Hadi, as you use your mage hand to pick up the urn you feel it wavering. You realize this urn is right on the 10 pound mark, but it manages to pick up the urn and bring it to you. T'bitha, you pull your urn from the pedestal and begin wading on your tippy-toes through the water, having to swim at the very end before getting to the stairs. You all now have both urns in your possession and you've retreated to the upper level of the mausoleum, because the water has completely flooded the lower level with the sarcophagus.
T’bitha gasps as she rejoins the party and hands her urn off to Tristan. ”Okay, let’s get these back to Ozemon. That’s too much excitement for me in one day.”
She grabs her gear and heads out of the mausoleum. ”I’m buying myself new clothes with that 100 gold.” she mutters.
Dimitri released a held breath as they retrieved both urns and made it to safety. "It's not our job to figure out which one. Now let's get out of here."
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As his hand floats behind him with the urn Hadi says, “Quite true. Though I am curious to see what is different between them. Let us see what we can learn once we are safe.” As they head out he also presses the button that started the water again, hoping it will also stop it. Once they are in a place where they can sit for a minute he’ll take some time to again ritually cast Dispel Magic, and to then investigate 21 the urns, looking for any differences between the two.
As Hadi presses the third button, which is only a rod, the iron gate at the front of the mausoleum slams shut and the water from below rises up onto the main floor. The water flows out of the iron gate, but at a slower rate than it's rising. You all seem to be locked in here with a rising water level.
(OOC: I'll keep in mind the 21 Investigation check for the future)
Khessa, you rip the metal out of the way and press the button to seal the stairs off. The plate slides out, sealing the stairs as you hoped. It slowed the water down, but the water is still continuing to rise, just slower. You pry and put as much leverage as you can on your crowbar and the iron gate, but you just can't get any of the bars to budge.
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Can Khessa reach the hinges with the crowbar and try to break them?
If yes, here is another strength check: 22
She also tries to assess if, failing that, she could damage the bars in time, now that the water comes slower, should she start bashing them with her maul.
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“I too, agree that this death chamber is the best place to pore over ancient artifacts.”
Dimitri peered behind the button, tried to identify which mechanism shut down the gate and reverse it. “What do you think, pushing the button the third time will open the door, or will it release lightning eels that kill us all?”
“I too, agree that this death chamber is the best place to pore over ancient artifacts.”
Dimitri peered behind the button, tried to identify which mechanism shut down the gate and reverse it. “What do you think, pushing the button the third time will open the door, or will it release lightning eels that kill us all?”
Thieves Tools: 14
"Should I design a trap like this," Khessa replies with clenched theet while trying to force the hinges "I'd avoid to put a too easy method to reopen the door. But up to you if you think it's worth trying or not - you are the specialist of the field... my contribution, here, is limited to mere brute force"
“I too, agree that this death chamber is the best place to pore over ancient artifacts.”
Dimitri peered behind the button, tried to identify which mechanism shut down the gate and reverse it. “What do you think, pushing the button the third time will open the door, or will it release lightning eels that kill us all?”
Thieves Tools: 14
”Is your humor always so dark?” T’bitha asks Dimitri before clenching her eyes shut, already knowing the answer, “You don’t have to answer that.” She lays a gentle hand on his shoulder, “Concentrate and let Eilistraee help you.
((OOC- in the interest of time, add this Guidance roll to Dimitri)) Thieve’s Tools skill: 2
Khessa, you notice the gate seems to have been designed to keep something or someone in, therefore, the hinges are on the outside and are protected from your reach with the crowbar. You do however manage to bend a few of the iron bars while attempting, allowing more water to flow out. You've opened just a large enough hole in the gate that the water level is no longer rising, it's standing still. You're all standing about waist deep in extremely cold water.
Dimitri, following the metal rod back into the column, with the assistance of T'bitha and Eilistraee. You notice that further in, two other rods connect to it, one going down and one going up. You're not able to see what they lead to with your limited visibility, and you're not sure what would happen if you disconnected one of the two rods, but you're certain you'd be able to disconnect one if you wished.
Encouraged by her partial success, Khessa switches to using her maul: brandishing it with two hands, she begins to strike, alternately, the bars bent to the right and those bent to the left, to bend them more and more and so widen the hole more and more - and therefore, hopefully, over time, make it enough wide to let a person pass.
Between one thunderous blow and the next, the blonde arcane warrior thinks, determined: 'Since the water level is now stationary, time is no longer such an important factor... if I managed to get out of the Underdark... I will also be able to get out of here, taking my mates with me, if I have to hammer this damn door for the rest of the day!'
