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Yeah, I have more cerebral characters that would have flourished here more than Duran did. He did get to chop some swarm and ghost-lions though so that's something...

That was fun, thanks DMK

That seems really close to an answer to me.

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Duran gathers up his card as well, looking around for any tracks or other details they may have missed along the way. He whispers "Any idea why tha' alarm went off?"

Survival: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (5) + 7 = 12

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Stonemason: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (16) + 6 = 22

Duran pauses at the bumpy wall...

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15 +2 if stonework-related

Is there anything to the bumps on the wall at the end of the hall? Maybe a sketch/rubbing?
Duran makes sure every door is closed on the way out and everything save the shield is returned to its original position.

Double agreed and posted to that effect.

To Zalanda, since you're first level, you get 100% value for any gear you sell. It just has to be noted on your chronicles and/or tracking sheet.

After your first scenario at second level, you get half price for stuff you sell per the Guide.

"Sands fallan' through tha glass, lads. Ye two talk ta' tha lion, we three'll check them cabinets."

Duran turns to the yet unsearched cabinets in the second deepest room and scans first for any signs of recent use in the dust upon their handles.

Survival in lieu of Linguistics: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (3) + 7 = 10

Duran leafs through the sheets to see if there is anything written in his native tongue perhaps.

Untrained Linguistics: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (12) + 0 = 12

Duran hangs the shield off his backpack and proceeds back to the hall behind the lion's head. He'll open the door with his own shield readied once Rufus gives the okay.

I agree. I think we should mundanely search B4 and B8 and since B11 and B12 are behind double and triple secret doors, we should use the card catalog on those (since it works for 2 rooms only).

Duran frowns behind his red beard, "Thar's a few more doors, a staircase an' that bumpy-wall ta' figger out. Le's at least take a look."

Not quite ready to leave, and thoroughly convinced that the illusions weren't going to work anyway, Duran inquires of the shield, "Is there anythin' writtin' on it? Might be one'a'them Cipher-thingers. Also, there's one more room an' that wall with tha' bumps on it."

"Mebbe we otter fire up that card catalogue, thinger an' see what we got here."

Not much waiting, Duran takes a quick look around for any danger and begins looking for tomes perhaps covering the topics of demonic anatomy and resistances.

Perception for traps and such: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (19) + 6 = 25
Heal, used to try to search in an out of the box for those of us without linguistics kind of way...: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 13

"Right, le's move on a'fore the music stops." Duran stows his axe and pushes open the secret door.

When the lion poofs, Duran clomps forward to flank the other one for his allies.

Stupid lion, been waiting here all this time just to get chopped in two?

Duran chortles a little - keeping totally quiet was out of the question with roaring lions in the fray - and pivots, swinging his axe down low this time in an attempt to hamstring the contraption, if it has hamstrings.

Hold Ground, waraxe attack: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (12) + 6 = 181d10 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4

I thought that had it. Fracking lions.

Duran jumps forward and in one move, unhooks his waraxe and brings it down towards the lion closest to him. It's all he can do to not shout a war cry...

5' step West, Waraxe Attack: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (18) + 6 = 241d10 + 3 ⇒ (8) + 3 = 11

Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (11) + 7 = 18 +2 for stonework
As Carrel deals with his painful affliction, Duran's eye catches on something on the lion.

"Looks like that big lion is a secret door, mebbe opened by arrangin' these miniatures somehow."

Duran hovers back in the hall, not much good for book searching, not much good at trap springing. He does finger the healing wand in his pocket however...

Duran whispers, "Not much we ken do 'bout that here iss'ere? Be quiet an' move on an' mebbe them illusions'll hold fer a while."

Duran takes his advice, backs out of the room and moves to the door to the right of the one with the flying books.

T10 stealth for a 16, Open Door if it seems fine
Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 6 = 10

While the others search, Duran spends his time picking up the shattered paper scraps and arranging them to go back into the cabinet.

Are there other locked cabinets in here as well?

This is gonna make a mess

Duran drops his buckler, steps up and slashes at the book pile with two hands on his axe.

Waraxe attack, 2-handed: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 151d10 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 = 13

Duran whips his axe out in the blink of an eye and brings it to bear upon the animated books, chopping and rending.

Quick Draw
Waraxe attack: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 171d10 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7
Move 2 squares diagonally to the door

He wheels back to stand next to Carrel in the doorway. "Fracking animated fracking books."

"We don't have all day. Giv'er here." Duran grabs the offending book in his gauntleted hand.

Duran snorts, "Any of you finger wagglers figure out why them pages'r rustlin'? If not, we might try, you know, reading them."

While they mess around with that, he looks at the various books to see if there is anything of interest.

Appraise: 1d20 ⇒ 4

"It's not some fairy poem, it's a riddle... There's a difference." Duran mutters, moving to the door in the middle of the hall. He takes a quick look then opens it.

