+2 against humans.
Gwen looks at her companions to see if they're ready. Once they nod, she carefully opens the door.
Borden readies himself.
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The nauseating mixture of decay and strange chemicals fills the air of this large room. Glinting saws, pliers, long stitching needles, and other surgical equipment are organized on shelves and benches along the walls.
A sturdy wooden table in the center of the room supports a large humanoid shape—a thing stitched together from a patchwork of dozens of different bodies. The thing would stand nearly seven feet tall if it rose.
Off to the left there are two tunnels one heading North-East and the other roughly South, they turn too tightly for you to see how far they go.
Basil wrinkles his nose in disgust.
"What charming decor they have in here... Which way now?"
Erik remains behind Basil, and scrunches up his face. The worst part of all this is how he's starting to get used to all this gruesome horror.
As Rojerick follows the group, he nearly walks into Erik. Moving his way around the wizard, he walks up to the thing and gives it a poke with his sword. "I don't think it's...alive, but one way or another I think we'll need its head. I think it matches the description we were given?"
Heeey... you could be right. Lets come back for it later, he says unpreturbed.
South?, Borden hedges.
"I say we grab it now while we still can," says Erik, moving to remove it and stow it away with the other body parts. "You never know how much of a rush we'll be in when we decide to leave. I'd hate to have to come back because we were forced into a hasty retreat."
So saying, Erik draws his dagger and cuts the binds that tethers the head to the neck, then with an expression of disgust drops it in a sack. "It would be so bad were it not for their indiscriminate mixing and matching of body parts..." he mutters.
Well thats that - lets head south
"Wait just a moment"
Gwen chops off the arms of the thing... just to be on the safe side.
"There, that's better. Let's go, I wish to leave this disgusting thing behind me as soon as possible. I swear I'm about to retch!"
Same procedure, scan for traps, listen for sounds from inside, etc.
+2 against humans
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Again, the door seems innocuous, and opens easily. Two wide, freestanding bookshelves stand in this room, the shelves filled with row upon row of tomes and scrolls.
large number of books about diseases and plagues here as well.
Two of the scrolls stand out as being magical to anyone with any experience of such things.
Basil remains largely oblivious, but for once, notices *something* a little unusual.
"Hey! Another secret door..."
"Huh? What? Where?"
Roj finds himself far too busy watching for more foes to pay attention to the rest of the room.
Lots of very messed up and dark books here - a few in here seem medical. Hey? A secret door? Oh yeah. Well spotted.
Borden as an ex pathfinder ... Well failed pathfinder... Knows the worth of knowledge.
Lets come back for these books and stuff later, he says but afraid others may burn the books gathers up several tomes on diseases and anatomy just in case.
With a shrug, Basil picks up the scrolls.
"Well then, shall we try the remaining corridor?"
Erik remains silent and in the back, feeling oppressed by the constant stench of death, his own lack of magic, and the gruesome nature of their quest.
Lets check this secret door first?
Borden moves to open the secret door.
Roj readies his shield and scimitar, moving behind Borden. "Be careful. There's no telling what's back there; could be another of those stitched-up abominations."
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There's a slight draft from the corridor as Bordan opens it.
Eric snags the two magical scrolls as they head out, and walking int he back, quickly cracks them open to get a sense of what they might contain.
Who's going in?
Seeing the others hesitate, Roj sets his shield and heads off. As he squeezes through and opens the door, he turns back to the party. "Have we been here before?"
No idea but lead on, Borden follows behind Roj.
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Following the corridor North-ish, leads to a small rectangular chamber, with a corridor off to the East. This chamber holds a large fourposter
bed and a simple writing desk, along with a full-length mirror propped up against one earthen wall.
Basil gives the room a cursory glance, before taking up a guard position as he waits for others better suited at searching to look-over the room.
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This room seems clear of anything of interest, it's just a bedroom. What's the plan? You have another room to the East through a short corridor. Or go back to some of the ones you have bypassed for whatever reason.
You have folks needing help to get out, and I don't think you've got a central list of what you've found in here (which is quite important to why you are here....).
Lets have some discussion and the forming of a plan if we can!
East it is then I think chaps!, says Borden.
Gwen nods and takes point, moving eastwards, greatsword at the ready, watching and listening carefully, trying to anticipate any danger.
Roj hesitates for a moment. "Listen. We've fought some pretty bad things in here. Skeletons, that ogre-thing...someone's giving the orders, though, and he haven't found him yet. Has anyone here even fought a magic-user, much less a necromancer? Shouldn't we have some sort of plan?"
Gwen stops and scratches her head: "Huh, well... I guess we grab him, tie his hands and cover his mouth, just to be on the safe side? Or maybe just hit him hard in the head?"