"I agree. We should not leave anything behind which may surprise us."
"Very well, I do not enjoy this." Ulven steels himself and begins to hum a tune under his breath. Halfway in, his form shifts and shrinks down to a diminutive halfling. Once changed, he looks at Mouse and nods toward one of the holes, moving sideways into it. As he goes, he hums a light song and a his belt buckle begins to glow.
Marcus
"Very well, I do not enjoy this." Ulven steels himself and begins to hum a tune under his breath. Halfway in, his form shifts and shrinks down to a diminutive halfling. Once changed, he looks at Mouse and nods toward one of the holes, moving sideways into it. As he goes, he hums a light song and a his belt buckle begins to glow.
Ulven
Marcus points to the passage before him. "The way has caved-in." He looks to some gaps at the top of the rubble. "Anyone think we could fit through those?"
He walks towards the cave-in.
Ulven will continue exploring tunnels until all are explored that he can fit down.
"I am the largest here and I do not like at all this cramped space. I can fight with smallclaw if needs be, but I would prefer to scatter the darkness with my trusty dreadclaw", rumbles Litorian.
"What caused this cave in, I wonder?"
Staring at the jumble of rocks gives Joneth a migraine.
Ulven will continue exploring tunnels until all are explored that he can fit down.
Ulven
Ulven returns to the center chamber, dusty and covered in cobwebs. He sneezes once, then returns to his normal size and shape. "By the Hairy Balls of the Frost Giant Jarl, that was a dusty set of cracks! Reminds me of a joke about the Chieftain's Mother in law!"
Dartalis laughs at Ulven's words. "I'm not sure I want to know about that one. It's good these tunnels are clear though."
Ulven returns to the center chamber, dusty and covered in cobwebs. He sneezes once, then returns to his normal size and shape. "By the Hairy Balls of the Frost Giant Jarl, that was a dusty set of cracks! Reminds me of a joke about the Chieftain's Mother in law!"
"Well, it looks like there's only one way forward."
Joneth moves rubble away, trying to enlarge the opening through the cave-in.
Leary of falling rock, Marcus stays in the door-way. He does however pull his sunrod out of his pack and hold it out to give Joneth some more light.
After a good couple of hours work, you manage to clear a way big enough to crawl through, near the top of the pile.
"There shouldn't be any traps beyond the rubble. I will go first, in case there are any unliving abominations waiting for us."
"He always does"
"I shall. Thank you, friend." Num-Rah readies himself and starts to climb.
Num-Rah manages a gentle climb to the top of the rubble pile, several small pebbles rolling down the slope as he ascends. About 10' up he reaches the narrow hole that has been made.
Num-Rah
Num-Rah goes back, and then approaches the paladin. "There is a coffin there. Go up and take a look. Try to sense any evil, so that we can prepare ourselves. Than I shall go to spit Orcus in the eye." Litorian grins, showing huge fangs.
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Num-Rah goes back, and then approaches the paladin. "There is a coffin there. Go up and take a look. Try to sense any evil, so that we can prepare ourselves. Than I shall go to spit Orcus in the eye." Litorian grins, showing huge fangs.
"It is good to be brave, my feline friend, but not to be foolish. At least be sure the rest of us are with you when you go to spit at Orcus.'
"He shouldn't be using undead like this anyway..."
Num-Rah goes back, and then approaches the paladin. "There is a coffin there. Go up and take a look. Try to sense any evil, so that we can prepare ourselves. Than I shall go to spit Orcus in the eye." Litorian grins, showing huge fangs.
Marcus mutters to himself, as he slides his sword back into its scabbard. "Rain. . .stink. . .and now dirt. Orcus owes me a new outfit."
He walks over and stares up at the hole.
Num-Rah follows the knight, sword drawn and battle cry ready on his lips.
Num-Rah follows the knight, sword drawn and battle cry ready on his lips.
"Here we go." Marcus follows the others. . .starting to wish he had stayed home.
"Aye, an adventurer's life is never boring!" As Ulven follows.
"That I shall go do, Lord Tiger."
Joneth climbs into the hole ...
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Joneth
Ilona follow ar the ready and sniffs the air for danger.
Ilona follow ar the ready and sniffs the air for danger.
Ilona
"Well spoken, Sir Joneth. I think I would like to take a closer look before we move on."
Dartalis walks around the coffin, examining the details, looking for any words written in a language he knows.
"Well spoken, Sir Joneth. I think I would like to take a closer look before we move on."
Dartalis walks around the coffin, examining the details, looking for any words written in a language he knows.
While Daralis walks around the coffin, Marcus checks for any traps or secreted openings.
"Leave it be", says the Litorian. "It is enough that in this cloaka of evil still exists a touch of goodness. Why must we desecrate it?"
"I have no intention of desecrating this tomb, good Litorian," says Dartalis. "But I must learn what is here and why it is not affected by the taint in this place. Perhaps that knowledge can help us."
Dartalis raises an eyebrow as he adds, "It may also be that the sleeper resting in this place would want us to use whatever remains here to rid this place of that taint, for if its strength fails, the sleeper here could one day succomb to evil as well. It would be a worthy use of whatever remains here and may give eternal peace to the sleeper."
"Leave it be", says the Litorian. "It is enough that in this cloaka of evil still exists a touch of goodness. Why must we desecrate it?"
"Desecrate may be a bit harsh. How are we to learn about are past without study?" Marcus smiles at Num-Rah, then adds quietly, "And if we can make a little coin while doing it. . .all the better." He continues to search the coffin and the area.
"Truly it would take an army of priests to cleanse this place. We will be respectful of the dead, but they are dead! Their spirits have fled to join their ancestors. They reside here no longer. Let us honor their lives by seeing what it held!"
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"Truly it would take an army of priests to cleanse this place. We will be respectful of the dead, but they are dead! Their spirits have fled to join their ancestors. They reside here no longer. Let us honor their lives by seeing what it held!"
"Let us release their souls from their imprisonment should they be undead!"
"Well said, Maestro Ulven."
"Leave it be", says the Litorian. "It is enough that in this cloaka of evil still exists a touch of goodness. Why must we desecrate it?""Desecrate may be a bit harsh. How are we to learn about are past without study?" Marcus smiles at Num-Rah, then adds quietly, "And if we can make a little coin while doing it. . .all the better." He continues to search the coffin and the area.
Marcus
"Truly it would take an army of priests to cleanse this place. We will be respectful of the dead, but they are dead! Their spirits have fled to join their ancestors. They reside here no longer. Let us honor their lives by seeing what it held!"
"I agree."
"Blades will provide cleansing. And we will provide blades."
"While debate provides boredom"
There is a slight grin on Ilona's face
"The let us cut both with action!" Ulven steps forward to the coffin and nods at Mouse. "Help me open this, friend Mouse?"
"The let us cut both with action!" Ulven steps forward to the coffin and nods at Mouse. "Help me open this, friend Mouse?"
Marcus moves forward to assist Ulven.
Heaving the lid open, you reveal the interior of the casket. The coffin appears to just contain a moldering and dusty old skeleton. It seems to once have worn garments of some finery.