"I agree, let's heal our wounds and catch our breath. These catacombs seem endless. If we want to survive, we will need to play clever." Alysa brings the cultists corpse inside the room, trying to place them on the floor as if they were sleeping.
She then grabs one of their shield and wears one of the cultist's red robe on top of her chainmail, both showing the insignia of Bane. "I don't like wearing that, but that might give us a few second before they realise we are not cultist next time."

Alysa then stands close to the ajared door, keeping an eye on the corridor.

Short rest HP die (1d10+3): 6

"Great idea.  I'll play dress up as well if it'll mean getting out of here and into a hot bath a little sooner."

Donning the Black Hand garb and tightening the shield straps around his fist, Hal applied a little of the grime that was already all over his clothes to his hair to complete the 'greasy cultist' impression. 

Shaking his head Bryce gives Hal and Alysa a disapproving look “No way in hell I’m wearing those clothes… I think I'm out of spells but I’m still useful in close quarters. Let me keep a look out while we catch our breath.”  He stands on the edge keep an watch out as the party rest.

HP: 10

Alysa nods. "I understand. If you taking the watch, I can prepare some good food for all of you then."
She sets up on a spot that does not look too dirty and open her satchel. She removes a pack of halfling bread and a pack of dry meat and salad. From a small pouch, she powders the meat some a secret spice mix. She smiles and present a large sandwich. "Here you go lads, behold the "stuffy halfling" and gives one sandwich to all her companions.

+1d8 HP if you are rolling for HP on this short rest.

 Rolled a 7 + 1 hp for my short rest

 Nyx gratefully takes the sandwich. The dish is almost as large as the entire fairy! The secret spices are otherwordly, and Nyx has had nothing like it. Their eyes grow wide. "Unglaublich! I have never had such a dish as this. You must be a famed chef indeed in this realm, Alysa"

HP: 18 (!) 

The sandwich is more than delicious, it's healing properties border on the divine. As Nyx eats the sandwich, their wounds heal close, and their entire being is suffused with health and vigor.

The short rest passes without any disruption and you all feel better after tending your wounds and eating a sandwich. 

Trying to resist the temptation to lick his fingers, knowing where they've been the past few hours, Hal offered a small belch as a sign of respect to the chef.  A custom that his Elvish parents hated, but he insisted that Humans found respectful.

Trying his best to act like a cultist, Hal lowered his voice and croaked, "Arrrrrrgh, I'm ready to move out!"

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 Nyx gratefully takes the sandwich. The dish is almost as large as the entire fairy! The secret spices are otherwordly, and Nyx has had nothing like it. Their eyes grow wide. "Unglaublich! I have never had such a dish as this. You must be a famed chef indeed in this realm, Alysa"

"Well, thanks. But my father is the real cook, he is the one who taught me all the halfling tricks. I had a great time following him in the kitchen when I was little. I'm glad you enjoyed it"
She then nods at Hal and smiles. "I see you liked it. Can I ask you, I saw you more then once talking and toying with your ring. Is this a family heirloom ? You see family is important to me"

“Ah thanks, appreciate it.” Bryce takes the sandwich enjoying every bite. “This is really good, I see you working as cook in a tavern If you ever retire.” Finishing the sandwich Bryce takes lead of the group. Walking through back to the main room Bryce heads to the south room. 

Perception: 21

Nyx touches Alysa, giving her Vigilant Blessing. Alysa feels her sense sharpen, and she feels alert and ready for anything (advantage on next initiative roll)

Staring at his ring for a moment, Hal looked up at Alysa.

“An heirloom of sorts…just not in my family.  The ring belonged to Lady Brydr, a paladin of Torm almost 2000 years ago.  The rumor was that she gave her soul to Torm in return for power that rivaled many lesser deities.  The truth is that she received power that rivaled even some of the greater goddesses…but she was quite full of herself.”

With the last of his words, the ring seemed to flare red, ever so slightly, and Hal winced but chuckled despite being in obvious pain.

"That's quite an artefact if that is true, Hal. I'm impressed."
Alysa looks then at the team "I think we should move, we still need to find out what those cultist are up to here." "Maybe we should try to interrogate the next one we find and not kill them outright?" she adds smiling

But just before placing her backpack, she ask the poor soul that they rescued "I remember you said something about an heavy door and some water sound when the cultists were coming to you, but I haven't see a drop of water here. Did we miss something ? Or is this water behind one the the two other doors ?"

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“Ah thanks, appreciate it.” Bryce takes the sandwich enjoying every bite. “This is really good, I see you working as cook in a tavern If you ever retire.” Finishing the sandwich Bryce takes lead of the group. Walking through back to the main room Bryce heads to the south room. 

Perception: 21

 When Bryce exits the room and turns south, he clearly sees the south door ajar, then, a blink of an eye later, it is closed.

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But just before placing her backpack, she ask the poor soul that they rescued "I remember you said something about an heavy door and some water sound when the cultists were coming to you, but I haven't see a drop of water here. Did we miss something ? Or is this water behind one the the two other doors ?"

 Still in the room, Vendetta turns to Alysa: "I am not sure. I have been brought in with a blindfold on. But I could always hear the water before they came to torture us. And the door, a very heavy door, scraping along the floor." She shudders. 

“Y’all see that?!” Bryce pulls his mace out “I swear that door was just opened a few seconds ago, be on the guard.” Heading to the door, Bryce listens for movement on the other side before he open it.

Perception: 18

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“Y’all see that?!” Bryce pulls his mace out “I swear that door was just opened a few seconds ago, be on the guard.” Heading to the door, Bryce listens for movement on the other side before he open it.

Perception: 18

"I havn't seen anything. But we better check it out." 
Alysa unsheathe her sword, comes closer to the door and opens it in a swift movement.

NB: I am assuming Jhasso will hold a torch for us to see anything

Hal pulls Vendetta’s wrists gently behind her back and whispers into her ear, “I’m not going to bind you, this is for appearances sake only”.

Standing behind her in his borrowed (and dirty) uniform, he pulls his ax, gathers strength from his ring and uses his darkvision to peer into the doorway as it is opened and calls out in his best pirate accent.

"Arrrrgh boys, we're going to have fun with this one!" 

OOC: Perception check (16)

Four flickering torches in wall sconces light this partially collapsed crypt. An open sarcophagus in the middle of the area is filled to the rim with blood, with spillage streaking the sides of the sarcophagus and pooling around its base. The sarcophagus lid lies half buried under rubble behind it.

Behind the sarcophagus you can just see a frail old woman trying to hide as you enter. 

Nyx speaks out. "Do not worry, mein frau. We are not here to harm you, we come in peace"

“Ma’am are you hurt?” Bryce will take a step in he scans the room for other entrances.