Cenciach wakes up, feeling a bit better. "Grakl?" He asks, looking bewildered.
"He's here, in spirit at least," grins Milaniel from Grakl's body. Casting her eye over the others and determining that Cenciach is still the most wounded, Milaniel casts her remaining two healing spells on the dragon, healing him of a further 12 hit points. With a strange smile, Grakl's form becomes indistinct as the ghost departs his body, his eyes rolling in their sockets before refocussing as he regains control of his body, Milaniel's incorporeal form lazily drifting away from him.
"Whaaaa"
"Det felt funnuh!!"
"det wasn't me cenci, det was the ghosty, she took over me and healed you!" states Grakl a bit bewildered himself as a shiver runs down his spine.
"det wasn't me cenci, det was the ghosty, she took over me and healed you!" states Grakl a bit bewildered himself as a shiver runs down his spine.
"Oh! Thanks, Milly! And thanks, Grakl. So what should we do now?"
"Get far from oomans, find place rest, then you get read booky me swipe from dead wizzy..."
"Sound good Saam?"
"Fine by me."
Saamasal continues to float there, scowling.
"Yuhm Yuhm wanted to eat you..."
Grakl will sneak down the corridors and get more of a clue...
"No! He lie! I no want to eat little dragon. I want to hug and kiss little dragon."
Yuhm Yuhm makes smooching sounds with his big lips.
"No! He lie! I no want to eat little dragon. I want to hug and kiss little dragon."
Yuhm Yuhm makes smooching sounds with his big lips.
Cenciach backs away nervously. "Um, can I come with you, Grakl? I promise not to make any noise."
From where you stand, you can hear a distant murmuring from down the stairs marked E - perhaps voices, although it's hard to be sure as the sound is faint and distorted. The doors at C and D are sturdy, reinforced doors. Both are closed, although there is no obvious lock on either. You can see one or two pillars in the chamber labelled A which opens out at the end of the corridor.
The air is cool and, apart from the distant sound echoing from down the stairs, still and quiet.
You didnt have anything with you when you escaped. It's quite likely that the backpacks you scrounged from the rogue and wizard will have bits and pieces which would be useful. Although searching through them would take some time.
The hobgoblin's ears prick up when he hears the murmurs.
"This way", and Grakl heads away from the voices toward the northwest. Keeping an eye open from traps...
Saamasal follows behind Grakle.
Grakl leads the rest of you cautiously down the corridor towards the chamber up ahead. He moves carefully, examining the floor, walls and ceiling for any signs of traps or other unpleasant surprises as he goes. When you reach the chamber you peer in to see an empty chamber apart from five carved, stone pillars.
Evenly spaced around the room are four statues each showing a slender, human woman, holding a large sword, point resting on the floor. They have been carved to face the larger pillar at the centre of the room, each with their faces downcast deferentially. The central pillar is bigger and shows a minotaur, shoulders braced against the roof, as if he were holding up the entire mountain.
Saamasal floats into the room and taps the nearest statue with the flat of his blade. "Just statues. Come on, let's keep going."
The hobgoblin looks disapprovingly at the statues. "Not food," he says.
Saamasal floats into the room and taps the nearest statue with the flat of his blade. "Just statues. Come on, let's keep going."
For a moment, nothing happens as Saamasal hits the statue with his sword. After a few moments, you hear a deep grinding sound and the head of the statue turns towards him, an impassive expression on its face. The rest of the statue remains completely motionless as its head turns...and continues turning, spinning slowly all the way around a full three hundred and sixty degrees. When it returns to its original position it continues revolving at an ever increasing pace.
After the statue completes its first revolution, the other three statues of female warriors also begin spinning their heads, the room filling with a grinding sound as they rotate faster and faster. As they begin moving faster and faster, the statue of the minotaur remains motionless in the centre of the room.
"Ouch, ouch, the squeek hurtz hurtz my ears..."
