We must be careful she remarks,
"I'm always careful!"
We must be careful she remarks,"I'm always careful!"
Despite the hammering of her heart anticipating something awful to jump put at her, there was nothing behind the door to the west. Gail let out a sigh and suggested, "Hmm nothing here, well lets try this door to the east..."
She walked back across the chamber where they found the sword and inspected the door.
Despite the hammering of her heart anticipating something awful to jump put at her, there was nothing behind the door to the west. Gail let out a sigh and suggested, "Hmm nothing here, well lets try this door to the east..."
She walked back across the chamber where they found the sword and inspected the door.
[dice=Perception]1d20+12
Caitlyn found another chamber like the one opposite, devoid of magic or interesting artifacts. Even Thistletorp couldn't find anything.
"Wow! this room doesn't have anythign interesting at all! isnt' that exciting!?" He looks around to check all the other doors.
"Terribly." replied Caitlyn deadpan, "Come Thistle, lets find another empty room..."
She then leaves the room to explore the closest door leading east. She listens carefully at the door before deciding whether or not to try and open it.
Thisteltorp grins and and bounds along with caitlyn.
But he's so distracted byt he empty room that he doesn't really notice anything.
Jakun follows along, content to have the others make the decisions and react to whatever they discover.
She follows, silenty praying to her patron for his protection,
Caitlyn heard music filtering through the door to the east.
Loren says, "Well, we're definitely not going into the chamber with all the treasure, so... Door number one," he points his sword towards the singing, "Or door number two? He gestures towards the crying. "You know my preference... We've already found one creature in need, it's not beyond reason there is another."
Caitlyn shrugged, "We're going to face death either way. I'd feel better if somebody would pray for us before we open either door however."
"I say the music room then. Thistle, can you check to make sure there are no nasty surprises as we attempt to open the door?"
Loren considers next step, then seems struck by inspiration. He begins patting his belt pouches and other places to store goods, and pulls out a platinum ring, matched by one on his right hand. He says to Mariel, "Revered Daughter, with the way those spirits went after you last time, if and when we come across something else down here, I worry you will be their primary target once more. That being so, if you would wear this, I can cast a spell that will grant you some modest wards but also relieve you of some of the burden of any injuries." He offers her the ring, then prepares himself for the next room.
She will ask Paladine to guide their actions and help their resistance to what may be ahead.
The Revered Daughter will thank the knight for his assistance.
The doors open into a grand ballroom where scores of translucent humans and elves dance wildly about to the tune of music played by a quartet of equally spectral minstrels beneath the witchlight of floating lanterns.
"Err..." Caitlyn glanced at Loren, "I'm not sure what I was expecting, but certainly not this. Catchy tune isn't it!" She can't help but take a couple of steps in time with the music, swaying this way and that with nery a care.
Despite the impression of revelry, Loren eyes the ghosts with deep suspicion. Magic and death, restless spirits... nothing good. As Caitlyn starts to head into the room, he quickly reaches out and puts a hand on her shoulder, "Wait... This doesn't make sense. A wizard's fortress infested with death, destroyed in a battle and we have... this? No. Something isn't right."
He casts Detect Magic then tries to survey the room for any hint of what may be going on.
Despite the impression of revelry, Loren eyes the ghosts with deep suspicion. Magic and death, restless spirits... nothing good. As Caitlyn starts to head into the room, he quickly reaches out and puts a hand on her shoulder, "Wait... This doesn't make sense. A wizard's fortress infested with death, destroyed in a battle and we have... this? No. Something isn't right."
He casts Detect Magic then tries to survey the room for any hint of what may be going on.
[dice=Perception]1d20+4
[dice=Know Religion]1d20+5
[dice=Sense Motive??]1d20+8
Loren saw that the dancing ghosts, while consumed in their frolic, all stole the occasional glance at the living as they flitted by. He believed them unquiet spirits, but they didn't look nearly as unquiet as usual. The blue-black aura of necromancy hung over the ballroom.
Caitlyn almost said 'Aye you're not dancing...' but then again this situation was beyond messed up and her devil may care attitude deflated. Softly she replied, "You're probably right. I wonder why they're here? Like you say this place is suppose to be a fortress." She glanced meaningly at Mariel and Jackun, hoping they'd have some answers.
Know religion
Caitlyn almost said 'Aye you're not dancing...' but then again this situation was beyond messed up and her devil may care attitude deflated. Softly she replied, "You're probably right. I wonder why they're here? Like you say this place is suppose to be a fortress." She glanced meaningly at Mariel and Jackun, hoping they'd have some answers.
Know religion 1d20+10
Mariel is reasonably sure that she is looking upon some sort of spirits. Such beings usually exist in torment, and the necromancy about this place would suggest that. It is the abode of a dark wizard, after all. That these do not appear hostile suggests something odd is afoot, perhaps a trap. But it could also be that they are trapped in their final moments and oblivious to the quick among them.
Jakun will cast detect magic and search the room for anything that might be valuable.
Perception
"This room is indeed infused with death. I surmise nothing of value will be in here but we may need to cross to get to where we need to go next".
Loren shares his impressions, including, ”I believe they are aware of our presence. Whether that means they wait for us to come further in, or truly mean us no harm, I do not know... but I’m this place, I think the stone would kill us if it could, much less restless spirits.”
"Probably." muttered Caitlin, "I suppose the door to the north opens onto the corridor, the door to the east seems most likely to head anywhere new. Shall we try that?"
Jakun will cast detect magic and search the room for anything that might be valuable.
Perception
"This room is indeed infused with death. I surmise nothing of value will be in here but we may need to cross to get to where we need to go next".
We must be careful here she states.
Is there a way to make it so that the ghosts don't see us? Thistletorp stage whispers, but still manages to be quiet.
Is there a way to make it so that the ghosts don't see us? Thistletorp stage whispers, but still manages to be quiet.
[dice=stealth]1d20+27
As the Companions weighed their options, Mittens returned with the glad news that Blaize's vision recovered only miles from Skullcap and he wanted to press on on his own.
Caitlyn was about to reply to Thistle, but he just vanished. She casts around for him but can't find him anywhere, "Damn it where did he get to?" Turning to Jackun suspiciously, she demands, "You didn't magick him did you?!"
The knight taps the hilt of his sword with a finger while holding it as his side. Choices and indecision... Damn.
Thistletorp circulated the room without the ghosts suspecting a thing.
The Revered Daughter shakes her head, No, at the minotaur's query.
Jakun shrugs, "Dead elves, who will reach out to them first?"