The light illuminates the tunnel, and the oil, now subject to the light, is glistening brightly.
...
Arnek casts detect magic and touches the oily substance trying to figure out what it is. He smells his finger....
Anyone have any clue what this stuff is?
Oil? Grease?
The smell is definitley reminiscent to an oily concoction, giving evidence to the thought of what should normally happen if a being made of fire were to go down it.
Should we wash it away? Or crawl through and hope it's not a trap?
Trini chuckles. "Any soap in the room up there?" She grabs a loose stone and tosses it down the corridor, watching to see if any traps are triggered.
You do recall seeing some sort of soap blocks up above.
The stone clatters as it bounces off the ground , but it eventually just starts sliding down the tunnel, eventually out of sight.
Trini sighs. "I guess it's scrubbing time. Let's get to work." She pushes up her sleeves. "I thought I had left this behind," she mutters. "There's glory in adventuring, they said. Non-stop danger and wonder, they said..."
Do we have time for this? We have some sort of fireman who said he wouldn't wait for us forever up stairs. And if he heads out the mouth of the cave he'll prolly set off an explosion whether he wants to or not sealing us in here
"Ah, i'm with Trini on this, we'd better make sure it's not going to be a hindrance to us afterwards."
I can get the soap.
Emerich grips the rope, and puts his feet against the wall, climbing up.
It's a simple matter for Emerich to climb back up and get some soap. As he passes/tosses it down, it begins to bob in the water Trini sets to work and begins lathering soapy water into the oily tunnel.
It takes upwards of half-an-hour, but soon the tunnel smells of nice lavender instead of oil, and it seems most traces of the stuff is gone.
"Let's check it out!" Trini urges. She steps forward, holding her lit bow ahead of her.
Emerich follows, holding his daggers at the ready.