Barbär takes out his reserve day ration and takes the hardtack and nuts out and places it next to the bird slowly as so not disturb it, and shreds up the jerky and places it also.
Thank you my dear for guiding us to this place... Though im not sure how to help you. Clearly there is something wrong here...
The raven swivels towards the Chalet, and flies towards it, avoiding the other ravens, who, like a gang, continue to stare at you from a distance on the rooftops, but do nothing.
Orvok pats Barbär firmly on the shoulder as he walks past ‘Good intuition there.’ he looks at the shield, and nods thoughtfully ‘You’re right, we’ll probably need those..’ he pulls his own shield off his back, embossed with crossed axes, and pulls his battle axe out of its belt loop. He follows the raven in the direction of the chalet...
Barbär will follow with his shield up over his head as a poo umbrella, watching his step as he goes as to not step on the graves, meeting up with the others.
Well it seems we have found the author, definitively, of that book. They have been turned to this form by some ill manner. However, these other Ravens could have also been turned. Maybe they were once common folk as well.
he scratches his chin making his 8 inch beard braids flail about,
Rusty iron hooks line the walls of this entrance foyer. Hanging from two of these hooks are a shovel and a rake. A dusty cloak is draped over a hook next to a round-topped door in the south wall. The door leading outside the chalet appears to be barred from the inside. It's going to take some muscle or magic to get intisde. You can use an action to try to break down the barred door, doing so with a successful DC 23 Strength check.
‘Well, they already know we’re here...’ shrugs Orvok, ‘We might as well be polite.’ He knocks *firmly* on the western door, incidentally trying to determine how thick the door is.
The metal heats up, becoming a bit more malleable. As it turns orange, you can tell the wood frame might burst into fire any moment if this continues. The DC is now 20.
The raven looks back to Barbar.
Barbär takes out his reserve day ration and takes the hardtack and nuts out and places it next to the bird slowly as so not disturb it, and shreds up the jerky and places it also.
Thank you my dear for guiding us to this place... Though im not sure how to help you. Clearly there is something wrong here...
The raven swivels towards the Chalet, and flies towards it, avoiding the other ravens, who, like a gang, continue to stare at you from a distance on the rooftops, but do nothing.
Orvok pats Barbär firmly on the shoulder as he walks past ‘Good intuition there.’ he looks at the shield, and nods thoughtfully ‘You’re right, we’ll probably need those..’ he pulls his own shield off his back, embossed with crossed axes, and pulls his battle axe out of its belt loop. He follows the raven in the direction of the chalet...
Barbär will follow with his shield up over his head as a poo umbrella, watching his step as he goes as to not step on the graves, meeting up with the others.
Well it seems we have found the author, definitively, of that book. They have been turned to this form by some ill manner. However, these other Ravens could have also been turned. Maybe they were once common folk as well.
he scratches his chin making his 8 inch beard braids flail about,
Or they could've done this to her...
"You got all that from talking to the raven?" Mavshoon asks questioningly
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AREA C4 - THE CLOAKROOM
Rusty iron hooks line the walls of this entrance foyer. Hanging from two of these hooks are a shovel and a rake. A dusty cloak is draped over a hook next to a round-topped door in the south wall. The door leading outside the chalet appears to be barred from the inside. It's going to take some muscle or magic to get intisde. You can use an action to try to break down the barred door, doing so with a successful DC 23 Strength check.
Erm. Well. In a way yes. Im down one days ration, and i managed to not get bitten.
Barbär shrugs with a half smile
I wouldn't say its our friend, but it does seem to be leading the way.
‘Well, they already know we’re here...’ shrugs Orvok, ‘We might as well be polite.’ He knocks *firmly* on the western door, incidentally trying to determine how thick the door is.
It's a sturdy door. No one answers.
‘Let’s try this other door..’ Orvok tries the round door to the south next...
Investigation on the first square door, for what its made of, wood/stone/metal etc.
9
Barbär takes out his tinder box, and strikes it onto one of the rusted hooks, as he whispers, "by Moradin's forge, heat this metal."
and casts heat metal on the metal bits of the door.
Let this heat a moment. Maybe then the strongest of us can break it down.
The metal heats up, becoming a bit more malleable. As it turns orange, you can tell the wood frame might burst into fire any moment if this continues. The DC is now 20.
‘I’ll give it a go...’ Orvok rolls his shoulders, and slams hard into the door...
Strength Check: 16
hm. This door.. If i cant do it this time i need to end my spell...
Str- 13
Barbär will end the spell after he strikes.
There! I guess we just had to knock louder than before, Axebrother!
He gives a warm smile to his fellow
Orvok grins back ‘I must have loosened it for you!’
BWAM! The door slams down, open, on to the floor ahead of you. The Chalet is now open to explore.
Please, ladies first.
Barbär gives a courteous bow and gestures with his open hand through the door.