However, she takes care to ask the others: "Hey, news? Getting us out of here with my methods might prove slow and uncomfortable... If you find a way to speed things up, my arms will be grateful!"
”I do not have a solution other than praying to Eilistraee to grant us all mercy.” T’bitha claims watching Dimitri do his thing. She begins to shiver as the waist-high water chills her thin, lavender flesh. Her clothes cling tightly to her form as the water continues to soak her. ”I’d be grateful for a warm campfire after this ordeal.” she chatters. She pulls her hands together and close to her chest both to conserve heat and to pray silently to Eilistraee to get them out of this predicament.
”Is your humor always so dark?” T’bitha asks Dimitri before clenching her eyes shut, already knowing the answer, “You don’t have to answer that.” She lays a gentle hand on his shoulder, “Concentrate and let Eilistraee help you.
"We all cope differently, priestess." Dimitri said under his breath. He scowled at T'bitha's touch, but kept at the work at hand, peering through behind the button.
"There're two rods. I could disconnect one, but I don't know what they do." He cursed silently. The cold water was not great for his bad leg alright. "I hate placing bets when I can't rig the game."
”This is one time I would am okay with asking Eilistraee to cheat death if it would help you, Dimitri. You’re guess is as good as mine. You’ll need to trust yourself, Dimitri. I believe in you.” The drow continues to clench her eyes tight, forcing the frigid feeling of the freezing waters out of her mind to concentrate on her deity to get them out of this bind.
Taking the urn from his magical hand as he begins to shiver in the water, Hadi says, “Might our magical hands be able to work on the hinges with that crowbar from the outside?” If it seems so, he’s willing to try.
Khessa, you continue to slam against the iron gate with your maul. It's a slow and very painful process. Literally painful as the slamming sound is reverberating throughout this marble box you find yourselves in. The water is helping keep the sound down a little, however. Khessa make an attack against the gate for me.
(OOC: Mage hand wouldn't be capable of applying the pressure needed to use a crowbar on the hinges)
”You’re guess is as good as mine. You’ll need to trust yourself, Dimitri. I believe in you.”
"I wish I shared your faith." Dimitri said with a wry smile. A thousand possibilities wheeled across his mind. But there's no way to know without doing it."Okay. Ready."Get everyone out of here. He tells himself as he reached to disconnect the rod going down.
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Hadi, as you use your mage hand to pick up the urn you feel it wavering. You realize this urn is right on the 10 pound mark, but it manages to pick up the urn and bring it to you. T'bitha, you pull your urn from the pedestal and begin wading on your tippy-toes through the water, having to swim at the very end before getting to the stairs. You all now have both urns in your possession and you've retreated to the upper level of the mausoleum, because the water has completely flooded the lower level with the sarcophagus.
T’bitha gasps as she rejoins the party and hands her urn off to Tristan. ”Okay, let’s get these back to Ozemon. That’s too much excitement for me in one day.”
She grabs her gear and heads out of the mausoleum. ”I’m buying myself new clothes with that 100 gold.” she mutters.
Dimitri released a held breath as they retrieved both urns and made it to safety. "It's not our job to figure out which one. Now let's get out of here."
As his hand floats behind him with the urn Hadi says, “Quite true. Though I am curious to see what is different between them. Let us see what we can learn once we are safe.” As they head out he also presses the button that started the water again, hoping it will also stop it. Once they are in a place where they can sit for a minute he’ll take some time to again ritually cast Dispel Magic, and to then investigate 21 the urns, looking for any differences between the two.
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Khessa agrees with Hadi: "Yes, it might be good to investigate them. At least to be sure that ONE of them is the right one!"
She aids Hadi with his investigation check (granting him advantage) and if any of the urns radiates magic she tries to Identify it.
She also recovers the ornate sword just outdide the crypt, since nobody took it.
As Hadi presses the third button, which is only a rod, the iron gate at the front of the mausoleum slams shut and the water from below rises up onto the main floor. The water flows out of the iron gate, but at a slower rate than it's rising. You all seem to be locked in here with a rising water level.
(OOC: I'll keep in mind the 21 Investigation check for the future)
Khessa unjams the plate that can close the stairs and presses button 1 to shut it, hopefully preventing more water to come inside.
