Scarred Lands -- Logs

ScarGM says, "The furniture in this room is solid and functional, almost completely inornate. The only decorative marks seem to be some axe-mark scratches on the back of each chair, looks like the maker's symbol."

Belian is in no condition to object. She half-nods and closes her eyes, wearily.

ScarGM says, "The chairs and table are made of heavy wood, thick iron bolts, and stone slabs for the table and chairtops"

Flibsy says, "Sammuel, would you please help me move this table over to by Belian? If we put it on it's side, she'll have excellent cover. Just in case.""

Goran looks to Sammuel. "You won't watch all night yourself. I will watch for the first half.

Belian... lies there.

Sammuel moves the table to give Belian cover.

Belian is too out of it to respond. She looks even paler than normal.

Flibsy nudges Belian anxiously. "Just in case, shall I use your crossbow until the poison wears off?

Sammuel says, "Get some rest, Flibsy. There is nothing you can do right now."

Belian is clammy and shivering when Flibsy touches her. She rouses enough to say "Mmf hmm."

Flibsy says, "Thanks, Sammuel. I'm going to curl up right here next to Belian." One hand slides out to grab hold of the light crossbow. "I'll protect her.""

Goran suggests that there be 10 hours of rest so he can be rested enough to pray for spells in the "morning"

Sammuel sits down next to the barred door, puts his spiked chain next to him and closes his eyes.

Belian does not answer.

Flibsy grins at Goran. "I can keep watch. I love watching things. And writing songs about them.

ScarGM says, "So the party rests..."

ScarGM says, "Those of you who are staying awake for the first hour, roll listen check please"

ScarGM says, "should just be Goran, dunno bout the rest of you"

Flibsy crawls out to where Goran is sitting and tugs on his sleeve.

Goran looks to Flibsy and nods, putting a finger to his lips.

Bret casts a concerned look toward the barred door.

Flibsy puts a finger to her own lip, her eyes open wide, and points at the door.

The commotion seems to be dying away, getting fainter

Flibsy points at the chair barring the door, and makes pulling motions.

Belian whimpers and stirs a bit in her sleep. She doesn't appear to be getting better yet, in fact, she appears to be slipping a little further

Goran looks to Belian, checks her forehead. "She's running a fever." He gets out a strip of cloth and his waterskin, soaks the rag, and places it across her brow.

Belian shivers a bit as the cold rag is placed there, then stills.

Flibsy stays by the door, listening intently.

Bret it looks like Bret fell asleep somehow.

Goran wakes Sammuel. "It is late. I must rest now. Belian looks better."

Sammuel says, "Is there anything I should do for her?"

Goran says, "Just wake me if she seems to take a turn for the worse."

Sammuel says, "How do I tell?"

Goran says, "Coughing, shaking, anything that doesn't look like she's resting peacefully."

Sammuel says, "Alright, get some sleep."

Goran lays down to rest.

Sammuel sits down in one of the chairs and watches the door intently.

ScarGM says, "The rest of the night passes uneventfully"

Goran wakes up fairly quickly, immediately rolling up his bedroll and kneeling to pray, holding what appears to be a holy symbol before him.

Flibsy sleeps until prodded awake.

Goran finishes prayin, apparently, then heads over to Belian, inspecting her.

Goran looks grim, lays his hands on Belian, and murmurs some prayer.

Sammuel moves over to Belian and looks at Goran.

Sammuel says, "How is she doing?"

Flibsy rolls over, cradling the crossbow like a teddybear.

Goran says "I think she defeated the poison, but it left her gravely sickened. I think I have just countered the sickness."

Sammuel says, "Will she be able to continue our searche?"

Belian stirs awake at the sound of voices, and opens intensely blue-amethyst eyes in a face that's only as pale as normal. She smiles slowly.

Sammuel does not smile but you think he looks relieved before he quickly turns away.

Goran looks her over, smiles, and says "I think so."

Sammuel says, "Lets see what is behind this damned door."

Belian stretches carefully and gets to her feet. She moves normally, and smiles more widely. Turning to Goran, she bows her head respectfully and says, "Thank you, Healer."

Goran eats some food from his pack and puts a new oilflask in his lantern.

Goran GRINS at Belian. "Told you this would be fun."

Belian snickers as she rummages for her own rations and has a quick, not-sochewy breakfast herself. "Yeah. Fun."

Goran puts his pack on and holds his lit lantern aloft. He walks over to where Flibsy is sleeping and nudges her.

Sammuel munches on some hard tack.

Flibsy rolls over, curling up tighter around her cuddly crossbow.

Belian strolls over to Flibsy and crouches. "Time to wake, little one..."

Belian says, "Don't you want to see what's behind that door?"

Belian tugs gently on the crossbow.

Flibsy opens her eyes slowly, and seeing Belian, sits up. "You're looking so much better. Your crossbow? Oh ... ummm ... here you go?"

Sammuel listens at the unopened door.

ScarGM says, "Sammuel hears nothing"

Belian chuckles and says, "Thanks for keeping it company for me, Flibsy. Yes, I feel much better, thanks. It's good to have a healer around. Shall we go see what's behind that door?"

Bret has a quick breakfast and says.

Flibsy nods at Belian, her hand digging into her pack and coming out with an apple. "Let's."

Belian recovers her crossbow, stands and strolls over to listen at the door.

Bret says, "I have a good feeling about it, Sammuel.""

Sammuel says, "Stand back everyone."

Sammuel opens the door.

Bret will open the door carefully...Or not.

Sammuel uses both hands to open the door.

Belian loads her crossbow.

The door opens...

ScarGM says, "The passageway beyond is dusty and dark. Again, it looks as if no living creature has passed here for many years."

Flibsy stays close to Belian, one hand creeping up to touch hers on the crossbow.

Belian says, "Hmm. Bret, you opened the door last night after I got hit. Do you want to check for traps today? Or we could both walk in front, double our chances."

Belian eyes Flibsy thoughtfully. "We'll /get/ you a crossbow, Flibs, ok?"

Goran looks at Sammuel and says, "Hmm...you're wounded too. Hold still."

Flibsy nods shyly at Belian. "I just want to stay close to you. In case you take another bad turn.

Belian just smiles.

Bret says to Belian, "Increasing our chances is always a good idea."

Sammuel says, "Thank you Goran, but that was a waste. You should save your magic."

Belian nods to Bret, "Let's take the lead, then. Any objections to moving onward, folks? For myself, I've had about enough of this room."

Sammuel gazes ahead with 60ft darkvision.

Goran just grins at Sammuel. "I like helping."

Flibsy nods at Belian. "I'll be right behind you.

ScarGM says, "The passage slopes downward for a long ways until it disappears into the darkness."

Belian pauses a moment and says, "Flibsy, would you take my crossbow and cover me as we walk? I'd rather have my hands free for this."

Sammuel says, "Bret are you going to help search as we move?"

Sammuel says, "I believe your keen senses could help Belian."

Bret says, "My eyes are open, Sammuel."

Sammuel says, "I will be right behind you."

Goran offers his lantern to Bret if its desired.

ScarGM says, "The passage, as aforementioned, slopes downward slightly until it vanishes into darkness far ahead."

Sammuel draws a broadsword, thinking it would be more manageable in a crowd than the spiked chain.

Bret says to Belian, "This won't interfere with your senses will it?"

Belian shakes her head to Bret, "I'll be fine, thanks. I need a little light anyway."

ScarGM says, "The searchers find no traps. The passageway descends steadily along a 150' long passage with short branches going no more than 10'-15' each on either side. "

Bret accepts the lantern from Goran. "Thanks."

Belian says, "We see differently than either humans or, say, orcs."

ScarGM says, "At the end of the passage is a sharp left-and-uphill turn"

Sammuel says, "We should check these side passages."

ScarGM says, "The side passages appear to be where guardpoints were dug into the walls to assist in defending the mines, or possibly where short, shallow veins were dug."

Belian says, "That uphill turn ahead appeals to me, for its general uphillness."

Flibsy pulls out a sheet of parchment and begins mapping roughly as she walks.

Sammuel keeps scaning the passage ahead

ScarGM says, "beyond the turn, the passage slopes upward steadily at about the same angle, then appears to level off after 50 feet or so"

ScarGM says, "if the party is going up the slope, yes"

ScarGM says, "The party finds nothing out of the ordinary"

Belian walks onward, seeing no traps.

ScarGM says, "The leveled part opens into a decent-sized room, circular, with four opposing entrances, one at each end."

Sammuel keeps walking.

ScarGM says, "the room is less dusty than the corridor you just came through, and it seems like a faint breeze is blowing in from a hole in the ceiling"

Sammuel looks around the room

Flibsy looks up at the hole, and regrets being so short.

Belian checks the room for traps and hidden doors, very carefully. She tries to see more about the hole in ceiling.

ScarGM says, "like in th guardroom, there is a small circular table surrounded by four well-made chairs in the room"

Bret checks the room as well.

ScarGM says, "nothin visible, Sammuel"

Bret says, "Everyone stay away from the table."

Sammuel says, "Why, whats wrong?"

Flibsy looks at Bret, and steps to behind Belian.

Bret says, "Something looks wrong.""

Belian eyes Flibsy and says, "Well, yes, I am a good dart shield." She winks, though she keeps an otherwise straight face.

Sammuel examines the table from 10 feet away

Flibsy digs her toe into the stone floor. "I just ... I just don't want you getting stabbed in the back is all.

Belian says, "Neither do I, so I'm glad you're back there. I know you wouldn't, and you can get anybody who makes an iffy move in the big veins at crotch level." She smiles slightly.

Flibsy smiles, one hand unobtrusively cradling a suddenly very sore toe. "I will, I promise. I'll get the arteries, too!"

Bret says, "Let's have a closer look at that table." and begins a methodical examination of the table and its surroundings.

Belian reaches back to pat Flibsy's shoulder. "I have faith in you."

ScarGM says, "The table looks normal at first glance, but appears to be attached to the floor on a swiveling rock"

Sammuel says, "Strange"

Belian looks more carefully at the table after Bret's words, looking for traps.

Flibsy points at the swiveling rock. "What happens if you swivel the table?"

Belian says, "Huh. I don't see any traps on the table... I wonder if there are stairs down there? Or a cache of goodies?"

Sammuel looks at the underside of the table

Belian says, "I'd like to find out, Flibsy. Anybody object?"

Sammuel says, "Why would you make a swiveling tabel?"

Belian says, "Why, to hide something, Sammuel..."

Sammuel says, "Maybe..."

Belian says, "And if they cared enough to hide it, I bet we'd be interested to find it again, mm?"

Bret says, "I can think of a few things, Sammuel.""

Belian says, "So... anybody object to moving it and finding out?"

Flibsy looks enthusiastic. "Maybe they hid a crossbow?

Sammuel says, "Lets turn it. Bret, give me a hand. Everyone else step back."

Bret wants to take a closer look at the swiveling rock; does it appear to be connected to any mechanisms?

ScarGM says, "it does indeed, though they are below the floor and cannot be seen."

Belian grins. "Never know unless we try..." She steps back as requested, not at all minding missing the direct action this time.

Sammuel says, "Bret?"

Bret says, "This could as easily bring the ceiling down on her heads as open a hidden door.""

Bret sighs, "I suppose it's the only way to find out."

Belian grins!

Flibsy keeps a careful eye on the hole in the ceiling.

Belian watches the doors.

Belian watches the doors with half an eye, anyway.. she wants to see what happens with the table!

ScarGM says, "The table turns quite easily on its rock base. After about 45 degrees of turning, it begins to rise and slide away. The sound of large mechanisms deep below you rumbles slightly while the table and rock base are sliding, ceasing when it stops moving. A deep, narrow tunnel opens beneath the table with an iron-rung ladder bolted to one wall."

Belian grins!

Belian says, "Well, will you look at that?"

Sammuel gazes into the hole.

Flibsy oooohs, bounding forward rapidly to peer into the hole.

Belian says, "So... shall we see what's in here before trying the doors, or afterward?"

ScarGM says, "Okay, the entire party notices that the third rung down looks like it is made to pivot in the wall, apparently connected to something underneath where the table now rests. You also notice a small wooden box, open on the side facing you, tucked just underneath the lip of the stone base of the table."

Flibsy oooohs, making a grab for the box.

Belian lets Flibsy fetch the box.

Sammuel moves to stop Flibsy.

Belian says, too late, "You know, Flibsy, it may be trapped."

ScarGM says, "Inside the box is a heavy spring with a wire trigger running into the floor. The spring is attached to a small knife. Inside the box are two glass vials, one filled with a greenish powder, one filled with an orangeish powder"

Sammuel says, "Wait Flibsy!"

Belian's eyes widen and she yelps, "SHEK!"

Bret says, "Shek?"

Flibsy says, "I just got distracted by the pretty wooden box ..."

Belian says, "Slang I picked up, Bret..."

Sammuel says, "You have to be more careful, Flibsy."

Belian says, "Hmm. We'll have to disable this before going down..."

Flibsy hangs from Sammuel's hand, looking disgusted. "If I was a bigger girl you wouldn't have been able to stop me. I hate being small. sniff Hey Belian, we could trigger the spring with a sling bullet ...

Bret says, "No...You'd risk breaking the bottles and I don't think we want to be here when they do.""

Sammuel shakes his head at Flibsy and rolls his eyes.

Belian blinks at Flibsy. "Him stopping you was a good thing, don't be a squirrelbrain. I think I agree with Bret, here... what if there's an explosion so big we can't get down the hole afterward?"

Sammuel says, "Why dont we see what is down there first."

Sammuel says, "Does anyone have a torch?"

Goran says "Yep"

Belian says, "Got a lantern...."

Goran starts rummaging around in his pack for a torch, finds one, hands it to Sammuel

Flibsy has a candle?

Sammuel lights the the torch and drops it down the hole.

Belian says, "ACK! Sam!"

The torch falls a loooong way. Several seconds later, it thuds to the ground. The smell of extinguished torch wafts up from below

Belian says, "What if there's flammable stuff like scrolls we could sell? Can we PLEASE not do that again?!"

Sammuel says, "Hummph..."

Belian adds to Sammuel, "Great job on Flibsy, though." She sighs with relief when nothing explodes and the torth foomphs out peacefully.

Sammuel says, "Can we just get the glass bottles out of the box?"

Flibsy pouts.

Sammuel says, "I think we should leave the box alone and just rappel down."

Belian eyes the box. "Bret? Think we could work together on this, or do you want to try separately? I'll go first, if you like. I'm usually good at this... last night was bad luck. Maybe it's passed..."

Flibsy says, "Why can't we just climb down the rungs, Sammuel? Rappelling is hard.""

Sammuel says, "One of the ladder rungs looks rigged to set off the trap in the box."

Flibsy says, "But if we climb around that one ... I'm not good with ropes."

Sammuel says, "I think we should leave the box alone."

Belian says, "Oh well. Yeah, I am..."

Belian murmurs, "Move back," and moves forward, gesturing to Bret to accompany her.

Sammuel says, "Not that I doubt your abilities, but I was taught to leave well enought alone"

Belian says, "What if this is the way out, Sam?"

Sammuel moves to stop Belian.

Flibsy hangs on Sammuel's sleeve. "Let her try! We could always retreat down the corridor ...

Sammuel says, "Like I said, if we just anchor a rope up here and climb down it , we should be alright."

Belian does not fight. "Sam, I cannot do this without dying for sure if you hinder me."

Sammuel says, "Bret, let me see Goran's lantern."

Sammuel says, "I have an idea. Everyone just relax for a minute."

Belian waits, apparently patient.

Bret says, "What are you thinking of doing, Sammuel?""

Belian says, "What's the idea, Sam?"

Sammuel says, "I am going to lower Goran's lantern on this rope to see how deep the hole is and what is at the bottom."

Sammuel gets out his 50 feet of silk rope.

Bret says, "Alright, Matt."

Bret says, "I'll head over that way."

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