Lets head down this passage before the room fills with smoke. Unless someone can put that fire out.
I head down the non-burning passage behind Sweet.
Fort:
Shine follows closely behind Norjan, still able to find good air close to the ground (advantage of being short?).
Icabhod follows
(Added Resistance)
Icabhod also throws more magic water on the bat.
As Norjan, Shine and the others moved down the passage the airs better. Sweet resumes the lead and guides the others towards the bend in the cave. After a while, the tunnel is no longer lit by the fire.
Alternate Racial Trait, similar to what Varrel wanted to do. As a gnome I can cast Dancing Lights, and as a cleric I can cast Light, so no big deal. Not like I am sneaking around anyway. :)
Casted Resistance
Icabhod you begin to cough and choke as you hurry down the tunnel. Once away from the smoke, your breathing eases.
Riggs follows the others as best as he can, trying to get down the tunnel and out of the accursed smoke!
Fort
Riggs follows the others as best as he can, trying to get down the tunnel and out of the accursed smoke!
Fort 1d20+6
You are finally able to get out of the smoke but not before taking some damage.
Fort x 2:
Sweet leads the group through the tunnel another 1000 feet then you see daylight coming ahead. There is a silhouette of humanoid standing with its back to the light, when a chirping sound echoes out.
Perception
Norjan squints his eyes and attempts to determine who, or what, the humanoid ahead may be. And also what the chirping is and where it is coming from.
Perception:
Icabhod peers.
Riggs and Norjan don't know what is ahead of them.
There is a dark clothed figure there hiding in the background, and I cna't hear the chirping anymore.
Perception:
Stealth:
Sweat your senses pick up the same information that Icabhod mentioned.
Shall we hail whoever is there, or advance?
Adriel calls to the strangers.
You will NOT advance. You will stand and state your intention in this place stranger and maybe we can come to agreeable terms.
Suddenly the black clad elf barks a quick arcane phrase and raises a glowing scimitar above his head, Illuminating himself and the tunnel
The same can be said to you. Who are you to be in these cursed tunnels? If we seem paranoid it is because we have been assulted by foul creatures that dwell here.
The elf lowers his blade but does not sheath it.
Then you have had worse luck than I so far, friend.
You all notice in the light what appears to be a large winged lizard on his shoulder, claws hanging onto leather covered pauldrons that allow it to grip it's master without damaging his fine cloak.
My name is Adriel, here to investigate the source of whatever foul magic pervades this place. I found the front entrance guarded by a large worm and since I was alone, decided to find another entrance, this shaft was my way in, though whatever made the hole I have not encountered yet.
For the first time since we've visited this accursed place, another creature has spoken to us. That has to be a good sign...
Sense motive:
Shine look on with an unhappy scowl. Will not advance, indeed. she whispers, obviously not happy having orders shouted to her.
Norjan just watches and listens, picks in hand in case they become needed.
Our goal is to find the children that were kidnapped by a foul being who inhabits this place. The worm who spoke of is no mnore since we were able to dipatch it.
Norjan holds up his weapon: Yeh, we picked it apart.
Our goal is to find the children that were kidnapped by a foul being who inhabits this place. The worm who spoke of is no mnore since we were able to dipatch it.
It sounds like we are not at cross purposes then. You wish to find the children, a noble goal, I was hired to find the source of the trouble. Our missions seem along similar paths. I am willing to lend my blade to your cause if you wish it. It is high but if you've a rope we might use the dirt tunnel to get back to the front door or continue here as you wish.
Shine is still unsure about the newcomer. Hey Riggs, Disrupt Undead a few times on this guy to on the safe side...
Even though we have just met, I feel a strange bond ith you. Ineed, let us join forces. Unfortunatly I have no more rope. Icabhod looks at the rest of his group.
"He doesn't seem evil, Shine. Rest assured, if he shows his hand to be undead or that ilk, I'll be happy to blast him out of existence!"
Feel free to attempt such on me if it will ease your mind my Fey friend. Though just because the blood in my veins is warm does not make me an ally. Actually, I have yet to see a single undead here. Abberations yes, but no undead.
"I am fine with helping the elf with his mission, as he helps with ours. The fact that he is the only creature we have encountered that hasn't attempted to eat us, speaks fairly highly of him, I believe," Riggs nods, ready to get back to exploring the house.
Advancing towards the newcomer to get a better look Shine offers Adriel, I am Fairsplindle Shiningstar, servant of Sarenrae. Come closer and let us discuss joining together for out common cause.
Adriel, not trusting the group (besides the wizard) to have accepted his words as truth, takes a leap of faith and steps forward, offering his blade, hilt first to the little gnome.
The advantage is with you now. My words are true, but your own judgement requires I offer what I can for your trust. I am an arcane servant of the Inheritor. I offer my blade, my magic and my wits to your cause if you agree mutual aid is the best course. My the Dawn flower guide your decision.
Norjan simply stands back and watches as the others converse, pick in hand just in case needed.
"Keep that sword handy, elf. From what we have seen in the last 18 hours, you are going to need that quite badly. I'm Riggs by the way. Nice to make your acquaintance."
I am Icabhod, pleased to meet you.
Let us keep going down this passage.
Looks like we will have to move past the fire and into the other passage.
Gotta at least let that smoke clear out before we go that way. Lets complete explore the direction the elf came in.
Thank-you all for being reasonable. Do you have a preferred order of march or might I follow your main scout? I can be quiet when needed and Thrasher here is silent when needed. Oh, don't anyone pet him by the way. He is hungry and he bites. Directly behind me is merely the exit. We can go that way if you wish to try the front door again.
Its dry down here, there no mud, no trees trying to thrash us, and no wisdom draining plants. Add to that, an easy exit. I say we stay down here until we exhaust our opportunities. The gnome seems to have dried out somewhat and is in good spirits again.