wish Dargon were here."
Khaz gives a delicate *snif* at Dargon's name. "I miss him too."
"I've got some acid", volunteers Sekathral. "It ain't going to do much of a number of that thing, but it might weaken it. Failing that, there might be a way around it..."
You don't see any other way around it, but you can break through it if you want.
Kyson looks at Zstelian's sword.
"You could try. Maybe you could hack through it while *someone*," Kyson's gaze goes to Sekathral. "...someone should climb on top and see if it can be tipped."
Kyson feels around in his backpack.
"I think I might have a shovel or something. We can dig under it, maybe?"
Kyson fails to find a shovel.
"Does anyone have a digging thing?"
Kyson begins to look for some wood to dig with.
Sekathral nods at Kyson, then takes out his phial of acid.
"Here, K... ", he begins, then thinks about what he's doing and turns suddenly away from the cleric, "Er, Zstelian. Take this and pour it all over the wall before you ruin yer bill. You might want to step back a bit while it does its business.Then, Grab Silvio by the ankles, take a bit of a run-up and slam him against it head-first a couple of times. That'll do it"
He looks dubiously at the wall.
"I can try to climb over it, mate, but I'm buggered if I'm having that thing fall on top of me if it can be bloody well tipped. Still, I'll try anything once."