There doesn't appear to be much else to see in this room. Passages lead north and west.
A chest sits in this room’s western alcove.
Within are dozens of small, dull gray stones with no apparent value. Many of the stones have cracks, divots, and pockmarks. The chest also contains four onyx gemstones worth 30 gp each.
it has only 10 hp, hardness 2, and a break DC of 20.
The chest also contains four onyx gemstones.
These are worth 30 gp each. You also determine that the stones were once flawless gemstones and that they were likely used as components in the creation of a spell or magical effect.
Assuming you move up the stairs...
Detritus litters this room, including bits of metal, broken furniture, crushed glass, leather strips, and shredded parchment. The walls, ceiling, and floor are covered in deep gouges forming words and phrases in multiple languages.
The scratches read:
I will seek the Dungeons, find the screams, remember your name, KILL YOU
Daeron does some looking around, and his keen eye notices a few things.
A sturdy box holds 8 flasks of alchemist’s fire.
He also determines that the room once contained a table with thick leather restraints, a single stool, and a small writing desk. He finds enough scraps of parchment to determine that the pages contained Ancient Osiriani writing, arcane symbols, and sketches of gemstones and humanoid skulls.
The writing dates to the Age of Destiny, around seven millennia ago.
Over a dozen small alcoves line this hallway, each containing rusted shackles bolted to the walls and copious amounts of dust. Three of the alcoves contain brittle skeletons hanging from the shackles. Frantic whispers echo around the otherwise-silent chamber, seemingly originating from the skulls of the deceased.
Working together, you easily determine that the bones once belonged to adult humanoids who suffered from multiple horrific and fatal diseases. You also deduce that only magic or divine energies could have kept these people alive long enough to contract so many deadly diseases, and that force is likely what preserved the bones... and the voices.
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Daeron writes all his discoveries into his notebook.
Better not to touch these bones...nor listen to the whispers for now.
After a prayer to the god of Secrets, Daeron says Lets continue our exploration.
He moves out of the room and to explore the rest of the complex.
I feel I may not have been descriptive enough on your "sub-mission". The line, "a thorough investigation of the ruins could yield
invaluable discoveries for the faction", means take note of what other senses—aside from sight-might reveal. If you want to play this up, you might qualify for an extra boon on the chronicle.
We are stepping on each other's posts! I think you are doing a great job of note-taking. The key is in the other senses: hear, taste, touch, smell...
Daeron leads the way back to the entrance, and down the other path.
Broken marble litters the southern corners of this room, where a pair of toppled statues brandishing curved stone swords must once have reached nearly to the ceiling. Many broken weapons lie scattered about the room.
The stairs here rise to a platform 10 feet high, and the
ceiling here is 20 feet tall.
You determine that the columns were once magical constructs and that the magic animating the columns is Jistkan in origin, based on the symbols carved into the destroyed constructs.
You also see three undead warriors turn toward you, hatred in their glowing eye sockets.
Daeron's arrow bounces off of the armor worn by the skeleton.
The skeleton warriors creep towards you, and two of them attack Daeron.
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"Nice choke point you got going there," Deluge says with sarcasm. "Let me make it a teensie bit more uninviting for the skeletons."
Deluge casts a DC 17 flaming sphere on green.
A very nimble skeleton dodges the ball of fire.
channel resistance +4, DR 5/bludgeoning; Immune cold, undead traits
Helios-bot steps over and sends a sling bullet at green.
Green steps in and attacks Daeron.
Daeron and Deluge just destroy the first skeleton to walk in, so Graff holds his attack for the next to approach.
As red walks in to strike Deluge, Graff smacks it with his axe. The axe is not as effective as Graff hoped, but it still managed to crack a couple ribs.
Helios just humps around in the back.
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The sphere remains where it is, floating around the new skeleton.
, DC 17 reflex ST for no damage.
"Nice," Deluge exclaims as the burning orb claims its first victim. Once again he swings his club but this time with a lot less art. All that jiggling and swinging is also allowing various gasses to escape his well fed frame.