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Khatín takes a deep breath, calming herself, mumbling as the others poke around. "The fossilized king. Sounds delightful. Just wonderful. Didn't see that in the brochure."

"Pay attention, Ash!" Khatín snaps, clearly flustered. "I'm not dying in this hole because you need a, a...a coddle. This is not a game. That is some kind of bloody stupid creature, and I hate it, and it is going to eat us because Erutzan was too cowardly to come in here himself!"

"Strangler," Khatín growled in frustration, looking up at the ceiling. "I hate this place. I hate it. I hate stranglers. I hate the darkness. I hate everyone right now."

"What in the abyss was that?"

Khatín spins on her heel, readying herself for an attack. "What?! Where?"

Khatín keeps her eyes peeled.

Khatín stands back quietly, peering over everyone's shoulders at the fungus.

I'm still about.

"We've got light up here."

"Seems they got a bad return on...the deep kind is...fu-" Khatín stammers off, then chuckles dryly. "I don't know where I was going with that. Thought I had a joke, but it didn't agree. Where to?"

"Did I mention I love this place?" Khatín mutters, stepping over a pile of rocks on the ground. "Could make a lovely starter home. My parents had one just like this, and now look at where the are in life. Dead."

"I hate this bloody place," Khatín swears nervously.

"Bloody hell -" Khatín curses under her breath, abandoning pretense and turning towards whatever is on the ceiling. "Focus up! We're not alone."

"I see what you're saying, yes." Khatín shifts subtly in her stance.

"It's colder." Khatín says quietly, holding her hand out and feeling the air.

GM Spazmodeus, I actually think you meant that ooc for Ashlynn, not Khatín, based on the map. :)

Khatín yells, following the others. "Go! Go!"

"No go?" Khatín asks redundantly. She nods at Borden, "Should we try to move it?"

Khatín meets Mac's eyes. "Be careful."

Khatín glares up at Borden, half a hand taller than she is, then up at Ashlynn as well, nearly as tall. She grunts noncommittally, inspecting the stone.

"Anyway we can squeeze past this?" Khatín asks, rubbing the surface of the stone with her hand.

"I can go with you since you've got better eyes than I do."

Khatín peers inside the sarcophagus. "Think it's another hidden space?"

Khatín follows the others.

Khatín coughs over a laugh as one of the wrigglings resembles a rather rude gesture. Her eyes shine in the dim light with mirth.

"Alright". Khatín slides down the chain to the bottom room.

Khatín nervously backs toward the edge. "Whoah, we should get out of this tunnel before we are launched out unceremoniously."

Ashlynn, keep in mind you cannot Aid another on Disable Device checks, which is the only way to have you assist, since you normally wouldn't get your own separate roll on his check (this is why we have Aid another in the first place, lol). Also...why does Ashlynn have thieves' tools? She's not proficient in Disable Device, a trained-only skill, so she couldn't use them anyway. Did I misread your character?

Sorry, I was just a little thrown and confused when the Oracle whipped out thieves' tools to mess with a lock. :)

OH! I just found it! The Seeker archetype makes you a tinkerer. That's cool! I still don't think you can Aid with it, aside from waiting to see if he fails, and seeing the results (traps, etc.) of that before you tried to disarm the trap.

Khatín claps Ashlynn on the shoulder, nodding seriously at her, a small smile on her face.

"Oh I do not like that idea."

"That's...exciting." Khatín says nervously, her voice quiet. It still feels too loud in the dark corridor.

"Hmm. Yeah. I wonder why?" She nods at Ashlynn. "Nicely done."

"I wonder what it was? Had to be heavy."

Khatín pears back over the edge to the drop off below. "Something was dragged here. Likely pushed off the ledge." She gestures at several scratches on the ground, leading up to the opening. "See?"

Khatín nods at Mac as he joins her, speaking softly. "You think there is anything else in that room down there we need to look at?"

Taking the illuminated bolt out of the wall, she peers down the tunnel ahead of them as he ties off the rope. "Or should we press on?"

"Do you folks have anything to help you climb this?" Khatín calls down from above them, rattling the chain.

"Ladies," Khatín's voice echoes down from above. "Ladies! Up here. There is a passage of some sort. Can we get a light up here?"

Glad to see you returned. :D

Get better, mate.

As Nym speaks, Khatín returns to the chain she was inspecting, and tugs on it once more. She starts to climb, muttering, "I'm an idiot for trying this...".

Khatín pulls her attention away from the chain as the cylinder rises out of the floor. She looks at the bard, impressed. "Wow. How'd you know what to do?"

Khatín nods at Borden absentmindedly, peering into the darkness above her. She gives the chain a light tug, testing if it is strong enough to hold her. "Try it."

Enjoy the family. :)

I'm still here, mate. :) I'm sorry you had to deal with that. COVID can mess people up, bad. It sounds like everyone made it out (relatively) unscathed, so that is good.

I wouldn't worry. No need, as I think it's done, unfortunately.

Thanks Ashlynn. Hopefully Spazmodeus is alright.

"I'm not bad at climbing...but that does look daunting."

Happy Holidays!

I'm here. Just writing and driving. :)

"An ancient battle?"

Khatín stares at Nym wide-eyed, before slowly reaching out to pinch out a tiny flame that was still burning on his back. "You uh, you missed a spot."

"Well..." Khatín speaks quietly, "...there is a skeleton lying against the wall over here." She points up above the blue lamp as everyone looks over to her. "And I can't see the ceiling in this alcove, but I can in the others."