"I also can help with the healing. I believe it may be necessary."
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Once his fatigue ends Khartelosch struggles to his feet and focuses on Silvash and Gorrim. He also prompts Silvash to drink the potion of cure light wounds Khartelosch gave him.
He saves his last spell for an emergency or to see if the others are in need.
Much obliged Khartelosch.
Gorrim saves his usual scowl and disapproval of the half-orc. He likes Khartelosch, but orcs are ravaging his home at Dogun.
"Thank you but very much. I am still pretty hurt. If anyone has a wand of cure light wounds I would prefer to use that before the potion."
If only my brother were here. He will not come underground.
Thaane grabs the orb from Ibrah mutters a quick chant while he hoists it above his head and a
bright white light emanates from it and fills the room as Thaane screams in agony.
We should rest here for a bit.
Thaane rolls the orb back to Ibrah as Gorrim starts dumping floor sand upon the flames around them. He is now prone.
Thaane, you look as if you recognized those men.
Gorrim announces in a weary voice.
Their heads belonged to my past employers.
Did you all work for them?
Let me guess. They were last seen dining with the mayor.
Yes. Ibrah points at the captain's head. How did this happen?
Dinner with the Mayor and a proposal to find the blue stone were the last things I remember before I ended up in this forsaken pit.
That captain was a jerk anyway. Same with the lieutenant. "Shackle Thaane, unshakle Thaane", I mean make up your damned mind already. Good riddance if you ask me.
Who can search this village for supplies? Especially food and be careful! Seems like the place is rigged.
Hm. Ibrah looks at the captain's dismembered head again.
"I can take a look around. I'm good at finding traps too. Better check for magic too."
Silvash casts detect magic and then begins searching.
(+1 for traps)
Wait Silvash, you are injured. Let someone else do itm
My lingering hurts were healed by Thane's efforts. I will look around.
"I am much better than I was. A use of that wand would probably bring me up to an acceptable level of health."
"'Twas indeed a bitter pill to swallow, but I have relinquished the lovely items I gathered from my last campaign so that I may start a-fresh in this one." The Greedy Bag casts its greedy eye around for items that the party has recovered and disclaims greedily, "Where are they? Ye must have some recovered items for me to record. Don't be shy now. Step forward and have them put down on parchment for all to peruse at their leisure." After a moment's pause, he adds greedily, "I hear tell of a wand of inflict moderate wounds that has been floating betwixt the party members. Mayhap that unusual creature covered in fur currently totes it. How many charges hath it left, do tell? And what of this oh-so-curious "orb of wonder"? What shall we call it and what does it do?
Gorrim grabs the wand of positive healing and touches Silvash with it.
"Thank you Gorrim. I am feeling much better now."
Anytime Sylph! Was just bad luck with that wire. Rest up now.
Verrin brings the rotten foodstuffs to Thaane upon his request and Thaane replenishes them and makes the fruit and meat fresh. The wine barrel is also opened and there is some partaking of that also.
I'd like to forget this place... Gorrim seems to be preoccupied for a few moments until he looks up at the eastern wall and proclaims.
There is a small entrance up on the ledge along the eastern wall. Shall we continue?
Khartelosch eats heartily, though he does not take more than his share. For the first time since they met him, he shows signs of true tiredness and not just the temporary slackness that follows his rages.
I think it might be wise to find a place to rest. Though healthy thanks to the magical healing, I am weary to the bone.
In addition to the... foodstuffs, I also found numerous firearms and their ammunition.
As for resting, if there is but the two exits from this area, it would be fairly easy to give warning if someone approaches. Though the grey ones ability to become invisible is worrying.
Ibrah nods at his companion's ideas as he eats. At the last comment, he stops chewing to look at Verrin. They can do that any time? He looks over his shoulder and cocks his ear, listening for an invisible dwarf.
Are we of two minds? Stay, go, rest, march onward. Ours is a dangerous occupation, even when we are at our fittest. It is foolhardy to continue when our lives are not at risk. Spread some gunpowder on the floor in front of the two doors. Let us recover here and set watch. If anyone crosses the path invisibly, our watch will know they are here.
Ibrah nods at Khartelosch.
Khartelosch offers to take first watch and climbs back up to the ledge.
Verrin takes the lead as the party packs up the gear it has and secures armor and weapons after such a perilous encounter. There is a ramp to the ledge which leads to a passage way in the wall of the cavern. This passage way is very narrow, only about five feet across at some parts. After a short distance the group enters a room with pillars. They notice an immediate temperature drop. There are six statues in the room. Each holding a different color gem. The far wall has a sealed door with six holes about the size of each gem.
Gorrim freezes, awestruck at the amazing likeness the second one on the right has to his daughter. He is at a loss for words, dumbfounded as he stares at the young dwarf paladin. Hisheart sinks as an idea that turns to a fear unravels inside of him.
Finally he speaks.
Mercy...that certainly looks like my daughter, Grimmora.
Thaane begins to feel the amazing texture of the armor, detailed in stone until Gorrim slaps his hand away.
I have a very bad feeling about this. Are we certain those are sculptures and not the petrified remains of unfortunates?
Silvash studies the statues after casting detect magic and then studies the rest of the room.