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 6 = 9

It's hard to tell but perhaps the dwarf's cheeks grow a little redder at the praise. With a pheghmy throat-clearing, Duran takes the key and moves to the door to unlock it.

Duran liked riddles - they were always an enjoyable way to while an evening away after a day of hard work with friends. He thinks for a moment and then speaks,

"Keeper cloaked in brass
Fringes on a stalk
Whispers in the grass
Silent hunter walks"

Duran attempts an awkward bow, "Er, I'm amazed"

Diplomacy, Aid another: 1d20 - 3 ⇒ (18) - 3 = 15

Duran moves to the Lion statue, checking for any writings or inscriptions. "Anybody find anything?"

Duran turns his focus to the works hinted at from the fragmentary writings on the chalkboard. He roughly enlists the help of Zalanda and Rufus as he moves through the rows of books.

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 8

"Yeah. Put that jigger upside down an use it ta' mark tha' time. I'm gonna open another door."

Duran marches across the corridor and opens the first door on the opposite side.

Duran takes a different tack, instead of looking for specific clues by looking at the function of the objects in the room, he focuses instead on the objects themselves. Do some of the books show signs of wear or repeated access more than others? Looking at the chalkboard itself, he seeks there remnants of old writings, long wiped away... tracks of lessons long past, perhaps.

[dice=Survival to look for "tracks"]1d20 + 7[/dice]

That link was broken but I managed to parse it out. The hand-drawn map is here: Linky-link-link

"Maybe ya need to touch 'em instead'a findin' a pattern with yas eyes."

Ignoring his own advice and seeing the halfling move to a door, Duran moves into the hall and inspects then opens the north door opposite to the one Rysovich stopped at.

perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (10) + 6 = 16 +2 for stonework traps

Standing around like a bunch a' slack-jawed...

After waiting for a moment for someone to actually do something, Duran shoulders his way across the small room to the door.

[/i]Not sure what you expected with a couple of halflings, an elf spawn and a woman. Might as well be a knitting circle.[i/]

In a quiet voice, he says "Step back" and tries the handle.

Duran returns to the archive room and reports his findings, "Right. There's a dark empty room at tha' bottom of tha' stairs. Get down there an check tha' door an' I'll see ta coverin' our tracks up here."

He looks over to the illusions, his eyes lingering on the perfect copy of himself, handsome feller. He moves to the shelves and gathers several books, laying them out open on the central table for the illusionary pathfinders to be "looking at". Then, he checks the floor near the statues for any sign of their passage, disrupting any tracks he finds.

Once everyone's through, he'll latch the door behind them.

Take 10 on Survival to find and obscure tracks for a 17

Bit of a cross-post with the GM so I edited mine.

Duran sniffs as the half-elf jumps in.

When the door opens, he peers down into the darkness. "I ken take tha lead in case there's any surprises. Jus' don't point any lights on me."

Head down the stairs, taking 10 on stealth for a 16

While Rufus looks at books on the shelves, Duran inspects the stone books the two statues are holding for any script.

Must be here

Duran spreads out as well, looking for any clue about a secret entrance to the lower level.

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 8 +2 if the entrance involves a door/change in the stonework

Diplomacy (Gather information): 1d20 - 3 ⇒ (17) - 3 = 14

After several attempts to flag someone down for directions to the library, Duran turns to his companions, "Nobody wants ta listen t'a dwarf at a party like this. Any of you talky folks want ta' find someone ta' show us tha' way so we can get ta' tha' job at hand?"

Duran's ready

"Right. So we use this chance ta' enter this Academy library, use magic so as ta' not be seen meddlin' while we are indeed meddlin' in a secret part of tha' library that some no-name patron tells us is there. "

What could go wrong?

Duran scratches the side of his lumpy nose, "I don't suppose we have any idea what might be in there other than books?"

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (18) + 6 = 24
First I follow some fool sleepwalker and now I'm sent to a library. Still, a powerful 'patron' might be just the kind of person I am to make contact with. There might be profit here, yet.

Duran adds a question to the halfling's, "An' who is this Patron?"

Hi everyone. Please bear with me a bit while I figure this all out. :-)

A wide, heavy-set dwarf with red-tinged brown hair and beard enters the bait and tackle shop. Like many of his kind, he wears plate armour and carries a dizzying array of weapons on his person but unlike most, he moves with a lightness of step that belies the strength of his armaments.

He silently appraises the shop, looking around critically, A bait shop, great. Why on earth would I be here?. He moves over to one of the fishing rods and fingers it with his calloused hand.

He mutters largely to himself, "Wife says I need a hobby so I guess I'm here fer that."

How do you add a picture to the character alias?

Never mind, found it.

Looks like we could use a front-liner.