Tha draoidheachd fàinne dh'fhaodadh's dòcha iarraidh 950, ach tha mi a dh'fhaodadh gu bheil fios a Guy a dh'fhaodadh a phàigheadhfaisg air 1100 , ma's urrainn dhomh bruidhinn ris a-steach e. Serivintus says, addressing the dwarf.
Addressing his companions Serivintus exclaims, "Now that the matter of the Rings is settled I agree with Sylus, left seems right".
Without waiting for a reply Serivintus hefts is bow and starts quietly down the left path careful not to be spotted by any who may loom down the passage.
Forgan eyes Serivintus critically, before shrugging and tucking the ring back into the pack.
You know, this elf seems pretty nice. For an elf at least...He did try to steal from me, but that's just their nature after all. I might take him up on that offer. After I confirm the price with a trustworthy dwarf that is.
Hefting the hammer across his shoulder Forgan heads into the darkness after Serivintus.
Aruska will follow along behind the group. She has her crossbow out and ready.
Sylus will follow the others to the left.
@Aruska, you found nothing of not in the statue, but you do notice that several areas have been worn away by people grabbing at it. Mainly the hands and face.
As you approach down the left path you come upon a room filled with with what appear to be chests filled with loot and gold. The room is circular with a door on the right side. and four chests along the left wall, each with a different portrait and an inscription above it. However in front of the chests you notice many corpses. The bodies appear to have wasted away unnaturally, and unlike the others you've seen so far they do not stir.
Rudeigin ceàrr an seo . 'S dòcha gum bu chòir laighe cluasan feuch gum faigh e dhuinn gu bheil òr .
Forgan crudely gestures for Serivintus to check the chests, apparently forgetting or ignoring that the elf had spoken perfect dwarven earlier.
Vic puts a hand on the Dwarf's shoulder, Fìor fìor. As Fheàrr air a bhith againn fhreiceadain.
Very true. Best be on our guard.
Vic tries to get a good look at the portraits and inscriptions. hoping to make some sense of them.
I'm sure that these chests are boobytraped but this is no ordinary job, just look at all the lives that it has claimed. I could cone out of this a very rich man, or a very dead one. Best take it slow.
Serivintus walks up to the leftmost chest and peers at the portrait and the inscription. He then moves to the next chest and so on down the line until he has examined each from a distance.
Standing back Sylus will scan the portraits with detect magic.
Aruska stares at each portrait. What are those inscriptions?
Everyone is so focused, I guess I should take a look too...
Starting at the left side, I will also look at each and read what they say, maybe...
The inscriptions are names. None of you seem to remember anything about them Though the names do seem to a be quite elaborate.
Sylus detects an aura of conjuration around the chests, and notifies the rest of the party as such.
Hmm I wonder what exactly an aura of conjuration does and if that ring that Forgan has could help us out. I am weary of just going up to these chests and attempting to open them without knowing what I am getting myself into.
Turning to the others he says. “I'm not sure that there is anyway around setting off these auras. We could attempt them one by one but I fear we are in for a fight either way. Turning to the two half elves he adds, "Any suggestions?
Also I made an error in my notes, the aura is actually a strong aura of conjuration with a weak necromancy aura as well.
About 2 or 3 per chest. They appear to be kneeling/Reaching for the chests.
'well it seems as though I have to try though I fear it will be the death of me.
Turning from the chests to the dwarf Serivintus says.
Tha fios agam gu bheil thu a ràdh nach adhbhar gu earbsadh rium le fàinne gun ach tha mi dragh a nochdadh gum b 'urrainn dhomh bàs às aonais. Ma tha thu a dh'fhaodadh leig dhomh ga chleachdadh gus feuchainn ri sin fhosgladh cisteachan mi bhehaireadh e ceart air ais , ma im fhathast be.
" 'S e seo an dàrna turas a bhios sibh a' feuchainn ri fhaighinn air iasad seo fàinne . Tha mi a 'cur luach sibh a' faighneachd an àm seo co-dhiù."
"This is the second time you have tried to borrow this ring. I appreciate you asking this time at least."
Forgan digs the ring out of his pocket and gingerly hands it over to Serivintus. He once again watches the elf closely to ensure that the ring comes back in the same condition, and that it is the same ring.
