Zal and jumped out and was making a sketch of the outside of the structure.
"Fascinating, really most Fascinating"
Was all she said, being the last to follow, still making notes and looking at the massive form of the Silver Turret she walks after them.
Zed cautiously approaches the visibly entrance in the crater, walking to about 10 feet from the opening.
He then begins taking his time scanning over the entrance and casting a spell.
Zed cautiously approaches the visibly entrance in the crater, walking to about 10 feet from the opening.
He then begins taking his time scanning over the entrance and casting a spell.
[dice=Perception]1d20+7
Saissha watches Zed cast his spell curiously, "A mage, huh? Somehow I didn't expect that...."
She peers into the opening from a few feet away.
Saissha watches Zed cast his spell curiously, "A mage, huh? Somehow I didn't expect that...."
She peers into the opening from a few feet away.
Completely oblivious to the others she walks past them, notebook in hand. She removes her smoked Glasses as she dose but gose back to taking notes and looking around at the walls and space. She stops and taps the wall with her hand testing what its made from.
"This is truly fascinating, it must all have been manufactured and crafted. But the size"
Completely oblivious to the others she walks past them, notebook in hand. She removes her smoked Glasses as she dose but gose back to taking notes and looking around at the walls and space. She stops and taps the wall with her hand testing what its made from.
"This is truly fascinating, it must all have been manufactured and crafted. But the size"
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Zed will take a look.
Zed will take a look.
[Dice=Engineering]1d20+5
She looks around noting this down.
"I can see that most of the power system is ether broken or destroyed. Let alone taking into account the damage from scavengers. It really dose look a mess, but we should have a full look around and see what we can see. But it must have been a wounder to see when intact."
She goes over some old notes.
"Yes I think I have some idea what that and.. that was, and over here, could be some living space? then there some sort of entrance and egress area... I think the construct system that worked it may still function if we have a look, if not we may have to force it to go deeper."
She looks at the others smiling but blinks.
"Could you be careful with the lights, they hurt my eyes. This place has not changed much in a long time but one can hope, now lets see if I can seance anything"
She then closes her eyes,
Zed continues to look around.
"It would s-seem this chamber is m-meant to be s-sealed air tight.
She then closes her eyes,
Geirmur straps his oil lamp to his belt and readies his musket, keeping focus on the entryway in case anything comes out of the darkness suddenly.
"They said strange monsters chased the native tribe away, didn't they? We should be prepared for something to leap out at us when we open it up."
Gnaarrg will have Maagun wait outside the airlock for the moment, standing watch. She examines the portal shrewdly.
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[dice=k:tech]1d20+4
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The open portal seems large enough to admit Maagun....
Shouting from the edge of the crater, a hundred feet above and to the northeast of the adventurers:
Well!? What are you waiting for!? The artifacts aren't going to come out to you!
Nalket moves cautiously with the group. Though she is not terribly forthcoming - her distrust for technology being obvious - it also seems clear that she thinks that the best chances of survival are in staying together.
She plants the butt of her spear in the ground and says, "Well?"
Gnaarrg will call Maagun into the airlock.
Stands thinking then opens her eyes.
"A great many beings perished here"
Is all she says.
Gnaarrg will call Maagun into the airlock.
Maagun climbs into the airlock after Gnaarrg....
As they pass through the circular portal, it immediately becomes apparent that the direction of gravity is not as one would expect inside the Silver Turret, but "down" is reoriented toward the floor, so that those walking on the floors inside stand at a 45-degree angle to the ground outside the structure! It would seem to be some kind of magical effect....
Follows the others as they work out how the use the air lock.
"Most interesting, a kind of gravity shift."
In order to seal or unseal the airlock doors, wheels affixed to the centers of either side of the doors must be turned clockwise (to seal) or counterclockwise (to unseal).
Currently, the doors in the north and south walls of the airlock are closed (and presumably sealed).
Zed attempts to carefully enter into the airlock.
"I-interesting. I w-wonder what other wonders await."
Nalket enters hesitantly, trying to use her spear to brace herself...
...but stumbles. "Hnnh. Unnatural forces at work!"
"That works? This is good sign." She observes the new gravity. "Means much salvage can be found inside."
"This is the hope Gnaarrg, of this gravity shift is still working then yes, we may be very lucky indeed."
After the others have entered, Geirmur will cautiously lead his ox inside, and follow close behind.
Once he is inside (assuming he has not fallen), he will light his bullseye lantern, and cast it about the room, holding his musket in his other hand.
