Samson strides forward, determined to get out of the room as soon as possible. Brutally jabbing at the tapestry masking the door, he leaves the exit clear.
As he's about to follow Samson out of the room, a plate of juicy steaks catches the ranger's attention. He hauls it out of the feast hall for further investigation.
Acerack appears to have a particularly perverted sense of humour. The food is not just good to eat, but restorative as well. Norrin the natural gourmet realises that eating this food will restore lost powers and health.
"A light snack couldn't hurt."
Lyan, Levana and Norrin find viands to suit and start to stuff themselves with envigorating vitamins.
"May I have one of those steaks Norrin?" Darion asks while scanning the table for a suitable dessert.
Piles of sweet smelling strawberries, mountainous trifles and heaping dishes of lovingly crafted cake swim before the paladin's eyes, dazzling him with choice.
"Don't worry yourself over the steak. I've always had more of a taste for the sweets anyway!"
Darion proceeds to make a cake disappear.
"Sure!" says the half-orc as he realises the magic probably sustains the food only within the confines of the feast hall.
"Help yourself," he offers as he puts the dish back in its original place.
He tries some of the canapes, as well as some roast duck.
The friends happily stuff their faces.
Samson joins the feast.
[ooc]No problem and welcome back. Has anyone seen or heard anything of Darwyn lately? He's in Ireland and I know has had hideous internet problems. Those won't have been helped if he's been hit by the same snow and ice we've had here.[/oco]
Darwyn will happily join the feast humming a jaunty tune to himself, and use another healing surge.
Sated and happy, the companions consider their next move. Ahead of them the doorway to further horrors awaits.
'No time like the present I suppose. Either way we are still in the Moil, so it's hardly staff to stay still.'
Darwyn gathers his things, and checks his scabbard and equipment before following whoever volunteers to go first.
"Right you are. I'll take point."
Darion cautiously steps through the doorway.
The archway leads down a short section of corridor which opens out into a ruined chamber. Around the crumbling walls, altars (or something very like them) wait, piled high with skulls. There is no obvious exit.
Darion notices noting particularly untoward.
The archway leads down a short section of corridor which opens out into a ruined chamber. Around the crumbling walls, altars (or something very like them) wait, piled high with skulls. There is no obvious exit.
Darion notices noting particularly untoward.
Norrin peeks over the paladin's shoulder into ruined chamber.
Norrin and Samson lead the way in. Nothing moves or disturbs the ancient skull piles, but on the table to the left Norrin sees something glinting deep among the bones.
"Well, this place doesn't look particularly inviting..."
Norrin looks up at the ceiling for monsters before checking out the shiny object.
Norrin sees no monsters (nor any exits) before rooting through the skulls to find the source of the glitter. He finds a brooch, long forgotten but still infused with arcane power.
Level: 13
Price: 17,000 gp
Item Slot: Neck
Enhancement: +3 Fortitude, Reflex, and Will
Power (Daily): Free Action. Use this power when an ally within 20 squares of you fails a saving throw. That ally rerolls that saving throw with a +2 power bonus and must use the second result, even if it’s lower.
"Anyone ask for a brooch ?"
Levana keeps her back to the wall and her bow at the ready.
The dead continue to sleep quietly in the chamber. Nothing moves, threatens or breaks the silence apart from the footsteps of the companions and the creak of armour and weaponry.
Darion looks around at the crumbling walls and debris.
"I wonder what caused this damage... Does anyone see a way out of here or shall we head back the way we came?"
Darion sees no doorways or other visible exits. The collapsed walls are simply old and uncared for and reveal no further rooms beyond the one you are in. The floor however is surprisingly intact.
"Well, it looks like we should head back the way we came. Let me know when you all are ready."
Darion scans the rubble and tables one last time before heading toward the door.
Just as he's on the point of giving up, Darion sees that there is a slight discrepancy in the floor. Careful prodding reveals a pit, dropping twenty feet. Unpleasant spikes adorn the bottom, but with care they can be navigated.
"Wait a second! Check this out, there's a pit here! I'd like to climb down but I'm honestly a bit worried I'll fall onto the spikes with all this plate on. Perhaps someone more nimble could see what's down there?"
Darion kicks a rock down into the pit, curiousity beginning to get the best of him.
"Right."