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Argyri nods and–if the door seems untrapped, and she doesn't hear anything–she opens it and peers through.
Aryri opens the untrapped and unlocked door into the Winding Way and comes face to translucent face of two specters, "Boo!" They both swipe at our swashbuckler and then fly away. One turns the immediate corner left and one turns the corner right.
With no threats in sight you see a 40 ft long 10 ft wide and tall hallway of worked stone. After 10 ft, hallways open to the left and right; one specter fled in each of these hallways. After 30 ft, two more hallways open to the left and right.
"Great. I wonder what they are luring us toward."
"If you wish I can cast a spell to conjure forth fiery spheres about me to provide light and offer ready objects to hurl upon ghostly apparitions. However it only lasts 10 minutes and one must stay away from me of set one off." Dr says to the group reaching into her component pouch to ready the ingredients for the spell.
"Could well work. I'll hold the rear then. Can burn any who try to ambush us. Well, at least once." Tarn said.
"Little light never hurt."
Argyri gasps as she feels the lifeforce sucked out of her. "What the f&^k was that??"
After she catches her breath and a bit of color comes back into her skin, she says, "Oh! This is like this one issue of Dyzziq the Dashing: Into the Crypt. There was a crafty ghost that kept jumping out of the floor or walls to attack them. At first they spread out, but then it would go after them one at a time. Then Dyzziq told them all to huddle close and walk slowly, so they were ready to attack the ghost anytime it emerged."
Right before Aryri opens the untrapped and unlocked door into the Winding Way, you all are filled with a sense of danger and dread. So when the door opens and you come face to translucent face with two specters, "Boo!"
Argyri notes the specters just in time, thanks to her new magic dagger. She leaps forward, thrusting at the nearer one with both her magic rapier and her magic dagger.
Moves on and readies his blades to go after the specters.
Dru steps back and fires a bolt of flames at the nearest phantom, not ready to go toe to toe with a foe again quite yet.
Kwin raises his holy symbol again, summoning the swarm of divine spirits to again blanket his allies in protection and to bathe their foes in radiance.
Argyri notes the specters just in time, thanks to her new magic dagger. She leaps forward, thrusting at the nearer one with both her magic rapier and her magic dagger.
Moves on and readies his blades to go after the specters.
Dru steps back and fires a bolt of flames at the nearest phantom, not ready to go toe to toe with a foe again quite yet.
Tarn raised his weapon...and it was over. With a harumph he spat at where the ghosts once were and consoled himself that they obviously were not worthy of his attention.
"I think we should regroup, recover our strength and return again. Time is on our side, and we now know what to expect."
"I think I could push on a bit more, but resting to be at our best is never a bad idea. What do the rest of you think?"
"Agreed" Drusilla says as she sheaths her blade and nods.
"I doubt we could heal that much again."
Badger bandages himself up and fixes a few damaged patches in his armor.
Once everyone is ready, Argyri again tiptoes forward, Dagger of Warning in hand, looking for dangers.
Argyri leads the intrepid adventures into the left hand hallway. After ten feet, she disappears through the floor.
You fall through the illusory section of floor into a six foot by six foot wide pit, ten feet deep into a pool of acid of corrosive slime.
"Oooof! Hold on a sec."
Argyri climbs out of the pit, doing a flip at the end to cover for her embarrassment as she brushes the acidic slime off of her clothing and out of her hair.
"Now that is an occupational hazard. I swear, how do they get work done down here?
"Any of you have a ten foot pole? Or a healing spell to spare? That smarted."
"I can help."
Argyri climbs out of a spiked pit six foot by six foot wide that is covered is an illusory floor.
The short hallway bends to another short hallway that ends in a door.
"Any of you have a ten foot pole? Or a healing spell to spare? That smarted."[/b]
"Um, actually, yes." Kwin pulls a foot long rod off of his pack and hands it to Argyri. "The command word is 'axlane'"
"And there I thought you were just excited to see me!", Argyri grins.
"Yeeesh! Whoever built this place really likes traps. See that big stone, poised to drop on whoever opens this door? One sec."
With a few deft moves, she disarms the trap. "I guess going forward we'd better have two of us up front looking for traps, in case I miss one. And Kwin's handy pole. For now though...", Argyri listens at the door, and checks it for further traps.
If it's OK, she motions everyone close and (with Dagger of Warning in hand) tries to open the door.
"I am not a trap finder I am more of a spell hurler" the elf says looking at the others hand on her Scimitars hilt.
After you disarm the trap, you open the door. Gripping your dagger of Warning, the doorway reveals a brick wall and essentially a fake door.
Argyri scratches her head, "Hmmm, Tarn, you and me should make a good team up here. You see anything I've missed?"
Tarn gave a giant grin. "That's because ye can see up high and I down low." He said, pleased at the unexpected kind words. He put every fiber of his being into proving Argyri correct.
Badger moves to the rear of the group bow at the ready while the way forward is dealt with.
Kwin is still alarmed by the specters they encountered earlier. He is watching ahead to see if anything else comes out of the walls. Or floor. Or ceiling.
Drusilla atays close to thw othwrs as she readies a variety od nasty possibilities should they get attacked
You backtrack and continue your 'take left turns' strategy. With Tarn helping Argyri, she finds a wire stretching across the floor at ankle height.
Click signaling the trap triggers. From the ceiling a stone falls on Argryi, but she dodges out of the way.
You take another left, and Argyri falls through the floor, again.
"Don't step here. There's another floor illusion with an acid-filled pit. Any healing for me?"
Badger steps up and looks up at Kwin. "Save yours I think your magic has more options."
"The rest looks like our heroine has been through a scrape." He winks at her, "You make a bloody lip look good, I garuntee."
Tarn winced. Walking face first into traps was the only way he knew of finding them. He had really hoped that Argyri‘a skills would have served the half-elf better.
You continue down the hallway to a dead end.
"Watch out. There's a pit here, measuring 6 feet by 6 feet and with a depth of 10 feet, has long wooden spikes affixed to the bottom. Very dangerous. Let's turn around."
"Is it something we can jump or bridge?" He shrugs.