To Prove D&D Exists for Echolon

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OOC: As magnificently Rube Goldberg-esque as those notions are Sposta, they're clearly an indication we're all overthinking this.

Wysp: what are the walls made of?  Anything we could, perchance, pound a piton into in order to string up a guiderope into with the help of a long ladder to stand on?

 The walls are worked stone much like you've seen before but they have a shiny to them that foils any effort to secure something to it. Points slide to the side, liquids dribble away, items slip along, but no residue is left on any item touching the walls, floor, or ceiling. 

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OOC: There’s the Giant Lizard (variant) / Giant Riding Lizard. No idea if they could overcome this shiny mushroom wood or not though. Anybody proficient in Nature / Animal Handling?

Edit: And there’s the Giant Spider, same caveat, same question.

 OOC: Sorry for miscommunication. The stone shines like polished wood. The floor, walls and ceiling are polished stone. You have just not seen shiny stonework before. 

OOC: Ahh ha ha…. No, that was pro’ly just me misunderstanding what you pro’ly explained clearly.

Toots spends 10 mins and 6 secs to ritually cast detect…… (wait for it) ……magic and looks around the room.

OOC: We're about to throw down with Mr. Clean who's going to try to toss us into his gutter dust bins aren't we?

"Right.  While she's doing her detectomancy squiggle again...Tallboots!  Help me out, and/or keep watch?" Ilyara said, before fetching Toots' silk rope again.  

"Oiy.  Nine.  Hold this real tight and stand here," she directed, handing the zombiething one end of the rope and indicating a spot five feet away from the threshold of the door.  Turning her attention back to Tommary, she explained, "the only place we haven't really looked much at is the bottom of those traps.  Gonna take a quick peek down there and see if there's anything at the bottom other'n, like...bones or rust or dire cave gerbils or sommat.  Make sure nothing weird happens on this end?" she asked, wrapping the other end of the cord around her waist and tying it off.  Taking firm hold of the line with one hand and patting the immovable rod with the other - the other acolytes were right, this thing's the Traveler's tits! - she started carefully making her way across the floor towards the nearest spike pit.  This time ready for her feet to slide out from underneath her, carefully playing out her gathered-up borrowed line to control her descent as she went to better scope out the trap they were stuck on.

{Assuming another Dex save because that seems to be what this do...: 13 for save.}
{And just throwing a nekkid d20 with whatever modifier applies later in case it's needed for anything once she gets to within viewing distance, assuming she doesn't end up impaled six ways to Bermuda: 13 whatever-check.}

“You be careful with that, don’t loose it! Okay? I paid good money for that out of my personal funds. Cost me 10 shine for that. I don’t like the cheap hemp ones the ‘Watchers use as standard issue, they’re heavy and they chafe something fierce! We got plenty of the standard stuff if yer gonna be careless with that.”

Tommary draws his hand crossbow and stands guard ... against something.  He shouts to Ilyra, "if you see a impecable bald man in white, throw mud in his eye and rally with us!"  

Calling out from wherever in her current endeavor she happened to be at that point, Ilyara yelled back "Tallboots, I got no idea where your brain is at, but wherever it is I know two things about it - it sure ain't in your head, and wherever it is is a more interestin' place t'be than here."

Except more spikes and more rusty blades and polished walls.

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OOC: Ahh ha ha…. No, that was pro’ly just me misunderstanding what you pro’ly explained clearly.

Toots spends 10 mins and 6 secs to ritually cast detect…… (wait for it) ……magic and looks around the room.

 There seems to be an abjuration field in place as well as abjuration magic on all the walls, floor, and ceiling.

“Oh, wow…. I’ve never seen anything like this before. Every square inch of the floor, walls, and ceiling is warded. The stone is literally “protected” from us touching it. And it looks like the whole damned room itself is also warded too. What the…? Who would…? What kind of person thinks up something like this?!? WIP his is bizarre. I mostly know ‘people magic,’ this is….  Is there a Wizard in the house?”

"Well yeah, I'm pretty sure the dude who gathered up Layla, and the goblin gang, and Henri, etc and sprinkled them around this demesne was some sort of magical wizarding folk.  Call if a hunch or something I think Layla was going on about."

“Wha…?!? No… I meant on our side! To dispel all’a this crap. Unless you know how to do that… ‘cause I sure don’t.”

"I tried to light it on fire mundane style ... that didn't do much.  I could try to hit it with my shatter if we cleared out, but that's more for non-magicked stuff, and wouldn't really get us across the room anyway.  I mean, I got harsh language ... but I don't think the walls can hear me ... or the floor."

“The only things I haven’t tried are trying to persuade the room to let is through; Polymorphing into a giant spider and trying to spin a web across, but inthink the walls would even repel that; or casting a spell that would let me detect anything smart on this side of the room that we can’t see, maybe someone smart could think of something….” As she finishes speaking, she’s standing there rather flat-footed (for her at least), with her face screwed up in a dumbfounded expression. Her left hand is balled up in a fist and resting on her cocked hip, and her right hand is up beneath her floppy hat obviously scratching her head, the hat moving up and down comically with her hand. The reality of what she just said seemingly lost on her.

Suddenly, her expression changes to cautious excitement. “Hey wait a minute…. How long was that tunnel of flaming fish poop? Y ou think we could maybe get those Gobs to help us rip it out, haul it over here in pieces and then use those to make a thing to get across?”

"They won't leave their post, remember when I went through all that effort just to ask them to leave, and they were like 'cool story, bro, but we have to stay here'?"  I mean, we could just take their tunnel like we took everything else from them [holds up hand crossbow as an example] but I don't know how we'd get the tunnel through this door and assembled here without falling into the trap Illy's messing with...

Here's what I think, maybe we use that ladder get us across to the middle of the floor, over the first trap, putting that wangrod thing Ily;s go over the "peak" of the floor, then we move the ladder across the next trap and begin phase two, sorta like that leap frog game you disparaged my bounding overwatch tactics as, but instead of jumping over each other, we have the ladder jump forward under us.  I dunno"

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“The only things I haven’t tried are trying to persuade the room to let is through; Polymorphing into a giant spider and trying to spin a web across,

Oh yes, you should totally DO THAT! 

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“The only things I haven’t tried are trying to persuade the room to let is through; Polymorphing into a giant spider and trying to spin a web across,

 

Oh yes, you should totally DO THAT! 

 
OOC: For some strange reason, I get the nagging suspicion that would be less that optimal for Toots. But I’ll leave it up to a vote. All in favor?

Ranked choice, I vote 1.) Toots persuades the room to be more hospitable to our attempt to traverse it. 2.) Toots does a low power Lloth impression, I mean I asked for a Sloth and that's sorta close rhyme 3.) we ride the ladder to the the room's "pinnacle" and then ride it down to the next door, kinda reverse salmon laddering it into position.

OOC: No voting.  Toots do what she do and then we do whatever next.  Heh, though I'll admit I'd like to see her ask the room to stop being such an *******.