When Frangipani returns she holds out the statue and looks at the door wondering whether the shape of one of the creatures they had seen on the trek would be strong enough to break through it...she doubted it.
“Hum, another clue. Let’s stay within eye sight of each other my friends. I’m starting to feel like this could turn bad.” The half orc, clearly beginning to grow more uneasy
"The dead body was a waste of time." Bjorn's voice floats in from the entrance hallway. He yawns. "You think anything is coming *out* of that door any time soon?"
Sparhawk smiles, “Nah, but not sure going in is a good move either.” He looks at the crew, “options.. mess with the levers, find clues to the combination and this statue, or.. head on to town, with the intent to come back to this place later.” He looks at the crew for input, “thoughts?”
Sparhawk hits Eberk affectionately on the back, not realizing until the comforting hut formed how tired he was, “Ah my friend. Every decision is better with some rest.” He smiles, “let’s rest up and think about our next move crew.”
Sparhawk, again not know. For his puzzle solving skills, ponders. “Lir, your idea is interesting. Perhaps the key to the levers is indeed the jars, and their labels. I’m also wondering how the items in the jars have stayed fresh, as this place seems to have been here a long while. Let’s heal up and restore our strength crew.”
"I bet wizard magic could solve this." Bjorn ponders aloud as they settle in for a rest. "Why not give me another look at that magic book? I'm sure there's an Open Door spell, or a Read Weird Writing spell in there."
“Yeah,”Sparhawk says slowly in a doubting voice while eating some rations. “Perhaps.” I’ve got some trex teeth. “What else do we have to help us solve this?”
Bjorn rifles through the pockets again, but only finds some lint and a few maggots.
Roll a constitution sav dc12
"Eugh."
5
Bjorn notices the lovely scent of the local flowers but isn’t affected by its lure
“Bjorn, get yer kiester back down here!” Sparhawk yells up the stairs.
“Stuff to figure out here.”
When Frangipani returns she holds out the statue and looks at the door wondering whether the shape of one of the creatures they had seen on the trek would be strong enough to break through it...she doubted it.
“Hum, another clue. Let’s stay within eye sight of each other my friends. I’m starting to feel like this could turn bad.” The half orc, clearly beginning to grow more uneasy
"The dead body was a waste of time." Bjorn's voice floats in from the entrance hallway. He yawns. "You think anything is coming *out* of that door any time soon?"
Sparhawk smiles, “Nah, but not sure going in is a good move either.” He looks at the crew, “options.. mess with the levers, find clues to the combination and this statue, or.. head on to town, with the intent to come back to this place later.”
He looks at the crew for input, “thoughts?”
" Smash Door?"
"Maybe... the jars?"
Points impatiently at the levers.
"Would they fit?"
"I was moreso thinking perhaps we rest for the... Day?" Sleeping during the day and moving at night has Bjorn a little out of sorts.
Eberk takes a seat and uses a ritual casting of [Tooltip Not Found].
Leomund’s Tiny Hut
Sparhawk hits Eberk affectionately on the back, not realizing until the comforting hut formed how tired he was, “Ah my friend. Every decision is better with some rest.” He smiles, “let’s rest up and think about our next move crew.”
Eberk finishes up the ritual and climbs inside. “It’s been a long day. And hopefully taking a step back will reveal something to us.”
" First Watch!"
Perception- 9
Sparhawk, again not know. For his puzzle solving skills, ponders.
“Lir, your idea is interesting. Perhaps the key to the levers is indeed the jars, and their labels. I’m also wondering how the items in the jars have stayed fresh, as this place seems to have been here a long while. Let’s heal up and restore our strength crew.”
"I bet wizard magic could solve this." Bjorn ponders aloud as they settle in for a rest. "Why not give me another look at that magic book? I'm sure there's an Open Door spell, or a Read Weird Writing spell in there."
“Yeah,”Sparhawk says slowly in a doubting voice while eating some rations. “Perhaps.” I’ve got some trex teeth. “What else do we have to help us solve this?”
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