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Jyra runs along the outer wall, jumping down the 5' between levels. She manages to get down 2 levels before running out of movement.

Jyra flies into a rage, and charges towards Ruuz, attacking him with the glowing red whip.

To hit: 16+4+2=22
Damage: 4+6=10

"You foolish squid! You've broken the key!" Jyra begins, but as the dragon rises into view, she lets loose a baleful shriek, and releases a spell at the creature.

(acid arrow, but she missed)

Jyra watches calmly as Ruuz makes the long run up the ramp and onto the upper tier of the chamber. As he approaches within easy earshot she begins talking. "Thank the Host you've come, Professor. I need your help against that creature..."

Abberant Mark Ability charm person, Ruuz needs a will save, DC is roughly 16, I figure out all the applicable modifiers if it is close...

Jyra makes her will save.

She casts a spell, which sets her dragonmarks twitching and undulating until they tear free of her own flesh, forming a whip of life-like energy thrashing about like a dragon cougt by the tail.

Cast Dragonmark Whip

for clarity: the 'key' is located at the intersection of II-Y+Z,21+22

"Perhaps it only opens for elves, or maybe one of the elves whose name is on the list. Is there any way to befuddle the sensor?"

Jyra's voice cuts in, unexpectedly, you almost didn't realize she was with you.

"Not to tell any of you fine sellswords your jobs, but if the halfling heard a voice, shouldn't someone be investigating?"

"Well, yes, if muscle only came in flesh, the Houses wouldn't be so powerful would they?"

Sense Motive: DC:

"I think your goblin friend is probably the most powerful member of your group, a trained eizard, obviously."

Sense Motive:

Ghorkin seems distracted, the other girls scared, but Jyra remains focused.

"M'Lady Valessa, I think there is a great deal we can offer each other. Your companions seem to be at no lack for muscle, but wits they carry in rusty buckets. My companions, are exactly the opposite."

"I suggest we move through the open door, and find somewhere safe to rest. By morning, the fear of this place should have subsided. And will you fools cast that Madness Damned Spear away before it lures one of the mad ones to us!"

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Beren (tracking result)

The hand print seems to be from someone opening the door and then pulling it closed behind them. It would appear they were traveling in quite a hurry.

"Here, this should help," Jyra says, pulling a climbing harness from her pack, "Mishelle, get the climbing rope out of your pack, Kathlyn, use the heavier rope to lower the packs down, and do try not to set them on the torch."

"I think we need to get inside as quickly as we can, lest those creatures come back."

Ruuz:

Jyra draws out a torch, and lights it with a tindertwig. She swings it around wildly attempting to keep the creatures at bay.

"You are far to kind sir, Professor Ghorkin is by far the master of the expedition, I am only his humble assisstant--"

It seems she was about to say more, but just trails off.

"Professor ir'Valdi, I think that if our two groups work together we should have more than enough manpower for the exploration, and it seems you have brought a stronger contingent of guards than we have. Given that we were already attacked today," she says, shrugging her shoulder indicating her torn clothing, "it seems this project is left safe then we first thought, isn't that right professor."

She continues, stepping on anything Ghorkin might have tried to say, "Yes, it would be very wise of us to work together, and divvying up the proceeds at the end should be easy as well. I'm not sure that a 75% rate is fair, but perhaps something can be arranged."

"Gentlemen, please, I am sure some fair and equitible arrangement can be reached," one of the hangers on says, reaching out to shake Ruuz's hand.

"My name is Jyra ir'Kano, pleased to make your acquantence."

For Ruuz: