Thunderfist seriously contemplates pushing Cackie into the blades, but then thought better of it, knowing that the rest of the group probably wouldn't approve.
Instead he picks up a large rock and throws it into the centre of the blades in an attempt to jam them.
Elfacannot see any clues as to how to stop the blades, other than the lever which sits temptingly on the other side of the deadly maelstrom.
Cackiealso struggles to find an alternate way through, and Thunderfist's stone is instantly thrown out as a shower of sharp splinters when he tries to wedge it in the blades (everyone make a Dexterity saving throw please - that's a d20 + your dexterity save modifier)
Cackie walks up to the blades, channeling his inner 'East End Thug' and tries to talk them out of hurting him and his friends.
"Listen here you spinny c***s, we've not gone across some sketchy f****n' bridge and climbed a bunch of b*****d steps just to be killed by a glorified f****n' windmill. Stop f****n' spinning right now and let us through, or I''ll get Thunderthing to chin you and turn you into f****n' cutlery"
(I will save the results of the DEX saves until Elfa and Lei-Tana have rolled)
Cackie's tirade at the blades is as menacing as it is ineffective; the steely choppers keep on spinning, oblivious to the threat to their collective survival.
Remarkably, nobody is hurt by the flying shrapnel (well done everyone for rolling your DEX saves correctly and successfully!)
As the last fragment clatters across the stone floor, Lei-Tana assesses the clearance at the top of the room and calculates that, yes, Koda could indeed fly above the blades to reach the other side of the room. The handle is hard to judge from here - could be stiff, could be well-oiled. Gnomes are renowned for their technical skill, so...
Whilst the vivid blue elf ponders the situation, there is a loud CRACK behind her. Turning to check the source of the noise, the group see Elfapropped on her shoulders, head tilted awkwardly, following her abysmal backflip attempt (no damage taken, but a total fail)
The sky rat, sorry bat, flaps up to the ceiling with a total lack of elegance. Clearing the spinning blades by the tightest of margins, the familiar drops down the other side and perches on the lever.
The lever is in the down position, so Koda has to fly upwards while grasping it in their rat talons - sorry, claws. After a couple of failed attempts, the plucky little plague glider manages to lift the handle upwards and with a satisfying CLICK the blades start to slow down. They take about five minutes to stop, but the way is now clear.
The way is now clear to head to the west side of the room, where you see that a corridor leads north into the unknown...
The wooden handle clangs around the room, bouncing off stone walls and metal blades. The group follows Cackie west and then north, then a curve left and up some stone steps into an irregularly shaped room roughly 30ft square.
As you approach the room you hear two gnomes arguing excitedly, and on your arrival they both stop suddenly and look at you intently; the male with curiosity and the female with something approaching hope.
Koda squeals at Lei-Tana's shoulder; both the bat and the blue elf recognise this room and its occupants from an earlier foray.
The room is strewn with half finished inventions and a great deal of junk. In the north east corner a 10ft high ledge overlooks the room, a pedestal stood atop it.
As you take all this in, the male gnome asks cautiously "Are you... a shapeshifter?"
"No shapeshifters here, why do you ask? We've been sent here to try and find some magical items that might help us slay a dragon. Know where we might find such a thing?"
The male gnome observes you quietly, measuring up the sincerity of the seemingly pickled monk (OOC: I rolled a 16 for Cackie'sCharisma check). Finally he seems satisfied; "Well we are relatively well stocked with enchantments and curios" he says, gesturing to what seems to be an impressively chaotic assortment of what, frankly, looks like junk strewn around the chamber.
"The problem we have is that our kings, Korbboz and Gnerkli, have locked themselves in their private quarters and refuse to come out until this supposed 'shapeshifter' is gone; King Korboz says he saw it eating one of our citizens"
"The problem" says the female gnome, emphasizing the second word and glaring at her companion "is evidence. Nobody doubts our King but, well, none of us have seen the shapeshifter. We have to prepare for the possibility that Korboz is misunderstood, and work on creating a device to help him to wellness"
"And I" says the male, glaring back at her good-naturedly "think that it is better to be secure than sorrowful, and that our best bet is to create some form of shapeshifter-repellent. What do you think? If you can help us to decide, or even better - provide such a device - then maybe we can offer a spare artifact or two by way of thanks"
Lei-Tana considers the options... "I think having some sort of repellent for a shapeshifter would be very handy indeed.... haven't seen any around that we know of, but we did come across a Mimic in one of the previous chambers! Unfortunately I do not currently possess such an item, or I would gladly offer it to you"
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Thunderfist seriously contemplates pushing Cackie into the blades, but then thought better of it, knowing that the rest of the group probably wouldn't approve.
Instead he picks up a large rock and throws it into the centre of the blades in an attempt to jam them.
Athletics : 10
Cackie scratched his chin. It had been a while since he last shaved...these blades could come in handy. He checks the walls for a secret passageway,
Elfa cannot see any clues as to how to stop the blades, other than the lever which sits temptingly on the other side of the deadly maelstrom.
Cackie also struggles to find an alternate way through, and Thunderfist's stone is instantly thrown out as a shower of sharp splinters when he tries to wedge it in the blades (everyone make a Dexterity saving throw please - that's a d20 + your dexterity save modifier)
Dexterity: 18
"I wonder if Koda could fly above the turnstiles and reach the lever?"
Dexterity : 21
Dexterity saving throw 11
Cackie walks up to the blades, channeling his inner 'East End Thug' and tries to talk them out of hurting him and his friends.
"Listen here you spinny c***s, we've not gone across some sketchy f****n' bridge and climbed a bunch of b*****d steps just to be killed by a glorified f****n' windmill. Stop f****n' spinning right now and let us through, or I''ll get Thunderthing to chin you and turn you into f****n' cutlery"
Charisma check: 15
OOC East End Thug
(I will save the results of the DEX saves until Elfa and Lei-Tana have rolled)
Cackie's tirade at the blades is as menacing as it is ineffective; the steely choppers keep on spinning, oblivious to the threat to their collective survival.
23 dexterity.
Elfa then uses her acrobatics to avoid Thunderfists mistake. But that's OK because we can all make mistakes sometimes.
Elfa backflips and lands successfully out the way
19 Acrobatics
Remarkably, nobody is hurt by the flying shrapnel (well done everyone for rolling your DEX saves correctly and successfully!)
As the last fragment clatters across the stone floor, Lei-Tana assesses the clearance at the top of the room and calculates that, yes, Koda could indeed fly above the blades to reach the other side of the room. The handle is hard to judge from here - could be stiff, could be well-oiled. Gnomes are renowned for their technical skill, so...
Whilst the vivid blue elf ponders the situation, there is a loud CRACK behind her. Turning to check the source of the noise, the group see Elfa propped on her shoulders, head tilted awkwardly, following her abysmal backflip attempt (no damage taken, but a total fail)
"Koda, fly over to the lever and see if you can shut these off.. be careful!" Lei-Tana asks her familiar
"Whoopsie, i'll have to practice that one, Diplomat you be careful now and don't you dare think Koda is food" said Elfa.
Elfa awaits to see the outcome of Koda's flight
The sky rat, sorry bat, flaps up to the ceiling with a total lack of elegance. Clearing the spinning blades by the tightest of margins, the familiar drops down the other side and perches on the lever.
The lever is in the down position, so Koda has to fly upwards while grasping it in their rat talons - sorry, claws. After a couple of failed attempts, the plucky little plague glider manages to lift the handle upwards and with a satisfying CLICK the blades start to slow down. They take about five minutes to stop, but the way is now clear.
The way is now clear to head to the west side of the room, where you see that a corridor leads north into the unknown...
"I knew they would stop spinning after I had a word with them."
Cackie checks the room for anything the blades may have been hiding or protecting.
Investigation 15
8
Perception check
Elfa looked at Diplomat who seemed to approve of Kodas actions. Gave him a quick nod then headed west
Thunderfist broke the handle off the wall and throws it aside before also heading west.
The wooden handle clangs around the room, bouncing off stone walls and metal blades. The group follows Cackie west and then north, then a curve left and up some stone steps into an irregularly shaped room roughly 30ft square.
As you approach the room you hear two gnomes arguing excitedly, and on your arrival they both stop suddenly and look at you intently; the male with curiosity and the female with something approaching hope.
Koda squeals at Lei-Tana's shoulder; both the bat and the blue elf recognise this room and its occupants from an earlier foray.
The room is strewn with half finished inventions and a great deal of junk. In the north east corner a 10ft high ledge overlooks the room, a pedestal stood atop it.
As you take all this in, the male gnome asks cautiously "Are you... a shapeshifter?"
"No shapeshifters here, why do you ask? We've been sent here to try and find some magical items that might help us slay a dragon. Know where we might find such a thing?"
The male gnome observes you quietly, measuring up the sincerity of the seemingly pickled monk (OOC: I rolled a 16 for Cackie's Charisma check). Finally he seems satisfied; "Well we are relatively well stocked with enchantments and curios" he says, gesturing to what seems to be an impressively chaotic assortment of what, frankly, looks like junk strewn around the chamber.
"The problem we have is that our kings, Korbboz and Gnerkli, have locked themselves in their private quarters and refuse to come out until this supposed 'shapeshifter' is gone; King Korboz says he saw it eating one of our citizens"
"The problem" says the female gnome, emphasizing the second word and glaring at her companion "is evidence. Nobody doubts our King but, well, none of us have seen the shapeshifter. We have to prepare for the possibility that Korboz is misunderstood, and work on creating a device to help him to wellness"
"And I" says the male, glaring back at her good-naturedly "think that it is better to be secure than sorrowful, and that our best bet is to create some form of shapeshifter-repellent. What do you think? If you can help us to decide, or even better - provide such a device - then maybe we can offer a spare artifact or two by way of thanks"
Lei-Tana considers the options... "I think having some sort of repellent for a shapeshifter would be very handy indeed.... haven't seen any around that we know of, but we did come across a Mimic in one of the previous chambers! Unfortunately I do not currently possess such an item, or I would gladly offer it to you"