"Boy, this thing is heavier than I was expecting . . . "
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"What the hell lads, what were ye brought up on? Watery porridge?!" - the dwarf rumbles.
"Ale of course. I guess that is rather like watery porridge. "
Beneath is a ladder leading downward, set in the wall of a circular shaft which leads to a small hallway.
Lom dispels the flaming sphere. "Who's first?"
"Naturally."
"No, he's not on our team. Pretty sure he plays baseball. "
"Ale of course. I guess that is rather like watery porridge. "
"C'mon lad, be respectful - ale is nothing like porridge. Ye daft?" - Aggrammar smiles, then turns to the ladder - "Mojo is first" - and throws a wink at the goblin.
While Aggy and Lars debate the finer details of Ale and porridge (which sounds like an absolutely horrible combination) Sorek stares down the ladder
if no immediate danger is detected Sorek descends with Mojo the keen-eyed trapspotter.
Just about the time Sorek and Mojo have descended the ladder, the door to the mausoleum slams shut and the floor starts to rise!
Sorek, you detect a general background evil to the place, but nothing specific in the area. You come down to a rough hewn end of a passageway.
"hey.. there's a door down here." and when the noise begins.."What's going on up there?"
The scout team then proceeds down the corridor checking for traps on the door while waiting for word from everyone else "Mojo let's check this door quick...we may need an escape route"
Lom descends down after Sorek. He casts a light spell on the tip of his wand. "Sounds like we got out of there just in time."
"Let's go lads!" - Aggrammar roars, climbing down also - "Move yer butts!"
Lars will start climbing down into the tunnel.
"Doesn't look good up here. "
The goblin works quickly to open the door. Checking traps as second nature.
He is a blur with the hooking awl twisting in the mechanism.
You find no traps and the door is not locked. Opening the door you find a passageway straight ahead with a side passage to the left.
"Oww. Me not try that first, Sorry masters." says the slightly crestfallen goblin.
the scouts proceed down the side passage
"Well I guess that is my sign to get moving."
Myrick follows Lars.
Lars ambles along.
Mojo can see 60' to somewhat of a T. There is also another side passage almost immediately to the right.
Aggrammar stays back to see what happens up top.
Also, he waits for the scouts to report back to the rest of the group before proceeding.
The goblin silently signals back making a serious T with his hands and then also mimicking a closer passage on the right. Then he slips forwards to take a peek round each corner.
The goblin carries on through through to the T junction stealthily so he can get a good look around in semi-darkness.
The worked passage opens into a small room. On the far end, near an archway leading to a passage beyond, rests a coffin without a lid.
Lomyldyr will move up and will study the room from the safety of the hall. He will also detect magic on the room.
Lom does not detect magic in the room and sees nothing within the room beyond the open coffin.
What one of you finally probably saw while hurriedly scurrying down the ladder is that there is an impression in the ceiling just the size of the sarcophagus!
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Inspecting the coffin
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"Huh? Is this the actual entrance? Somehow I pictured something . . . I don't know . . . More traditional. With like a gate or something."
Aggrammar follows the others inside the coffin room, and once Sorek informs the coffin is empty nods at Mojo - "Press on then lad"
"For a place called the dungeon of graves, this seemed like an appropriate entrance. "
The passage to the room beyond has collapsed. It will take a lot of digging to go past it.
Lom will look down the two other passages exiting the room to see if they go anywhere. If they don't, he will turn to Mojo and the others. "We need to backtrack. Let's explore those other two passages."
Down to the first right
The room is strewn with bits of bones and loose dirt. A cool breeze blows by, and whispering can be heard off in the darkness. This room has
several small piles of bones looted from the graveyard above. The air is drafty and rather fresh.
"Where does fresh air come from down here? must be a cave opening or something. "
"I suppose so Lars, but the information I was given was that this place used to be a place created by those dedicated to the light and was later corrupted and over come by evil. . . Then again, maybe that was just to complex we had to clear first. To be honest I was younger and the world seemed more black and white when I swore that I would quest to this place."
"I am glad I found a place among you. We will need all of our skills, strengths and powers here."
"Ha! Ha! This time we brought ranged weapons too."
Myrick nods to Lomyldr.
"Yes, let's not leave opponents behind us if it can be helped."
The paladin sniffs the air.
"Locating a way out would be advantageous."
"I hear you, master Myrick. Yous bin 'ear afore? Me wus wiv lots slotted so us didn get to 'ear," nods the goblin rogue.
Is someone going to check out this room?
Lars takes a loot around.
but is a bit more focused on the breeze
Well, speaking of loot: Hidden in the pile of bones are 22 cp, ignored by previous adventuring parties.
Aggrammar stands watch - "Now THAT is a pile of treasure" - he chuckles.
"Coppers? I can't even buy swill class ale with that. Just leave it. "
The goblin is shocked by the sacrilegious Crusader, and scoops up the treasure like its gold.
Then he tests the door for danger, before opening it.
The goblin starts to scream as he scoops up the coins, "It burns!"
Take Mojo
Then he notices some green goo on the bones.
"Hmm, there may be a parable in that somewhere. "