Tabitha will start sketching the ghost (provided the ghost gives permission) while waiting for the others to finish their checks. She doesn't want to get in the way as there is already a couple of people in each tomb. (though her investigation is +6 so if people want her to look over things she will).
Kit narrows her eyes as she studies the figures on the sarcophagus. Are they sisters...friends...something more?
Lacking Jack's sense of caution, she traces her fingers over the carved figures.
"She must have been someone special to warrant all of this," the Half-Elf muses darkly, "and now look at her. Forgotten. Abandoned. With no one left to remember her name...not even her own ghost."
She turns to her dark-haired human counterpart, "Did you find anything or do we need to open it?"
“These two women…” Khessa murmurs reverently “One of them could be Nameless Ghost – and the other a person very dear to her… a friend or a sister. And this family crest carved into the lid..." she continues, straining her eyes to better distinguish "it is faintly distinguishable, but it is very likely that it is the crest of the Nameless Ghost family... And that shield" she points to the only item who seems to have resisted the onslaught of time perfectly "surely it's magical...maybe it belonged to Nameless Ghost herself - or the other person".
"I wonder if Nameless Ghost, seeing these things, will remember some details..." the blonde arcane warrior meditates "Don't touch the shield for now, Erven, please..." she recommends the elf who is with her "If it belongs to Nameless Ghost, she could think we're stealing it from her. I'll call her here. Seeing all of this, maybe she'll remember something".
After that, the tall adventuress does as she announced: she tries to call Nameless Ghost again, asking her to please come and see, just for a moment, something that maybe will help her remember.
If Nameless Ghost refuses to come:
Khessa, sighing, returns to the tomb and mutters: "If Nameless Ghost does not come to the clues, the clues will have to come to Nameless Ghost..." whereupon, using a little of the ink she possesses, she sprinkles it on the face of one of the two women in relief. She then carefully presses against one sheet of parchment (which she owns) until a rudimentary 'print' of the face is obtained [[ OOC: an effect similar to that which happened to the face of Christ with the Holy Shroud ]]. She repeats the process with the other face. Finally, with the crest. Having obtained the three 'prints', she cleans the ink from the grave with water from a waterskin (because she doesn't want to leave it dirty – it would seem disrespectful to her). Finally, she returns to Nameless Ghost and tries to show her the 'prints', asking if they remind her of anything.
"This tomb is clearly forgotten by the noble family that had it created, it is likely quite old and yes, time will unfortunately send all things into oblivion." The young dark-haired man says uncharacteristically humourlessly. He'd never been in a tomb before and he was already looking forward to leaving it, preferably while still alive, with his head on his shoulders, and remembering his own name. The ghost must have been down here alone for ages and ages, a horrible fate, it was a wonder she was still lucid.
"Well we have the amulet, and then this scroll someone must have forgotten down here. I sincerely hope we can somehow find out miss headless' name without actually opening the sarcophagus, I might have done one or two things not strictly legal in my life but I'm not about to defile this last resting place if I in any way can avoid it." He says, then turning his attention back to his investigation as before.
Erven looks at the shield for a moment, bending down, but does not pick it up, heeding Khessa’s advice. He goes back to the sarcophagus, lifting off the lid as described before, looking inside now for any clue as to the identity of the spirit. He turns back to the main room saying, “Found a hidden door in here, you should come have a look.” After looking inside the sarcophagus he goes to the wall with the hidden door and gently outlines it with his finger, looking for the mechanism.
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A wizard is never late, nor is he early, he arrives precisely when he means to.
Ketangu was resting as a gelatinous sphere and then he reforms his humanoid body upon hearing of a possible hidden door and heads off to see where it is and what may beyond the door. "Oh, I wonder what could be behind this door." He will examine the door for any traps or other hidden mechanisms.
"Well we have the amulet, and then this scroll someone must have forgotten down here. I sincerely hope we can somehow find out miss headless' name without actually opening the sarcophagus, I might have done one or two things not strictly legal in my life but I'm not about to defile this last resting place if I in any way can avoid it."
"I'm not... It isn't... There could be a signet ring or a coat of arms, something that might tell us who she was. I'm not going to desecrate anything," she protests, flustered and irritated by the implication, before sighing in defeat.
A charmer and a cad, certainly. A self-admitted criminal, surprisingly. But her new companion had at least one moral boundary. That was something she could respect.
"Fine. Hopefully that amulet will help her remember. What does the scroll say?"
When the secret door is investigated, you find that there appears to be no traps or locks of any kind. In fact, it swings open silently on hidden hinges to reveal a short tunnel that forks to become two other tunnels at the end. A foul smell of something decaying wafts from the tunnel.
At Khessa's beckon, the ghost drifts into the tomb, her facial features as smooth as ever. "Did you find something?" she asks as she starts ringing her ethereal hands before her in an exited manner.
Anyone in the chamber may make a History check. If you get a ten or higher, you may read the spoiler below
After a moment, you recognized the coat of arms depicting a blunted six-point crown emblazoned on the sarcophagus. It belongs to the Hallwinter family, a noble family whose lineage has produced renowned knights known throughout the Sword Coast.
“Hey, Khessa, check out these markings. I can’t understand anything about ‘em.” Erven gives up and moves back to the back of the room, swinging the door open. His nose detects the foul stench in the air. His hand grips his shortsword and he moves forward, slowly, looking and listening.
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A wizard is never late, nor is he early, he arrives precisely when he means to.
[[ OOC: No way; having spent almost all of her twenty years of life working in the cabbage fields, Khessa, despite the ease with which she acquires new knowledge, has never had too many opportunities to learn notions of history. ]]
Khessa, although intrigued by Erven's new discovery, meanwhile tries to show Nameless Ghost the two faces... the shield... the crest...
"It could be something that concerns you, since you live here!" the blonde arcane warrior explains to the friendly ectoplasm "Do they remind you of something? They could help you remember your identity... or at least something from your past".
The tall adventurer, however, then warns the others of the elf's discovery: "Hey, friends, Erven has found a secret passage... It could help us solve this little mystery. Or it could also be the path that the Cultists follow to reach their lair. Come check it out?"
And anyway, not wanting to leave the scout alone to face the dangers of the unknown, Khessa sets out along the same passage, ready to rush to his aid if she should hear sounds of battle.
Jack finds that the scroll is covered in mystical runes and phrases, an indication that some sort of spell was inscribed upon it. He feels that it has some sort of protective power to it. The amulet on the other hand contains the words “Never apart, my dearest Chanell” scrawled upon its insides.
Back in the other tomb, the ghost hesitates before responding to Khessa while uncomfortably rubbing her arm, “I actually can’t see the details on the things your talking about, but I know there here. Not being able to properly see keeps me from doing any research of my own.”
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"Hey, I think we got something here."the dark-haired young man says to his half-elven assistant. "Come, let's go back to the others." He adds with a quick smile before marching back to the chamber with the helpless headless haunt.
"Milady, I believe your name is Chanell."The young dark-haired man says with a graceful bow to the sad sightless spirit, hoping she would recognize the name.
The ghost, turning to face Jack as he enters the room, suddenly becomes very still. “Chanell Hallwinter…” she repeats reverently. Then, like mist being dispelled by a gentle breeze, her smooth, featureless face begins to shift to reveal the ghost’s true features. She has a strong, proud face with a rather square jaw, yet her yes twinkle with a gentleness that defies her bold features. Long hair flows past her shoulder, a few strands floating ethereally. “I am Chanell Hallwinter,” she repeats more firmly. She turns to look at Jack, her expression softening. “Thank you,” she breaths out, her voice thick with emotion as phantom tears threaten to spill from her eyes. “Thank you.”
"No, it was nothing, I'm so sorry for your extended solitude Lady Hallwinter, I hope you will find some peace now."The dark-haired young man says with sincere compassion, uncharacteristically not trying to crack any jokes, just hoping the restless soul will have her final rest now, perhaps reunited with the other fair lady entombed down here.
"Wonderful job, Jack!" Khessa smiles, patting him on the shoulder.
"I'm so happy for you, Chanell!" the blonde arcane warrior turns to the ghost, looking at her moved with her blue eyes "Probably, now that you remember your name, it will be easier for you to remember other things too!"
'Peace...' the tall adventurer in the meantime ponders the words of the empathetic companion 'Yes, it would be nice for Chanell to find peace now... Unless she still has unfinished business here...'
A ripple of uncomfortableness pass through his body as Ketangu smells the foul air. He will look to the ground of the secret passageway to see if there are any signs of a recent disturbance or footprints.
Tabitha quickly erases the featureless face in the sketch and draws her true likeness. She then moves with Lance to the secret door that was talked about, recoiling at the smell. "Smells like death alright. Probably to do with the cultists somehow. Lady Hallwinter, are you sure you don't remember anyone else down here recently? Maybe sneaking to this passage?"
Tabitha will start sketching the ghost (provided the ghost gives permission) while waiting for the others to finish their checks. She doesn't want to get in the way as there is already a couple of people in each tomb. (though her investigation is +6 so if people want her to look over things she will).
After joining more my signature got out of hand so I am now a proud member of the extended signature club!! :)
Kit narrows her eyes as she studies the figures on the sarcophagus. Are they sisters...friends...something more?
Lacking Jack's sense of caution, she traces her fingers over the carved figures.
"She must have been someone special to warrant all of this," the Half-Elf muses darkly, "and now look at her. Forgotten. Abandoned. With no one left to remember her name...not even her own ghost."
She turns to her dark-haired human counterpart, "Did you find anything or do we need to open it?"
“These two women…” Khessa murmurs reverently “One of them could be Nameless Ghost – and the other a person very dear to her… a friend or a sister. And this family crest carved into the lid..." she continues, straining her eyes to better distinguish "it is faintly distinguishable, but it is very likely that it is the crest of the Nameless Ghost family... And that shield" she points to the only item who seems to have resisted the onslaught of time perfectly "surely it's magical...maybe it belonged to Nameless Ghost herself - or the other person".
"I wonder if Nameless Ghost, seeing these things, will remember some details..." the blonde arcane warrior meditates "Don't touch the shield for now, Erven, please..." she recommends the elf who is with her "If it belongs to Nameless Ghost, she could think we're stealing it from her. I'll call her here. Seeing all of this, maybe she'll remember something".
After that, the tall adventuress does as she announced: she tries to call Nameless Ghost again, asking her to please come and see, just for a moment, something that maybe will help her remember.
If Nameless Ghost refuses to come:
Khessa, sighing, returns to the tomb and mutters: "If Nameless Ghost does not come to the clues, the clues will have to come to Nameless Ghost..." whereupon, using a little of the ink she possesses, she sprinkles it on the face of one of the two women in relief. She then carefully presses against one sheet of parchment (which she owns) until a rudimentary 'print' of the face is obtained [[ OOC: an effect similar to that which happened to the face of Christ with the Holy Shroud ]]. She repeats the process with the other face. Finally, with the crest. Having obtained the three 'prints', she cleans the ink from the grave with water from a waterskin (because she doesn't want to leave it dirty – it would seem disrespectful to her). Finally, she returns to Nameless Ghost and tries to show her the 'prints', asking if they remind her of anything.
"This tomb is clearly forgotten by the noble family that had it created, it is likely quite old and yes, time will unfortunately send all things into oblivion." The young dark-haired man says uncharacteristically humourlessly. He'd never been in a tomb before and he was already looking forward to leaving it, preferably while still alive, with his head on his shoulders, and remembering his own name. The ghost must have been down here alone for ages and ages, a horrible fate, it was a wonder she was still lucid.
"Well we have the amulet, and then this scroll someone must have forgotten down here. I sincerely hope we can somehow find out miss headless' name without actually opening the sarcophagus, I might have done one or two things not strictly legal in my life but I'm not about to defile this last resting place if I in any way can avoid it." He says, then turning his attention back to his investigation as before.
Erven looks at the shield for a moment, bending down, but does not pick it up, heeding Khessa’s advice. He goes back to the sarcophagus, lifting off the lid as described before, looking inside now for any clue as to the identity of the spirit. He turns back to the main room saying, “Found a hidden door in here, you should come have a look.” After looking inside the sarcophagus he goes to the wall with the hidden door and gently outlines it with his finger, looking for the mechanism.
A wizard is never late, nor is he early, he arrives precisely when he means to.
Ketangu was resting as a gelatinous sphere and then he reforms his humanoid body upon hearing of a possible hidden door and heads off to see where it is and what may beyond the door. "Oh, I wonder what could be behind this door." He will examine the door for any traps or other hidden mechanisms.
Investigation Check
14 rolled in game log.
"I'm not... It isn't... There could be a signet ring or a coat of arms, something that might tell us who she was. I'm not going to desecrate anything," she protests, flustered and irritated by the implication, before sighing in defeat.
A charmer and a cad, certainly. A self-admitted criminal, surprisingly. But her new companion had at least one moral boundary. That was something she could respect.
"Fine. Hopefully that amulet will help her remember. What does the scroll say?"
When the secret door is investigated, you find that there appears to be no traps or locks of any kind. In fact, it swings open silently on hidden hinges to reveal a short tunnel that forks to become two other tunnels at the end. A foul smell of something decaying wafts from the tunnel.
At Khessa's beckon, the ghost drifts into the tomb, her facial features as smooth as ever. "Did you find something?" she asks as she starts ringing her ethereal hands before her in an exited manner.
Anyone in the chamber may make a History check. If you get a ten or higher, you may read the spoiler below
After a moment, you recognized the coat of arms depicting a blunted six-point crown emblazoned on the sarcophagus. It belongs to the Hallwinter family, a noble family whose lineage has produced renowned knights known throughout the Sword Coast.
DM- Azalin's Doom
DM- Surviving the Unsurvivable
“Hey, Khessa, check out these markings. I can’t understand anything about ‘em.” Erven gives up and moves back to the back of the room, swinging the door open. His nose detects the foul stench in the air. His hand grips his shortsword and he moves forward, slowly, looking and listening.
A wizard is never late, nor is he early, he arrives precisely when he means to.
Khessa's History check: 7
[[ OOC: No way; having spent almost all of her twenty years of life working in the cabbage fields, Khessa, despite the ease with which she acquires new knowledge, has never had too many opportunities to learn notions of history. ]]
Khessa, although intrigued by Erven's new discovery, meanwhile tries to show Nameless Ghost the two faces... the shield... the crest...
"It could be something that concerns you, since you live here!" the blonde arcane warrior explains to the friendly ectoplasm "Do they remind you of something? They could help you remember your identity... or at least something from your past".
The tall adventurer, however, then warns the others of the elf's discovery: "Hey, friends, Erven has found a secret passage... It could help us solve this little mystery. Or it could also be the path that the Cultists follow to reach their lair. Come check it out?"
And anyway, not wanting to leave the scout alone to face the dangers of the unknown, Khessa sets out along the same passage, ready to rush to his aid if she should hear sounds of battle.
Jack finds that the scroll is covered in mystical runes and phrases, an indication that some sort of spell was inscribed upon it. He feels that it has some sort of protective power to it. The amulet on the other hand contains the words “Never apart, my dearest Chanell” scrawled upon its insides.
Back in the other tomb, the ghost hesitates before responding to Khessa while uncomfortably rubbing her arm, “I actually can’t see the details on the things your talking about, but I know there here. Not being able to properly see keeps me from doing any research of my own.”
DM- Azalin's Doom
DM- Surviving the Unsurvivable
"Hey, I think we got something here." the dark-haired young man says to his half-elven assistant. "Come, let's go back to the others." He adds with a quick smile before marching back to the chamber with the helpless headless haunt.
"Milady, I believe your name is Chanell." The young dark-haired man says with a graceful bow to the sad sightless spirit, hoping she would recognize the name.
History check: 7
"Chanell Hallwinter to be precise." He quickly adds as he notices the coat of arms depicting a blunted six-point crown.
The ghost, turning to face Jack as he enters the room, suddenly becomes very still. “Chanell Hallwinter…” she repeats reverently. Then, like mist being dispelled by a gentle breeze, her smooth, featureless face begins to shift to reveal the ghost’s true features. She has a strong, proud face with a rather square jaw, yet her yes twinkle with a gentleness that defies her bold features. Long hair flows past her shoulder, a few strands floating ethereally. “I am Chanell Hallwinter,” she repeats more firmly. She turns to look at Jack, her expression softening. “Thank you,” she breaths out, her voice thick with emotion as phantom tears threaten to spill from her eyes. “Thank you.”
DM- Azalin's Doom
DM- Surviving the Unsurvivable
"No, it was nothing, I'm so sorry for your extended solitude Lady Hallwinter, I hope you will find some peace now." The dark-haired young man says with sincere compassion, uncharacteristically not trying to crack any jokes, just hoping the restless soul will have her final rest now, perhaps reunited with the other fair lady entombed down here.
"Wonderful job, Jack!" Khessa smiles, patting him on the shoulder.
"I'm so happy for you, Chanell!" the blonde arcane warrior turns to the ghost, looking at her moved with her blue eyes "Probably, now that you remember your name, it will be easier for you to remember other things too!"
'Peace...' the tall adventurer in the meantime ponders the words of the empathetic companion 'Yes, it would be nice for Chanell to find peace now... Unless she still has unfinished business here...'
A ripple of uncomfortableness pass through his body as Ketangu smells the foul air. He will look to the ground of the secret passageway to see if there are any signs of a recent disturbance or footprints.
Perception Check
15 rolled in game log.
Tabitha quickly erases the featureless face in the sketch and draws her true likeness. She then moves with Lance to the secret door that was talked about, recoiling at the smell. "Smells like death alright. Probably to do with the cultists somehow. Lady Hallwinter, are you sure you don't remember anyone else down here recently? Maybe sneaking to this passage?"
After joining more my signature got out of hand so I am now a proud member of the extended signature club!! :)
Kit considers the name Hallwinter, attempting to recall if she's heard of them before.
(History: 23)
She notes the smile, the shoulder pat, the overly enthusiastic praise, and a self-satisfied smirk tugs at one corner of her mouth.
"Lady Hallwinter," she excuses herself with a courtly bow and then joins the others at the secret door.
"Gods! This place only goes from bad to worse, doesn't it," she mutters at the offending smell.