Crimson Sands of Time

Trisk will examine the locked door after going up the tower and finding it locked. Is there a keyhole? How much space is there from the bottom of the door to the floor? He will also call out which way he went for Tesservett, Uriel, and any others in his group who are not with him but might end up following him.

"I've gone up toward the top of tower!"

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Can items such as the rapier be taken, as long as the rules of trade apply, and is the elf and goblin frozen?

"Creatures in temporal stasis, as well as anything they are carrying or wearing, can’t be harmed or moved until the magic on them is ended."

Tied to his belt is a glass-handled rapier

<this is tricky. I'm going g to say yes here, but I don't want this to be precedent for other situations that generally fall under 'worn or carried' descriptors as exemptions to spell effects. But I'm ruling that you can remove the sword while the elf is still in stasis.>

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Trisk will examine the locked door after going up the tower and finding it locked. Is there a keyhole? How much space is there from the bottom of the door to the floor? He will also call out which way he went for Tesservett, Uriel, and any others in his group who are not with him but might end up following him.

"I've gone up toward the top of tower!"

All the doors with crown locks are magically secured. There's not some trick one of the most powerful ancient wish granting spell casters in the multiverse overlooked when she made the lock. 

<That said, it's not the highest level security if it's Boolean. It's meant to grant access conditionally. You would surmise or at least guess this to he the case, given what you've seen.>

Now, that that's settled, I've already narrated what's down. I'm calling g ir we got an illusion wizard with a guy wearing a crown in tow and possibly a scribes wizard Descending into a room with a guy on a throne and armored guy with glowing g eyes and a flaming sword and someone hiding behind d the throne. 

If you don't want to chat, you'll need to roll stealth to avoid detection.

<So, nobody wants to try for that cake, then? Lol.>

(Have we seen a cake or kitchen?)

Using fast hands, Piccolo takes the interesting rapier, instantly replacing it with a small dagger she had in her bag. She has many random things in her bag as wherever she goes, she grabs things and puts them in her bag.  She never knows when she might need something.    

She decides to help the hungry giant, and tries to find a kitchen and cake. She will dash and use cunning action to move again, moving 60-80ft rd, searching for cake, smelling, looking. If she helps her, maybe the giant will help Piccolo in return, she reasons, and being there aren’t many that seem animated now, she could use a good friend.

Piccolo was very good at making friends, she knew she was cute, maybe irresistible, and could get people to do things she wanted.

Trisk bows to the gray-bearded man in black robes sitting on the gilded throne.

"Greetings your most high lordship! I noticed from outside a dragon appears to have entered your fine keep and thought I should enquire whether or not he was a welcome guest?"

Picollo checks the rooms off the banquet hall.

The wester part of the banquet hall is the dining terrace. Bathed in twilight, this marble terrace offers a stunning view of the mountains, forests, swamps, and shimmering horizons of Prismeer. Spaced about the balcony are tables draped in white tablecloths with chairs set around each one.

At the far end of the banquet hall is a door behind which lies the kitchen. An eight-foot-tall, three-foot-diameter, multitiered cake rests on a large round table in this kitchen, which also contains a stove and an assortment of mismatched cupboards and worktables. Eight pixies are suspended in midair around the cake, each wearing a chef’s hat and a flour-stained apron. Six of the pixies squeeze cloth tubes that have icing coming out of them. The other two hold armfuls of tiny crimson candles.

Thick creepers with broad leaves encroach on the kitchen through a partially open door in the middle of a concave wall. The roots stretch across the floor and coil around the large table, but not around a smaller, rectangular wheeled table that has three trussed-up giant rats on it.

An open doorway leading from the kitchen has thick creepers spreading through it.

The kitchen also has two other closed doors.

Piccolo smiles, thinking it will be nice to make the huge woman giant happy. She looks for the best method of bringing up the largest piece she can manage, looking for a platter or other method of carrying. Then, realizing she is not very strong, she tried to creatively figure out another method, including looking for a think she heard of called a dumbwaiter that could bring the cake up to a higher floor. Finding none, she will resort to cutting 6 pieces, putting them on 6 plates, and taking 3 trips up and down the steps, but not entering the room of the giant until all of them are upstairs.

