Dullia motions to the remaining explorers that came through the painting and starts heading down the stairs into the chasm. She also draws her sword as she advances, holding it in her main hand with the lit torch in the other.
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Dullia draws a torch from her pack and lights it. She then moves to the edge of the hole and looks inside. If necessary she'll drop a stone into the hole to try and gauge the depth.
"Touch it?" says Dullia flatly while she searches the faces of the rest of the group for intent.
"I can't tell anything about the upstairs. The room is huge and poorly lit from what I can find." Then Dullia wanders over to Malthizar and Omara starts to look at the map as well.
When Dullia spots the hole in the ceiling she immediately heads towards it and repeats the chant she gave earlier, letting her consciousness slip into the space above.
Handing off the rope to on of the others, Dullia heads up the stairs to get a first look at the level above.
You find yourself in a dark chamber of stone. Bare except for carved benches on the four walls and a set of sculpted stairs rising to the level above you. You have entered from the north Emphasis mine. It's late so it's possible my eyeballs are playing a trick on me.
"Down there" she says, pointing to the drain. "Looking for something or other I suppose."
There's stairs in the first room that we haven't gone up, right? Or am I horribly misunderstanding something.
Dullia remains above and takes the rope out of her backpack so that she can pull up the others once they had finished their exploration.
"There's something moving down there, but all I can see is water. At least waist level."
Dullia follows Malthazirs gaze. She nods in agreement, saying. "I'll check to see if it goes anywhere useful." She kneels down and gazes down into the shaft below while mumbling.
Dullia follows Spines into the temple but stops once she sees the carvings. Her attention becomes engrossed with trying to glean any significance from them.
With the wind catching on the loose fabric of her robes, Dullia Krimhilde is forced to raise up her hand in an effort to shield her face from the pounding rain. She stops and looks back to her travelling companions, pointing to the structure in the distance. "We should make for that temple, seek shelter from the storm!" she says, having to raise her voice to be heard over the roaring winds.
I'd also like to avoid changing mine if possible. Is it readable enough?
I have no issue with it.
Checking in.
I can swap bless for CLW and I'll have two castings per day for others, and I have a separate ability to heal myself. That should hold us over until Omara picks up Lay on Hands.
My backstory is only one paragraph so I'm fine on that front. My name is germanic though, do I need to switch it? Do we have to swap weapons and armor over to eastern?
Here is my submission for a Half-Elf Inquisitor. I'll be filling a hybrid spellcaster/combatant role. |