Dungeon of the Mad Mage (#9 PbP)

*warm bear noises*

Lythril gives the bear a boobie bear hug.

TEMPERATURE RISING!

Mr.Biggs replies to OU812: "According to Wedge, that area is cold enough to chill one right to the bone. Literally. So, some winter gear would certainly be nice, to say the least. Though I'm pretty confident my fur could handle the cold if push came to shove as far as exploring that particular area." He admits as much before finishing up his work with the spider.

So what’s da play peeps?

“He wasn’t able to get in further to see if going that way was even worth the time?” Alessandra questions, leaning against the wall while she watched everyone else do whatever it is they were doing. “It’s probably a trap of some sort; he must’ve set it off. Not a bad thing, though. Nice work.”

Once everyone is done she will head north (not in the area of where the cold is, the other way).

((I’ll send a pic in discord because I’m poopoo))

Lythril waits until the group heads towards the north and she kicks in the door to the south. She promised not to start a fight and it looked like the party was headed towards one. She knew she'd have a shard time resisting the SMASH urges. This door should be totally safe. Afterall, she didn't hear anything from it.

Strength check 6

He face scrunches in pain as she stubs her toe on the door (2 damage) . Backing up a few feet for a proper bash, she rushes forward and tries again.

Strength check 17

*Wham!*

Ok, let me explain each area.

 Let me know if I got the arrows wrong..

*picks nose while watching everyone split up*

Lythril: You smash through the door the second time. (I also like how you decided how much damage you take on your first attempt =P) This room appears to be a bedchamber. A dead giant spider, its body shot full of arrows and scorched by fire, lies next to a broken wooden bed against the east wall. Standing against the south wall is a wooden armoire draped in cobwebs.

Alessandra: This whole corridor is completely covered in recent spider webs. You'd have to hack through in order to progress to any of the room proper. 

Wedge: As Wedge approaches the door, it's so cold he is starting to take damage.

Ra'iik: Looking for buried treasure up there?

Ra’iik descides to follow Lyth and help her look around the room. Perception/ invest: 4

Boom, a satisfyingly huge booger!

That pretty gross. Even for you, man.

The armoire contains the skeletal remains of a halfling who was trapped inside by, most likely, giant spiders and starved to death. The skeleton is clad in a chain shirt and wears a shiny ring on one bony finger. 

Alessandra sighs, turns around, and heads back to the group. “If anyone wants to help me play exterminator, we might find a few spiders north of here.”

"Rilifane give you peace, " she signs over the body "unless you were an evil *****..."

Divine Sense 60' detect good and evil and stuff like that.

Grianne has never been hugged and takes a long time to process said show of affection. She continues to feel a faint connection  on a metaphysical level with the "dwarf" and follows her to the room ready to maul , if she remembers the phrase right, midievil benches. 

Ra'iik also nods and offers a prayer for the fallen halfling. He picks the ring off the finger and holds it up to Lyth. "Might get this checked out, eh?" He says, pocketing it, not wearing it, but intending to sit with it later on.

Grianne: "Midlevel Benches?" =P

Seeing the group split into multiple subgroups, OU812 just shakes his head in disbelief and mutters "Damn troops....don't they know the first rule of combat is to stick together?"  Out of curiosity, he starts marching quietly behind Alessandra.  Upon entering the web clogged room, he pulls out his axe and proceeds to ask Alessandra "Shall I clear a path for you, ma'am?"