"Not good...not good"
Saamasal floats into the room and taps the nearest statue with the flat of his blade. "Just statues. Come on, let's keep going."For a moment, nothing happens as Saamasal hits the statue with his sword. After a few moments, you hear a deep grinding sound and the head of the statue turns towards him, an impassive expression on its face. The rest of the statue remains completely motionless as its head turns...and continues turning, spinning slowly all the way around a full three hundred and sixty degrees. When it returns to its original position it continues revolving at an ever increasing pace.
After the statue completes its first revolution, the other three statues of female warriors also begin spinning their heads, the room filling with a grinding sound as they rotate faster and faster. As they begin moving faster and faster, the statue of the minotaur remains motionless in the centre of the room.
"Oh, great. Good idea, Sammy, poking it should keep us very safe!" Cenciach says, looking annoyed. He goes up to the minotaur statue and examines it, trying to determine its properties.
Knowledge (arcana)+6=17.
"Tee hee hee! Spinning heads funny!"
Cenciach flies into the centre of the room to examine the statue of the minotaur. It appears finely carved from a single block of stone. Its surface is polished and smooth and extremely lifelike. As far as you can tell, it is otherwise unremarkable. As the rest of you remain in the doorway, the heads continue to spin at a faster and faster rate, the grinding noise rising in both pitch and volume.
"Come on, let's get going before we find out what this does."
Yes, yes, gogo!
I will be scanning for traps ahead...and yes we left the lantern...
[spoiler]Here's some rolls for perception to detect traps. 1d20=17, 1d20=5, 1d20=1, 1d20=16, 1d20=8, 1d20=15, 1d20=19, 1d20=14, 1d20=15, 1d20=14
"Oooh. Spinning making me dizzy ..."
Grakl steps up to Yuhm Yuhm and turns his head away from the spinning heads...
"Nono looks at them..."
"Ah, that better."
Grakl looks around...as is something should have happened already
That's fine. RL will always come first. I really enjoyed this game, and I will definitely rejoin once it returns. Good luck.
I really enjoyed the opportunity to play Yuhm Yuhm. Thanks, and good luck with your studies!
Grakl looks around... "What's that?"
Grakl looks around... "What's that?"
"Who cares, we don't have time to stand around here."
Grakl looks around... "What's that?""Who cares, we don't have time to stand around here."
"Yess yess, must go, the humans still chase...notimenotime...Pick them off one by one, when we can, get a lead, set a trap..."
Welcome back, everyone. Here is the updated map, you are currently standing at the point marked A.
The room you have just left contains several statues whose heads have begun rotating - you can clearly hear the squeal of stone on stone, gradually rising in pitch as they spin faster and faster. Further back (corridor G) you can hear the distant sounds of pursuit. The voices are fairly faint, no doubt they are moving carefully.
Looking ahead you scout out the immediate area, Three sturdy doors are nearby, each leading in a different direction (B,C,D) there are also two passages leading away from this area a long, straight passage heading off deeper into the dungeon (E) and a winding corridor heading east (F).
You would estimate the mob of humans are maybe a minute or two behind you. With the exception of Milaniel, you are all wounded, tired and hungry.
The dozing hobgoblin is startled awake.
"Zzzz... *snort* ... Whaaa!!?"
He has a strange habit of falling asleep in dire situations.
"Let's go this way."
You would estimate the mob of humans are maybe a minute or two behind you. With the exception of Milaniel, you are all wounded, tired and hungry.
Milaniel's eyes narrow. "It matters little which way we go, as long as we go quickly. That passage is as good as another, I suppose. I will go ahead, in case there are more... surprises."
Milaniel leads the way, drifting easily down the corridor as the rest of you follow a short distance behind. Grakl is moving warily, scanning the floor ahead for traps or other dangers. The high pitched whine from the room of statues recedes as you come to a sturdy, wooden door.
Yuhm Yuhm sniffs the door.
"Mmm. Woody."
Milaniel steps slowly through the door.