Then, she knocks on the door, opens it, playing her tiny instrument. "It is an image of the delicious cake, but it also is an image of the giant woman helping the tiny girl."
Then she brings in several plates of cake.

The bearded man upon the throne sneers, "I am Lord Kelek, and the palace is now mine to rule," he states confidently. But at the mention of the dragon, a flush of dread passed briefly over his face. "That creature is a menace. A stray pet the the previous occupants fed and now we can't be rid of.  If you came to offer your services in this regard, it would be a most welcome boom, should you succeed."

The glowing-eyed helmed warrior remains silent, eyeing the party mirthlessly.

"Oh, and just out of curiosity, you wouldn't happen to have a uncoorn's horn, would you?" Kelek adds, as an afterthought.

Drain:

Drain is going to follow along with Trisk, assuming Uriel is as well.  He glances at PIccolo as she zooms around, just shaking his head.  

"Why do you need a Unicorn Horn?"

Uriel:

Put off by the imperious nature of the bearded man's attitude, Uriel attempts to assess his intent.  "By the previous occupant, do you mean the fey queen?  By what right do you lay claim to lordship of this castle?"

Insight:  28

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Piccolo smiles, thinking it will be nice to make the huge woman giant happy. She looks for the best method of bringing up the largest piece she can manage, looking for a platter or other method of carrying. Then, realizing she is not very strong, she tried to creatively figure out another method, including looking for a think she heard of called a dumbwaiter that could bring the cake up to a higher floor. Finding none, she will resort to cutting 6 pieces, putting them on 6 plates, and taking 3 trips up and down the steps, but not entering the room of the giant until all of them are upstairs.

Then, she knocks on the door, opens it, playing her tiny instrument. "It is an image of the delicious cake, but it also is an image of the giant woman helping the tiny girl."
Then she brings in several plates of cake.

 <I missed this one. Crosspost.  Kitchen is immediately beside the banquet hall. No difference in elevation. There is a tea cart in the banquet hall.>

The tea cart’s drawers contain utensils, candlesticks, teacups, saucers, bowls, and napkins. It has wheels.

Seeing the cake finally delivered, as promised, the giant's mood settles and she delighted ly begins eating it.  Even for such a huge appetite, it's clear this will take quite some time. 

Piccolo smiles in delight that the giantess is happier.

She plays a tune, trying to convey that she needs help with what is wrong here. "It has images of things not moving, casters starting to cast, a dragon sleeping."

"The demon consort? Did you seek her to fulfill your wishes, as so many othersI require the horn to retrieve an object. Perhaps we can help one another. If you can bring me the horn, maybe I can do something for you. As you pkainly see, it is I who now sit upon the throne of Prismeer"

<I don't know what so with these I sight checks. You can probably tell they took it by force, bit he's not goo g to just say that. I feel like there's nothing I can tell you the player that you wouldn't already know. Good roll, though>

"This unicorn horn you seek, have you any ideas on where to begin our search?"

Trisk folds his hands within his robes in a non-threatening manner, prepared to wait patiently and have a discussion.

Drain:

Drain elects to keep quiet, and will [spell/]message[spell]  to Uriel: 

Uriel:

”I will not kill a unicorn or butcher a living one, but if I come across a ‘detached’ unicorn horn, I would consider a trade.  I assume you offer at least one wish in return?” counters Uriel with a slight nod to Drain.

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Piccolo smiles in delight that the giantess is happier.

She plays a tune, trying to convey that she needs help with what is wrong here. "It has images of things not moving, casters starting to cast, a dragon sleeping."

<Is she trying to get help from the fomorian? Her not trying to eat her is the win state that was unlocked by cake. Herself, an interloper in the castle, she has little fear of what lies within, perhaps unwisely.>