This time when Misira opens the oven, there are no more baked goodies inside.

"How curious?" Arthur remarks. "I wonder if those treats are the work of paranormal activity. It would take quite a lot of power to manifest something out of nothing. I doubt it could happen that frequently. Maybe once an hour at most? We'd have to come back later to see if anything else has been made."

“I think this lovely kitchen has been searched thoroughly, and yes it would be interesting to come back to check that oven.  I see on the map stairs are beyond this door, but lets finish this floor.”   She heads back out into the hallway (9), waits for at least a couple others and opens the double doors to room 8.

Wrenn says to Arthur "Did your friend have time to bake something?" he then checks to see if this oven is still warm.

"Yes," Athur replies to Misira. "It would be best to finish off this floor before changing floors."

He then is one of the first to follow Misira out of the kitchen.

When Misira opens the doors she finds a grand ballroom. Broken boards mar the weblike design worked into this ballroom’s wooden floor. A short stage for long-departed musicians stands at the room’s far end, overlooked by cracked stained-glass windows.

A hollow, mocking voice reaches you, echoing as if from far away. “I’ll give you a simple choice, my misguided knights. You can join Lady Silvra, and I’ll entomb you all within my fortress’s walls. Or forsake your commander, bear witness to her execution, and then walk free to tell all of Dranzorg’s justice. My mercy knows but a moment, friends. Choose!”

Sharone freezes after entering the room and hearing the words.  She turns and gives a questioning look to everyone.

History to recall reference :  0 

Misira returns Sharone’s questioning look and also tries to recall the reference, History: 22

Sharone and Misira think for a moment to see if they can recall any information about Lady Silvra or Dranzorg. However, neither of them can recall anything.

"Speak! Choose!"

"Well I'm not seeing any lady Silveria so I can't be joining her now can I? Anybody else see a lady Silveria?"

"SAY voice! is she the one who baked the lovely muffin?!"

Wrenn simply looks around confused "Alrighty then. Next it'll be telling us is there's a bun in the oven."

"I wish to see the one who commands such a request!"  Bigan would take a step forward, putting on his mask and gripping his axe tightly ready for a challenge and follows his companions. 

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Misira finds the whole situation ridiculous.  “I don’t know who you think you are,” she states to the dining room, “but you shall not entomb us!”

Wrenn follows Misira when she moves 

Sharone follows Misira and Wrenn.  “Yeah, I won’t be entombed either.  If I could find you, I would shove my sword in you.”  She looks around the room for any source of the voice.  “Show yourself!”

"No, no, I am thinking you are not being a friend."

Suddenly an ear-splitting shriek fills the room. Then the stained-glass windows on the stage crack. Then all is quiet in the ballroom.

"Okay," Arthur says. "It definitely seems that there is supernatural activity in this house."

He turns his head in the direction of the parlour.

"I wonder how Alanik is getting on?"

Misira looks at Arthur, "Might be a good idea to check on him.  I'll join you, would anyone else like to come with us?  The rest check out this room and see what that voice was all about?"  Misira leads Arthur and whoever else joins them back through 9 and to the parlor where Alanik was working with the spirit board.

Clutching his axe, Bigan would speak.  "Maybe we shouldn't split-up again...  Alanik does have the map, if anything we can go together to check on him as well as the map to check where we've been, then double-back to the room.  Strength in numbers."  He'd follow back to the parlor. 

Lyreth nods, it's best to stick together. This place is unfriendly. Except for the muffins.

Sharone looks around, her head looking slowly at all parts of the room, but without turning toward him, speaks to Arthur. "Yes, you may have a good thought there.  Why don't we all go se what Alanik is up to, then we will come back here and resume our search.  Hopefully without being entombed.  Maybe I'll try the front door just for giggles."

Perception :  3 

((Nope, I've still got nothing.))