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Convinced by Jamadar's keen strategic mind and his reassurance that no traps exist, Bollux strides forward to encounter this Longtail. He stops after a few steps, realizing he's going the wrong way, and confidently strides toward the correct passage.
Should I be seeing something on the map on the Roll20 site? All I see is a black rectangle.
Shakes off the effects of the fascination trap and listens intently to the conversation, trying to catch up to what's happened.
Ooh...shiny
Hearing Grumthar's suggestion, Bollux complies, saying, "There's a good idea, my orcish friend." He throws his newly acquired throwing axe into the room, trying to embed it in one of the broken crates.
"If Kelvum says there's something interesting this way, then that's where I'm going." Bollux takes off down the hall to the Northeast.
Still here.
Jadedly ignoring the pile of corpses, Bollux slowly peers through the open doors, not quite sure what he's looking for or what to do next.
Feeling vindicated about his mistrust of doors, Bollux hops into the room with Grumthar, wincing as he passes poor Jamadar. He looks about the room and gives a good hard look at the display of axes. He hefts some of them, looking for some that are well-balanced. He lifts a few others trying to find any that a light enough to be thrown across the room with any accuracy. "This is indeed a great find, Grumthar. I have never seen the equal of such an armory; though I imagine our Dwarven friends have seen better," he says, motioning toward Shae and Klevum.
"OK" Following Jamadar's expert advice, Bollux pulls out his warhammer and tries to smash open the metal box.
Becoming a little worried about this talk of traps and magic, Bollux gingerly places the box he found on one of the tables and eyes it closely for any traps. I think someone should take another look at this before opening it. I would hate for anyone to be blown up due to carelessness again.
Surprised at not finding any enemies behind the door, Bollux hops into the room and helps look for anything out of the ordinary.
Bollux hops into the room and looks towards the exit to the east. "One places a trap to gather food or to protect oneself or one's possessions. There are no precious things here and I don't intend to be someone's dinner. Someone is down that hallway." Hmm, dinner sounds good right about now. I could go for some venison stew, warm bread, dark ale... Drool starts to trickle down from his mouth. |
