"Regardless, we need to continue." Kwisatz says, starting towards the door "But as before, continue with caution."

Andrømeda, as injured as she is, only nods at Kwisatz' words, and begins to cautiously make her way forward.

Rush, taking the lead so he can light the way, follows the boot prints that Sael pointed out and listening for the sounds of the crying child that Andrømeda had mentioned. The crying sounds are becoming clearer in that they are more recognizable as a child in distress somehow. The group follows the hallway until you get to a T intersection. The boot prints go to the right.

Rush turns right and begins to open the door. There is a fair amount of push-back and he struggles to open it...

Rush STR check: 12

It takes only a moment of pushing through before the door budges, and just before he takes a full step into the door, Rush sees a white flash of a tabaxi lunging at him only to stop short with a dagger at his throat.

"You...you're not undead?" the tabaxi says.

Rush also notices that there is one elf scholar cowering in the back of the room until he begins to realize that the new intruders (you all) aren't a threat. Then, he stands up and brushes his cloak off as if trying to regain his dignity and composure.

Andrømeda steps up behind Rush, gently moving him back, stepping forward so she can stand in between him and the knife, looking at the Tabaxi that had nearly cut his throat with a glower. "Vi are not. Nor, t'vould seem, are du." She spares a moment to look around the room(perception: 13 ) 

Looking quickly around the room, she sees 6 dead giant spiders littered around the room with spider webs all over the floor (making this room "difficult terrain"), and two sarcophagi that have obviously been ransacked. She also notices that there is a scholarly, albeit arrogant looking elf standing in the back of the room.

“Looks like you might know that woman out front. How’d you get here?” Rush looks on but is trying not to be too perturbed despite the knife at his neck.

"Is it a child?" asks Sael from the back.

As Sael asks that question, the group can still hear the sounds of the child crying, but it doesn't sound like it's gotten louder. In fact, is sounds slightly less loud since the party came this direction.

Kwisatz goes up to the mage frantically saying "Are you from the college in Silverymoon?! I'm Kwisatz Haderach. I worked in the department of divination. What is it that you all are searching for here? And what has happened?!"

Sael turns around, straining her ears to pick up on the sound of the possible child to determine the direction it's headed.

Perception? : 14 

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Kwisatz goes up to the mage frantically saying "Are you from the college in Silverymoon?! I'm Kwisatz Haderach. I worked in the department of divination. What is it that you all are searching for here? And what has happened?!"

"Kwisatz. Yes...I remember you," he says tersely. "It's good to see you're alive and well and yes, we came here on half of the college in Silverymoon. What we're looking for is, honestly, not for you to know."

Kwisatz gets the feeling that this elvish man, who he knows to be Fayd Rautha, actually feels rather indifferent about whether Kwiz is alive or dead. 

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Sael turns around, straining her ears to pick up on the sound of the possible child to determine the direction it's headed.

Perception? : 20 

Sael feels like the sound is coming from somewhere southwest of where you currently are.

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“Looks like you might know that woman out front. How’d you get here?” Rush looks on but is trying not to be too perturbed despite the knife at his neck.

((So that it doesn't get lost in time before my son wakes up, I'll go ahead and answer this for Rush.))

"When I heard that the group of scholars was heading this way," the tabaxi says, "looking for some dark source of magic - whatever it was - I knew I wanted to tag along. I got hired on as one of the guards for the group, but none of us expected all of these undead to rise. The other guards were never going to survive an encounter like that. By the way," he interrupts himself, "my name is Axel."

Axel is a white furred tabaxi with black spots (think: snow leopard). Those who look into his eyes can see that he has faced unimaginable horror and that he is no stranger to darkness. One thing that anyone who looks at him notices right away is that his eyes are heterochromatic: his left eye is red and his right eye is blue. He stands about average height at about 6'-0" and is wearing all black studded leather and has a small arsenal of edged weapons on his person: shortswords, daggers, and a crossbow. He also carries a small chest strapped to his adventuring backpack.

Andrømeda reaches out a hand to shake Axels. "Am vould say den's a pleasure, but none of vhat happent here vas pleasant. Still, det somebody survived is good. Am'm Andrømeda."

Axel takes her hand, looking her in the eyes, and shakes it firmly and politely. "Well, it's nice to see you, too - especially since you're alive," he says with an ironic smirk.

Sael can hear the talk going on in the room behind her, but she can't get the fear of a child being in here out of her mind.  She begins to very slowly head towards the sound, seeing if she can better determine where it is, but not wanting to lose the group.