"That island doesn't seem magical. Mind you, if the others decide to join us, we could all be finding out close up very soon. Is this thing moored or can we move it?"
"Thanks. Guess I'm just scared of crocodiles."
"Is this thing moored or can we move it?"How are you checking? It seems stable.
"Lafiel, is there any way you can swim under if to feel if the thing's attached to the bottom? Come to that, can you tell how deep the water is at all..."
Rin pauses. "Hang on, I'll join you. We can look together." He pulls himself cautiously into the water.
"If we can find a way to detach it, we could use this as a raft I suppose." Rin suggests damply and doubtfully.
In the portal:
Barshevy shouts at the portal.
"Lafiel ! Drivish ! Rin ! Can you hear me?"
"We need to do something. I don't like waiting here..." Lafiel says quietly.
"I don't think we should break anything just yet." Drivish touches the rock wall, then gives a pull on the rope.
"You two should stay here while I check the island. I'll call you over if it appears safe."
"The others are either too worried to move or they've been attacked by something. Does going to fetch them make sense to anyone?"
Taking heed of Drivish's advice, he hauls himself back onto the platform.
Lafiel swims to the island after Drivish, and looks around for anything interesting.
Perception (1d20+6=16)
Drivish stomps around a bit and snaps off a branch before calling to the others, "It's safe as far as I can tell."
"Rin, there maybe no reason to, but it's up to you."
"Just stay put you two, I'll see if I can get back."
Rin heads back towards the portal and tries to stick his head through where the rope emerges.
"This place seems desolate enough. What would be the portal's purpose ?"
"No idea. All the more reason to stick together don't you think?"
Swamp side
"Well, we can't get back, so they'll have to come to us. I hope they do..." Rin sounds a little concerned.
"I'm not usually one for caution, but island hopping around this swamp with only half the party sounds like a stupid plan to me. Let me try calling them."
"Well, since the rope's not doing anything to help us, maybe I can use it to signal the others." Drivish pulls the rope the rest of way through and coils it up to stow it.
Swamp-side
Barshevy holds onto the rope and gives a tug back.
"Now what ye be doin that fer?" Fargrim grabs the rope and tried to tug back, helping Barshevy. "Ye know, we should be on the other side of that thing. Come, let's go together." Fargrim stands beside the priest and readies himself to jump through the portal.
The priest sighs. "Oh well". Then he does as he's told and steps through.
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The rope appeared to be on a one-way trip, but this is now moot as the rest of you are as well (including Qadim-sul).
Most of you are crowded together in knee-deep water on what the early-comers assure you is a rather small platform in deeper water. You're in what might be the NW corner of a cavern, with islands scattered here and there to the south and east. A dim glow suffuses the bleak swamp from above, but the canopy of dead trees and vines prevents you from seeing the light source.
"Glad you could join us - I was getting worried." Rin shakes his hair out of his face and greets the newcomers.
"Drivish and Lafiel are on that island. Let's join them." So saying, he climbs back into the water and eases his way across.
"And we were getting worried about you as well," says the cleric.
"I'm right behind you."
"Nothing much to do here waiting now that we're all here. Lets head south east."
I'll be at K7 apparently.
L9
K10.