Once they are out of sight from Zophal the Technic League Captain, she seems to visibly change in manner. There is a lot more intent in the way she is acting. She looks over the others then with note pad writes a note, fold it and walking over to Geirmur hands it to him.
In elfish
Read but do not say out loud, I am worried the Technic League devices they have placed on us may transmit sound, my hope is deeper into this structure they may not work. Then we can talk
Then from her belt pouch she pulls a number of items, one by one, taking each she locked them into place, and one the last part is on place, she is holding a light cross now, constructed in the most cunning way. She lifts out a bolt strap and putting her leg up straps it to the top of her leg so she can get the bolts with ease.
"Well then, now we are all here, shall we start. Who wants to take point"
She locks and loads her cross bow.
The adventurers find the airlock to be a tight space to fit the entire party with two large beasts inside, but they manage to squeeze in. There are two ways to proceed: the airlock door in the north wall, or the airlock door in the south wall.
Zed takes a moment to search over the north door; before opening it.
Zed takes a moment to search over the north door; before opening it.
Zed unseals and opens the north airlock door. It swings outward into the airlock, opening onto a larger space to the north, lit by sunlight coming in through a pair of large, concave, oval windows in the curved outer wall. These great windows provide views of the crater outside.... Any creature occupying this area might well have seen the party approach the Silver Turret....
Immediately beyond the airlock door, flanking the circular opening, are a pair of 1-foot-diameter silver rods or poles, each about 10 feet high. One must pass between these flanking silver poles to enter the sunlit area to the north.
A distinct odor like rotten vegetables assaults the adventurers' olfactory senses from this area. The walls and floor are filthy, with the bones of small animals strewn about along with other garbage--broken minor relics of whatever alien race created the vast vessel that fell to Numeria in the dim shadows of prehistory, or shreds of cloth, patches of fungus, and little heaps of sand and pebbles from outside.
Near the two great windows are what appear to be office areas, each with three high-backed chairs behind a strangely curving desk.
Between the two office areas is a large, cylindrical structure with a convex starmetal door in its surface, flanked by large stone planters in which an alien-looking rust-hued mold seems to be flourishing.
In each of the three high-backed chairs behind each of the two curved desks (6 total in the area) sits a small, squat, grotesque humanoid that seems more vegetable in nature than mammalian! These vegetable-folk are seemingly entranced by images appearing as if by some illusionist's art on glossy screens projected from the walls behind the desks when the adventurers first open the door, and for the moment, they pay the intruders no mind....
As the air lock door swings open, Zal waits behind the others, trying to see. There is some movement and she at last gets a view of space they where entering. She noted the foot prints and odd green plant men. Most of all the large lets like fungus between the two stone columns.
She tries to work out what kinds of beings they are. The images they where looking at, could that be the some of the technology here still works, but then she little time for anything as the others started to act.
Nalket picks herself up off the floor and re-orientes herself carefully. She moves to a second-rank position, if nobody stops her. Once the door opens her nose wrinkles in response to the smell of the vegetation, and she adjusts to grip her longspear in both hands.
Geirmur quickly extinguishes his lamp when he sees how well lit the room is, and attaches it back to his belt, shouldering his musket. He examines the creatures in the chairs with a suspicious eye, thinking about whether or not he'd heard tell of such creatures before.
Gaarrg considers tossing a bomb, but doesn't want to potentially damage any consoles until she can ascertain the durability of the tech. She instead loads a bolt into her crossbow and raises it.
As she gets ready she says.
"Fascinating, vegepygmies, Plant-based humanoid being, congealed from russet mold spores. The deadly fungus over there."
Indicted to the large planters flanking the large cylinder and convex door at the center of the northern end of the sunlit area, where patches of this dangerous fungus where. She reaches down and lifts up desert neckerchief over her mouth. In a muffled voice she adds.
"Alcohol or acid will destroy russet mold, sunlight renders it inert."
"I'll provide covering fire from here and keep them off of you!"
Geirmur squints and focuses on the nearest Vegepygmy, waiting for an opening to get off a shot for now.
"Whoever has alcohol or acid, go for the mold!"
Zed raises his hand and begins casting a spell. His blank stare falling upon one of the creatures before him.
Acid
Zed raises his hand and begins casting a spell. His blank stare falling upon one of the creatures before him.
[dice=Acid Splash (Ranged Touch)]1d20+3
[dice=Acid Splash Damage]1d3 Acid
Zed's acid splash strikes true, searing the green flesh of one of the three vegepygmies behind the easternmost of the two curved desks....
HIIISSSSS!!!!
The vegepygmies turn in their high-backed chairs to glower in alarm at the intruders!