2=the attack lands on Doyal

Thufir

Thufir, seeing the ogre barely able to move says, "Be gone abomination!" as he swings his glaive one more time at it.

Attack: 23 Damage: 14
Attack: 9 Damage: 9

The object that Thufir attacks is hacked in half 

Fargen

Fargen steps over the zombie and into the skeletons lane.  The hammer hard towards the fragile skeleton  "It's smashing time!"

Bless (1 Warhammer: 22 Damage: 18 (2x added in for bludgeoning vulnerability)

ooc: Should be 10: 2 * (3+2)

Fargen You crush it to dust you're out of initiative other than the sound of an occasional drop of condensational water. The area is silent.

The man from upstairs walks up to you and says "I'm Ontharr Frume, Thank you." and he proceeds to fully heal those that need it."

(the name you've heard before as a contact)

"Ehh... heh! Thank your squire outside. Without him, all that racket in here might've been considered a curiosity more than anything else, seeing as we're kinda on a tight schedule trying to catch up with some ne'er-do-wells." Nobody admits as much. "But, uh, you're welcome all the same, sir. Name's Nobody. This one here Thufir. That's Doyal, and that's Fargen." Nobody gestures to each in turn while Ontharr administer healing. He then looks about ready to say or perhaps ask more, but clams up there to let the others take on more of the spotlight. 

Ontharr Does a quick salute "Aye, Its good to hear Pip is ok. I've got to get back to Elturel to see a monk about something. You can accompany me if you wish." He starts walking up the stairs and out the door.

"Thank you," Doyal nods graciously when Ontharr heals him before following behind, "Truth be told we are heading to Elthurel ourselves, to in fact meet with you. Tell me would the monk you are to meet be Leosin Erlanthar?"

The throbbing pain Fargen was silently enduring subsides with Ontharr's heal.  "Aye, we're join you."

Fargen suggests searching the room quickly before heading out.  He walks along the perimeter of the room and looks for any secret doors or items of interest.

         Ontharr nods when Doyal mentions Leosin Erlanthar

Nobody nodded an agreement with Fargen. But figuring he'd have little time again to begin another ritual, opts instead to rush down the path once the last boulder falls(assuming the system there had still been active), before opting to try and at least copy the words under the mural for translating later. Although just before doing all that, he'd have this to add: "We wer-hmm... I mean, I guess we were, come to think of that. That, and uh, following that trail those cultist left." Nobody mentions offhandedly and forgoing further discretion. "Uh, can't remember why off the top of my head tho'.. hm... I-I'll need to check my notes again. But, I assume you guys got all that figured out, s-so I'll leave you to it." He said to the party before heading to the mural.

Since the Lever was pulled no boulder has rolled.

By the time you finish casting your spell the paladin has left 

You find out the language is in ancient Olman a long dead language from before the spell plague

"I ruled the world with magic and a subtle wrist. They rebelled and I was pissed. Cities fell from the sky I was blinded then I died. So I willed to be buried head first so the world can kiss my arse up high."

signed "The Wizard Tommy Pinnenball" 

Your insight gives you a thought this may be a riddle or puzzle.

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"How very crude... And unfortunately a bit beyond my ability to parse... But perhaps with a bit more time.." He comments offhandedly before ultimately letting out a sigh. "Magic and a subtle wrist...  Bah. We can hardly afford to waste time here." Turning and realizing the Paladin had left (along with maybe the others?), the tiefling grumbled a bit before heading out to join the others, and by extension the paladin once more outside, as he could recall no other exits to the chamber to explore save the hole and the way they came downstairs.

ooc: Are you sharing with the players so they can work things out?

You make it to the entrance where the paladin and his squire are waiting "I'm in a hurry but I can wait if there is anything you need to do here." The man says.

(To Stormbringer: As mentioned in my last Group PM post, he had read aloud the translation, if not already clear in my last post here.)

"Unless you know of anything regarding an ancient wizard by the name of Tommy Pinnenball, I fear there's not much left here for us sir." Nobody admits with a bit of acidity to his voice at the end. Although appearing to realize this a second later, he bows head. "Apologies, sir. I-I meant no offense." He looks up warily and cants his head a little to the side. "B-by the way. How did you again manage to find yourself trapped before? I presumed at first you triggered some protective ward at first." He further inquires of the paladin. 

"Entered the pit and was ready to fight the Undead Ogres when that force field surrounded me." The man simply states.

"If Pip wasn't waiting and told you about me. I probably would of died of old age there. Why do you wish to see Leosin Erlanthar?"

The squire Pip hands you your reins then mounts his war pony. "Are we ready to go Lord Frume?"

Fargen speaks up, trying to work through the riddle.  "What are we missing here..."  

"I've heard Bards tell of a 'deaf, dumb, blind kid' with a 'subtle wrist' who still play games by sense of smell....  But that's a silly idea that may be unrelated."  Fargen shifts uncomfortably, unhappy with the lack of insight.

"In my experience, there is always another interpretation of meanings in riddles.  But this one is puzzling.  I thought it first a riddle and considered objects like 'wand', 'sun', 'coin' but it does not fit with the ending. Is this some explanation of the location of the wizard's tomb?  Or is it some cheap laugh at our expense?"

Everyone roll an Insight check🙄

Doyal Insight 9 ((If this is to tell if someone is lying Doyal gets 15 if the roll is lower due to Ear for Deceit))

"Unless you had the means of creating food and water, I think you would've perished long before then sir." Nobody said with a bit of a chuckle thrown in at the end. Although the moment the paladin looked unamused the tiefling pulled his lips in and looked awkwardly away.

Drawn either way by Fargen's ongoing pursuit, Nobody just catches himself mid-word to the dwarf, and say instead to Frume. "He'd gone ahead of us to find out more about the Cult of the Dragon, and said to find him in Elturel through you. Which funnily enough, he'd gone there to get said intel from you I think. So... yeah." He added while taking the reigns of his mounts as its passed along to him.

Looking back to Fargen he said with a bit of a frown, "Unfortunately I doubt the jest was for that alone. As eccentric as some wizards and mage type tend to get, even this is a bit much for a joke beyond the grave." He glances skyward for a second or two, and then shrugs. "For most, at least. Though either way, I'm sure there's a clue in there somewhere in the writing. But honestly at this point, and it hurts to admits this, but I'd rather not linger at this point longer than we have to."