'Right, so do we have any magic that could jam the doors open?'
erp.... thought I had posted....hmmmmmmm.
Soven picks himself up off the floor and dusts himself off. He is unsure as to exactly what just happened and even less sure of what will come next.
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Your intuition proves correct. The opening of both doors triggers the 'freezing' of the traps. The problem remains: the doors are engineered to close on their own and reactivate the trap. It would seem that the easiest way to make it through this part of the challenge would be to find something of substance that can be used to prevent a door from closing all the way.
"It seems the blades stop as long as both doors are open. We just need to find something to wedge them open."
'Okay so, do we have any big objects, or magic that could hold the door?'
"The only thing I have that could hold it for even a moment is a trident." Could we possibly jam that into remaining open?
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A Place To Rest
As the final Pathfinder makes his or her way into the room beyond the axes or blades, the doors slam shut with a hissing noise, apparently sealing themselves forever. An auditory figment channels through the air, the same voice as you heard before. "Blades Passed"
The room you are now in has several cushioned sofas and a sparkling fountain of clear water in the center of the room. A single door leads beyond with a banner over the door reading "Know Thy Way".
"I suppose it's too much to hope for the obvious route to be the right one? Was there a third part to the riddle, by the way?"
Komana smiles, adjusting her clothing after the frantic rush down the hallway.
'I believe the rest of it went "Long have we to find our way. Emerge from blood victoriously. Go safely among blade and axe. And do not suffer violent facts. Constantly rises enemy again and again. You must protect thy LEGACY."'
She then looks around the room, but doesn't touch anything. Just looks.
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Catching his breath, huffing slightly behind his ornate mask, Iacobus muses, I am not entirely comfortable with the idea of resting here. It feels like a subtle sort of trap, to encourage us to idleness, while our rivals forge ahead...
Iacobus incants a brief phrase, and scans over the area for signs of magical auras.
'Do not suffer voilent facts.' Komana muses aloud.
'I find myself agreeing with you Iacobus.'
'What is the mask for, I've been wondering? I am not as familiar with the ways of your faith as I would like to be.' Komana asks idly as she begins to move in among the furniture and goes to inspect the fountain with mundane methods.
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Just a tradition, since Razmir himself wears one. Iacobus says, examining the exit. Although, as Razmir's clergy remain quite new to the game, and relatively inexperienced compared to the centuries old temples and heirarchies of, say, Sarenrae, some say it serves to obscure exactly how few highly experienced divine clergymen we truly have. he admits.
Perception near door
Soven steps along with the group. After Iacobus mentions his distrust of resting Soven goes back on guard. Following the advice of the masked man and the divine woman, Soven leaves the the awfully refreshing looking fountain alone.
Pulling out a large waterskin full of cool water with small berries in for taste, Soven offers the party a cool refreshment.
'Thank you Soven.' Komana smiles.
'I'm loathe to pass this room if its a genuine rest, we may need it. But is the risk too high?'
Komana searches the room thouroughly while the others regroup.
Perception:
Deciding to brave the water, Komana dips the tip of her left pinky finger in.
Komana wrinkles her nose, shrugs and then touches the finger she dipped in the fountain against her tongue.
'It seems harmless if anyone wants to try it, it may be imbued with healing qualities, who needs restoration?' Komana exclaims as she looks to her companions.
Komana gets the best look she can at Iacobus' face while being subtle about it.
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The waters are not only restorative, but invigorating. I feel bolstered by their qualities. Iacobus remarks, with wonder in his tone.
Such magics would be truly valuable indeed, in Razmir... he thinks to himself, casting detect magic in an attempt to learn more of the workings of the fountain.
His mind skirts around exactly why healing magics are so dear, in the distant homeland he knows only dimly.
'Well everyone drink up then!' Komana then takes her own advice.
Soven smiles at the scene before him and drinks a few handfuls of water from the fountain.
Feeling very invigorated from the magic and cool water, Soven stands ready
and looks expectantly at the bossy woman next to him. ;)
At seeing everyone drinking from the fountain, Komana moves over to the exit corridor and looks down it.
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The next door opens easily. It leads to a small square room (no larger than 12 feet across), with doors on the opposite three walls exactly in the center of their perspective walls.
Zareth looks at the three doors curiously. "So, any preferences, or do we just pick randomly?"
'Long have we to find our way. Check. Emerge from blood victoriously. Check. Go safely among blade and axe. Check. So we're left with: And do not suffer violent facts. Constantly rises enemy again and again. You must protect thy legacy.'
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As you open the wayfinder to determine where the spinning needle is pointing, the needle is spinning sporadically while you are within the room. First pointing towards one door, then another one. The wayfinder is being difficult.
Perhaps the wayfinder has some trick that forces it back under control.
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No, in fact that actually hinders the 'wayfinding' magic of the wayfinder, since it does something entirely different when the ioun stones are imbedded.
Also, deactivating the ioun stones makes your surroundings seem darker, smaller, and filled with strange shadows. There is a sense of impending doom when the ioun stones are not activated.
With his research bonus, Iacobus might be able to tell what's going on with the wayfinder.