Let's do it!
I think Finn, Daurros and me had voted for the north door, so we will head that way.
Daurros peers expectantly through the open door ...
"What do you see beyond the corridor? Any doors left or right?"
Ardanto grins and heads left, he approaches the first door (the one in the west wall) and waits for the others to do there thing.
Forzakhad nods. "Go for it."" he whispers.
"OK, ready?" Daurros casts open/close on the door.
Finn nods, spear at the ready.
Guard keeps his rear position, leaving every room as last one, making himself a 'meat-shield' to all others, turning into the darkness behind every other step.
"Keep together. We don't want to loose each other down here, don't we?"
The door opens and ...
One the door is opened it leads to another hall this one darkened and another conoer
Ardanto heads down the corridor and peers around the bend.
As you come down the corridor you see another door..this one slightly ajar lite spiels from it into the corridor
Ardanto sneaks up to the door and readies both weapons while Daurros opens the door with his mage hand.
Daurros tries to mime that Finn or Whisper ought to Stealth up there and Listen first, while the rest of us stay back. Get an idea of what might be in there before we go opening it further ...
Guard looks around cautiously, waiting for those in front to get going again. His Soulspark familiar hovers over his head as to not spoil his view.
The floor of this room is cluttered with partially eaten bones and clumps of dark fur,giving the air the stink of a filthy wet dog
"Phuey, smells like my old first mate, he was a bugbear."
Ardanto peers into the room before cautiously squeezing past Finn and heading for the far side.
Finn follows Ardanto and scans the room for anything of interest.
Thoven follow's behind "Light of the Flame guide us..."
Five prison cells line the western wall of this hallway. Each cell features a nasty-looking heap of straw, a wooden bucket, and little more. Iron bars close each cell off , with a little narrow gate featuring a large lock allowing egress from each.
Five prison cells line the western wall of this hallway. Each cell features a nasty-looking heap of straw, a wooden bucket, and little more. Iron bars close each cell off , with a little narrow gate featuring a large lock allowing egress from each.
Ardanto will head down the corridor checking each cell as he goes, does there appear to be a way on?
"What's going on up front?" Guard asks mostly ignoring any stealthyness.
Finn will scan the inside of each cell for any hidden clues to the previous occupants.
"Keep your eyes open and move forward. This place reeks."
The purpose of this macabre chamber seems obvious. A stretching rack dominates the northern corner of the room, and a open iron maiden stands to the southeast corner. A sizzling brazer of coals sputters in the southwest corner, giving the chamber a hellish red cast. A man in rags is latched to the rack as a sweat covered man in a leather apron heats irons in the brazer
The guy heating irons is going to have it, Ardanto muscles his way into the room with Sword and Torch in hand and charges towards him. "Surrender or die!" he cries as he advances.
Init
Lotus dragon=15
Whisper=6
Ardanto=5
Finn=5
Thoven=5
Daurros=5
Forzakhad=4
Guard=4
As Ardanto runs into the room the man with the apron burnishing a blazing iron advanced toward him. The iron hits Ardanto hard had the heat brands his skin leaving a nasty burn
Finn drops the repeating crossbow and rushes forward to slash at the torturer with his fiendish talons.
"I bet you're friends with that bastard Vanthus," he hisses as his claws scratch against the man's leather armor.
Daurros immediately uses HoA to send his rapier at the torturer (attack is +5, and damage 1d6+5, should anyone care to roll).