"Put down yer bow, and open the door behind ya to see that we aint in that room anymore, ya durned fool."
Petvar, when you turn around, you feel like you are looking at mirror images of your companions. Weapons previously held in the right hand are being held in the left hand. Facial features on the right side are now on the left side. They, however, don't seem to notice any differences, including the fact that they are now in the room across the hall from the one they entered.
"I'm gonna open this door now. You guys don't move a muscle and maybe I'll trust ya."
Petvar reaches behind himself and slowly opens the door while trying to keep an eye on these doppelgangers in front of him. "Darren? Morthos? You in there?"
The room in front of you is empty, Petvar.
Perception:
Upon thinking about it, Petvar realizes he did vaguely suddenly hear something behind him at the time the door in front of him slammed shut.
Solomon steps up, closer to exiting the room he now stands in. "Believe us now?", he asks of Petvar. "You get yourself all turned around, and think us to be some kind o' monsters. Sheesh!"
Petvar looks at the dwarf with scrutiny, "Wait a minute. You guys stepped into this room... Petvar points behind himself to the now empty room ...and I hear a crack and sizzle and the next thing I know, you guys are coming out of that room." Petvar points to the room everyone is standing in. "Solomon, wasn't your scar on the right side of your face? And wasn't Filios holding his longsword in his right hand and shortsword in his left? And I could have sworn Darren wasn't a south paw, carrying his shield in his right now? Okay, what's going on?"
The fact that you teleported would be fairly easy to ascertain as soon as you took a good look at the hall, the fact that your left and your right are now reversed would not without a specific perception check or someone pointing it out. The magic makes the new positions seem like they had always been that way.
Filios steps completely out of the room, reaches up and places a hand on Petvar's shoulder.
Trust me friend, it is me, Filios, in the flesh. There is no way in Calistria's wildest dreams that I am going back in either room. I suggest we all get out here in the hallway as well.
Petvar lowers his bow. Places his hand on Filios' shoulder. "That's probably a good idea. But I suppose now you all are going to want to take the right path instead of the left." Petvar lets out a roaring laugh.
Nothing further seems to be happening in either of the identical rooms for those who already underwent the effect. If Petvar steps into either room, the sounds will start to build up again, but Morthos can determine through the strength of the auras involved that some kind of recharge time is required for it to effect the same individual again.
"We may need to try to reverse it. If everything appears mirrored to us, it's going to be difficult to read or write. I'm going to have to learn to swing a sword with my offhand, because now my shield would only protect me from another fighter's shield. And... it just feels weird!" He shakes his left hand. "This still feels like my right!"
We should probably go back through in the other direction then after it recharges, right?. I just hope it doesn't deposit us elsewhere!
Why? Besides Darren, who else is going to be severely effected? Anyway, I kinda like the new look on the dwarves. Petvar rolls into another fit of laughter. :)
Believe me Petvar, I really do not relish the notion of going through that again, but I am concerned about effects on all of us, except you of course. I feel that we may need to reverse it.
Morthos raises his hand to try to calm the obviously agitated Petvar.
"Petvar, I can assure you that I am definitely Morthos. Right before the door slammed shut, I detected an overwhelming Conjuration aura in the room; I would guess that there was some sort of Teleportation effect tied to it, although why it would want to Teleport people from one side of the corridor to the other, I cannot fathom..."
Once the party works out that they have been mirrored, Morthos becomes even more intrigued...
"Fascinating. I wonder what the original purpose of this effect was...?"
He will then spend a little while analysing the aura of the rooms...
"I don't think that we can do anything about it just at the moment; we need to let the energy infused into us dissipate before it can affect us again. Shall we continue to explore?"
Solomon lets out a long, loud belch. When he finishes, his eyes grow large in embarrassment, "Hehe, apologies. The mead at dinner musta had a bit too much head to it."
He belches again, this time must more quietly. He raises his left fist, and smacks himself in the right side of the chest lightly, as if to try to help any more burps along.
Alrighty then, Filios slaps Darren on the back good-naturedly, and laughs as he says, Darren, if you have your left and right straight, let's do as Morthos says before Solomon gets anything on himself, and proceed down the hall.
Filios checks for traps on floors and walls as they proceed.
Perception (traps):
No particularly adverse effects to the rooms, just a minor change in organ arrangement. Morthos, if you want to determine more specific information, you can try a knowledge (arcane) check.
The rooms seem to affect each individual every 24 hours, and regardless of what room you are in, after about 4 rounds or so, it will plant a mirror image of yourself in the other room. Given the construction of the walls and floors, you do not think that the rooms are of thassilon construction, so the rooms' purpose were probably a mystery even to the residents of the ossaury.
When you get to the opening to the south, you see a short hallway ending in another set of brass doors. About 30 feet farther east, you see what appears to be a room opening up to the south at the end of the hallway, with a single wooden door visible on the far wall.
Morthos glances from the brass doors, to the short corridor, and back again.
"Let's investigate this tunnel for as far as it goes, before coming back to these double doors."
I agree, down the hallway we go!
Filios follows Darren down the 30 foot hallway, checking for traps and stopping at the opening to the room to listen inside for any apparent dangers.
Perception (Traps):
Room Perception:
This long chamber is decorated with large carvings of religious ceremonies and priests handing down judgments to the common people. Stone benches are lined up before a podium at the southern end of the room. A single door stands in the northeastern wall.
map of this section of hallway since I trust you not to use ooc knowledge.
Perception checks and detect magic turns up nothing but a currently empty shelf in podium large enough to hold a couple of the stone tablets from the library.
Petvar looks around the room, "Solomon, any idea on what this room was used for back in the day?"
Columns 10,11,12
You can't make out specifics on the carvings, though given what you have seen so far, you can guess its tied to either Pharisma or the rune lords, but the setup of the room suggests its some sort of general assembly area, with the lack of an altar suggesting it was probably used for general church business rather than religious ceremonies.
Petvar chuckles to himself, "Hey Solomon, why don't you go up to that podium and give us a sermon. Let's see if this room has good acoustics to rile the troops.
;)
"What podium are you talkin about? Rooms empty."
Solomon leans over to Darren and whispers, "I think yer friend is goin a little crazy down here."
"I don' know who specifically this room was for, Pharasma or the runelords, but it looks like it was for general business gatherings, opposed to someplace to give 'sermons'."
This long chamber is decorated with large carvings of religious ceremonies and priests handing down judgments to the common people. Stone benches are lined up before a podium at the southern end of the room. A single door stands in the northeastern wall.
Petvar walks over to the podium and says, "This podium."
Perception checks and detect magic turns up nothing but a currently empty shelf in podium large enough to hold a couple of the stone tablets from the library.
Filios approaches the door to the Northeast of the room, and he examines for traps and to determine if it is locked.
Perception (Traps);
It does seem to be barred from the other side.
Solomon stops leaning on the podium long enough to look at it to see it for what it is.
"Huh."
Solomon steps around the podium and starts in on the story of how Torag created the world. He will ramble on for a few minutes or until someone stops him.
Petvar sits down on one of the stone benches and listens to Solomon give his lesson. "Thank you sturdy Solomon. I think maybe we all could use a short rest." Petvar pulls out some rations from his pack and begins chewing, still intently listening to Solomon as he continues on about the creation of the dwarves.
Filios will attempt to open the door.
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