"Be ready for anything,"He says to the group before turning to the first chest.
Serivintus slips the ring onto the thumb of his left hand and reaches out for the chest.
"If ever there was a time to pray now would be it."
In the ancient language of his people, the elves, Serivintus recites a short prayer.
"Desna vara amin ar' brien amin marth."
As he reaches out Serivintus looks for any traps both magical and physical and attempts to disable any that he comes across. If none are present or if he fails to detect any he will go ahead and open the first chest.
You manage to find magical runes on each of the chests. Though you manage to disable them with some tricks gleaned from the old elven ways.
As you open the chests it would appear that most of the gold and items were illusions. Most of the gold coins rocks, and the items old and rusted. In the first chest there are two exceptions. One is a small dagger that is exceptionally well made and appears to be made from a metal other than iron or steel. The other is a small metal band that would appear to be made to fit around the fingers of an emaciated person.
I'm...I'm not dead... Thank you Desna. But what is this Dagger and a pinky ring. Hardly worth all that work. But atleast I wasn't turned to stone.
Letting out a sigh of relief as the last chest is dealt with Serivintus hands the ring back to the dwarf.
Feuch, tha mi duine de m ' fhacal.
Now what about these meager spoils. Looking over the Dagger first and then the ring Serivintus attempts to glean as much information about them as he can especially what they are made of and what they are worth.
A good elf to have along I see. That trick with the runes was superb
Sylus will detect magic on the ring and will then move to look down the hall way to the right.
"Shall we continue on then? That was good work with the chests"
Accepting the ring back from Serivintus, Forgan strides forward and picks up one of the pebbles that moments ago was a gold coin.
Ceàrr òir? Uile uamhasaiche cleasan a tharraing air onarach troich.
He notices the frailer looking elf babbling and pointing down the direction of the next hallway. Nodding he heads in that direction, hammer at the ready.
@Serivintus You know the dagger is a mithral dagger. It is masterwork and counts as silver for overcoming DR. It also wehgs half as much as a normal dagger, if you are close to encumbrance.
@Sylus the ring is magical and has a faint conjuration aura.
In case I wasn't clear you have only opened one chest.
To the right you see a hall with more portraits on the walls, at the end is another door.
Turning back and waiting fro Serivintas to open the other chests, Sylus tries to determine what the ring is.
Serivintus beckons to Forgan with his hand for the ring back.
leig dhomh fhaicinn gu bheil fàinne air ais , tapadh leibh
Let me see that ring back, thank you.
Serivintus turns to the next chest and repeats the process of disarming any magical traps.
Aruska stands back and watches as the chests are opened one by one. She isn't sure how she can be helpful other than just watching and being ready in case they were attacked.
@Serivintus The auras were on all of them and you succeeded in opening one of the 4 chests.
As you search the next chest you are unable to find any summoning runes and as such cannot attempt to disable them. However it would appear that the chest is actually unlocked.
"Tha thu coltas bhith a 'feitheamh cluasan . A bheil thu ag iarraidh gu mòr làidir troich gus ur dìon o na eagallach ulaidh ? Dìreach their am facal agus is urrainn dhomh na cisteachan Fosgail an dòigh fhurasta no an cruaidh-slighe."
Damn chests.[b] Serivintus cries as he cant figure out how to get around the auras. [b]"Can anyone dispel magic?"
Serivintus takes out is bow and fires an arrow into the top of one of the chests.
As you fire an arrow into the chest you manage to shear off almost all of the top. There is a faint spark of magic but it quickly dissipates in the shrapnel from the chest. The contents are yours to take.
as the lid falls from the second chest Serivintus turns to Forgan
"sin mar a tha e ga dhèanamh . 's dòcha faodaidh tu leagadh an dithis eile chadalach."
He then walks over and loots the lidless chest.
Uill ma aige cho furasta sin carson nach do rinn thu sin a ràdh luaithe ? Bha mo sheanair a 'teagasg dhomh mar a bualadh an cinn dheth Deamhain nuair a bha mi glùin àrd ri sìthiche. Chan urrainn a bhith fada nas cruaidhe na sin.
Forgan rushes forward and takes a mighty swing horizontally at the closest chest, looking to bash the lid right off of it's hinges.
Vic simply stays back watching the show and hoping for the best.
Magic really isn't his forte.