She asks Dimitri: "Do you think you can mess with that machinery to get the main door open again? I'll try a more direct approach in the meantime"
And with that, she goes to the main gate, crowbar in hand, and tries to bend some of the bars enough to let a person pass
Strenght check: 14
Khessa, you rip the metal out of the way and press the button to seal the stairs off. The plate slides out, sealing the stairs as you hoped. It slowed the water down, but the water is still continuing to rise, just slower. You pry and put as much leverage as you can on your crowbar and the iron gate, but you just can't get any of the bars to budge.
Can Khessa reach the hinges with the crowbar and try to break them?
If yes, here is another strength check: 22
She also tries to assess if, failing that, she could damage the bars in time, now that the water comes slower, should she start bashing them with her maul.
“I too, agree that this death chamber is the best place to pore over ancient artifacts.”
Dimitri peered behind the button, tried to identify which mechanism shut down the gate and reverse it. “What do you think, pushing the button the third time will open the door, or will it release lightning eels that kill us all?”
Thieves Tools: 24
"Should I design a trap like this," Khessa replies with clenched theet while trying to force the hinges "I'd avoid to put a too easy method to reopen the door. But up to you if you think it's worth trying or not - you are the specialist of the field... my contribution, here, is limited to mere brute force"
”Is your humor always so dark?” T’bitha asks Dimitri before clenching her eyes shut, already knowing the answer, “You don’t have to answer that.” She lays a gentle hand on his shoulder, “Concentrate and let Eilistraee help you.
((OOC- in the interest of time, add this Guidance roll to Dimitri)) Thieve’s Tools skill: 2
Khessa, you notice the gate seems to have been designed to keep something or someone in, therefore, the hinges are on the outside and are protected from your reach with the crowbar. You do however manage to bend a few of the iron bars while attempting, allowing more water to flow out. You've opened just a large enough hole in the gate that the water level is no longer rising, it's standing still. You're all standing about waist deep in extremely cold water.
Dimitri, following the metal rod back into the column, with the assistance of T'bitha and Eilistraee. You notice that further in, two other rods connect to it, one going down and one going up. You're not able to see what they lead to with your limited visibility, and you're not sure what would happen if you disconnected one of the two rods, but you're certain you'd be able to disconnect one if you wished.
Encouraged by her partial success, Khessa switches to using her maul: brandishing it with two hands, she begins to strike, alternately, the bars bent to the right and those bent to the left, to bend them more and more and so widen the hole more and more - and therefore, hopefully, over time, make it enough wide to let a person pass.
Between one thunderous blow and the next, the blonde arcane warrior thinks, determined: 'Since the water level is now stationary, time is no longer such an important factor... if I managed to get out of the Underdark... I will also be able to get out of here, taking my mates with me, if I have to hammer this damn door for the rest of the day!'
However, she takes care to ask the others: "Hey, news? Getting us out of here with my methods might prove slow and uncomfortable... If you find a way to speed things up, my arms will be grateful!"
”I do not have a solution other than praying to Eilistraee to grant us all mercy.” T’bitha claims watching Dimitri do his thing. She begins to shiver as the waist-high water chills her thin, lavender flesh. Her clothes cling tightly to her form as the water continues to soak her. ”I’d be grateful for a warm campfire after this ordeal.” she chatters. She pulls her hands together and close to her chest both to conserve heat and to pray silently to Eilistraee to get them out of this predicament.
"We all cope differently, priestess." Dimitri said under his breath. He scowled at T'bitha's touch, but kept at the work at hand, peering through behind the button.
"There're two rods. I could disconnect one, but I don't know what they do." He cursed silently. The cold water was not great for his bad leg alright. "I hate placing bets when I can't rig the game."
”This is one time I would am okay with asking Eilistraee to cheat death if it would help you, Dimitri. You’re guess is as good as mine. You’ll need to trust yourself, Dimitri. I believe in you.” The drow continues to clench her eyes tight, forcing the frigid feeling of the freezing waters out of her mind to concentrate on her deity to get them out of this bind.
Taking the urn from his magical hand as he begins to shiver in the water, Hadi says, “Might our magical hands be able to work on the hinges with that crowbar from the outside?” If it seems so, he’s willing to try.
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Khessa, you continue to slam against the iron gate with your maul. It's a slow and very painful process. Literally painful as the slamming sound is reverberating throughout this marble box you find yourselves in. The water is helping keep the sound down a little, however. Khessa make an attack against the gate for me.
(OOC: Mage hand wouldn't be capable of applying the pressure needed to use a crowbar on the hinges)
"I wish I shared your faith." Dimitri said with a wry smile. A thousand possibilities wheeled across his mind. But there's no way to know without doing it. "Okay. Ready." Get everyone out of here. He tells himself as he reached to disconnect the rod going down.