Feyce misses the target, perhaps in his haste to cower back behind the archer.
Dave begins his 17th hour of unbroken eye contact with the pinpoints of red fire in his undead foes' sockets.
Ever menacing he knows, that they know, their time is nigh...
Dave nods in agreement with the discarnate Dungeon Master.
You guys are totally gonna get it... just you wait.
VS yellow
Works better with nails.
Morgran strolls into the room, hamma in hand, but fails to strike anything but the wall near the enemy. Seeing a fresh target, both skeletons resort to shortswords as they attack the dwarf!
for
for
The cleric takes two serious strikes to his chest and is lucky to have survived the assault!
Eager for blood... or dust... Dave strikes the yellow monster!!!
BAH! I should've brought a MAUL!
Morgran, old friend!! Your zeal is noble indeed, but if you fall who shall tend our wounded? I can turn those blows with but a scratch!
Feyce tries to finish off the yellow skeleton.
for
I totally get credit for that kill.
Credit indeed!
Dave is credited with an assist as Feyce does indeed lay waste to the undead creature!
Dave cheerfully acknowledges his true lot.
'Twas all the man with fire and pointy ears! I am but a shambling, mail-clad, obstacle.
Lebris moves to line up his shot.
Morgran, he's all yours
Healing word on himself
vs skeleton
You line them up. I knock them down. Go Teamwork!
Legolas and Gimli Lebris and Morgran team up to take down the last of the skeletons!
Each skeleton has twenty arrows, , , and one +1 arrow in a special socket on their quivers (three total).
With Morgran healed up the party looks ready to continue on... but where?
75 silver apiece, comrades. I have no use for the arrows. Give them to the thief?
Northwest door, or Southwest door?
Lebris will take the arrows, all of them.
I have no preference, we'll probably have to check them all anyway.
Well, go ahead, burglar. Check the doors. It's what we pay you for.
Dave shrugs in resignation and charges through the Southwestern door.
LEEROOY!
JEEEEENKIINS!!!
Dave forgoes caution on this occasion and barges through the door. The masonry walls of this twenty-foot-wide hall are in poor repair. The far end has collapsed, filling the southern section with rubble. The western wall is in much better shape than the other walls, and it holds a stone door with a rearing dragon carved in relief on it. The door has a single keyhole, situated in the rearing dragon’s open mouth.
Dave arches an eyebrow.
This one might be well beyond my skill.
Dave stoops to the task.
nofireintheface,nofireintheface,nofireintheface
HAHA! Even the most intricate mechanism must yield to such critical precision!!
Dave gives his very best effort to unlock the door but something seems to be preventing him from fully understanding the mechanism.
Hmmmm...
Damn wizards!
Dave pauses, consulting his adventurer's handbook, then shrugs and throws his shoulder into the door.
Hhnnngghhhhh
Feyce shrugs. Hit it harder!
If THAT doesn't budge it...
Dave pauses, trying to determine if the door has opened... as if awaiting adjudication by some comic force...
Back the other way, men! I've not the strength and Feyce has not the spell.
Disappointed, Dave moves back though the tower and opens (?) the Northwest door.
Dave opens the other door to reveal a simple 10' wide hallway. At the end of the 40' long hall is another door. Just before that are doors in the north and south walls.
Sword at the ready, Dave opens the door in the North wall.
Dave discovers an empty room, one that does not seem to have been used in quite some time.
Dave makes a cursory sweep of the room for secret doors and hidden treasures.
or
Then, likely frustrated, but still wary, Dave returns to the hallway and opens the door in the South wall.
Lebris will move to the next door and await the fighter
The stone relief-carved door sealing this chamber portrays a dragon-like fish swimming. The door is also locked.
On to the next one then.
Dave takes the first pass at unlocking the door, motioning at Lebris to prepare for the inevitable second pass.
Dave gently, and with great hope, slips his tools from the lock and...
... the fighter fails to open the lock. Perhaps this is a job better left to the rogue, if he even has the talent.
Lebris will step back and motion to Dave, that he can try the door again.
Lebris shows the fighter how the task is done and unlocks the door with little difficulty.
Nicely done!!
Ready to strike, Dave opens the door, certain that his fumbled attempt has made his presence known to whomever rests inside...
This ten-foot-square chamber is hewn from stone. It contains an upright keg fashioned of rusted iron. Rusted pipes lead from the keg into the floor.
Curiouser and curiouser...
Dave, with little firsthand experience but a tradition of family lore regarding anachronistic, faux-medieval plumbing, pokes, prods and carefully examines the keg... all the while muttering.
I see.
Uh huh.
Oh, yes.
Of course.
While Dave is tinkering with the keg he can hear the sound of sloshing liquid coming from inside it.
Is there an odor coming form the barrel as he is tinkering with it?
No, no odor is coming from the barrel.
Lebris moves towards the next door, telling Dave to come on.
Dave nods, returns to the hallway and eases open the door at the West end.
This door is not locked and Dave is able to open it freely. Crudely executed symbols and glyphs, scribed in bright green dye, decorate this large and irregularly shaped crumbling chamber. A large pit in the center shows evidence of a recent fire. A metallic cage in the middle of the southern wall contains a gaping hole and stands empty. A small wooden bench draped with green cloth is next to the cage, and several small objects rest on it. A bedroll lies near the wooden bench, and the sound of whimpering comes from inside it.