Joree snaps awake, and quickly hops up and begins to stretch and do some light exercise. She eats some rations, and then meditates to prepare protection from good and evil. She puts her armor on, and then takes out a javelin and begins to rub the tip of it against the stone to grind up some iron dust. "Good morning everyone, hope you slept well. Anyone got a silver on them?"
B will also eat some rations ‘‘No, I am afraid I don’t have any silver on me at the moment.’’ (OOC: Has the wand regained the 1d6 chargers it would gain?)
"We keep exploring and hopefully find our way home wherever that is" says Hocerys. He stands and leaves the room. Once everyone is ready he heads up the stairs.
As the party climbs the spiral stairs time seems to become blurred. How long have you been climbing 10 minutes? 2 hours? Eventually you all reach the end and it opens into a large chamber. Two statutes of figures on their knees, despair in their faces looking up, stand on both sides of the stair exit. The area is lit with blue torches. A tent is off to the left in the chamber which reminds you of a merchant stand. A very large double door at the end with large writing on it.
Let hope end and light perish. Welcome all ye damned. Fuel for the eternal.
‘‘Just when you think this place can’t get any more creepy..’’ B mumbles to himself. He turns and whispers to the group ‘‘Should we check out that tent over their?‘’
As you cross the statues your tattoo flares to life with a blue glow and you feel a tingling sensation pass over you. It fades quickly and is gone.
as you step to the tent the door opens on its own and a hooded figure sits inside. Its face a mass of swirling stars amidst void. A low thrumming voice speaks.
”By seven they come, three already undone. Fuel for the fire, to make bright the eternal pyre. How far can you travel before you unravel. Come sit inside, I invite you to abide. A trade we may make before your life it does take.
Joree snaps awake, and quickly hops up and begins to stretch and do some light exercise. She eats some rations, and then meditates to prepare protection from good and evil. She puts her armor on, and then takes out a javelin and begins to rub the tip of it against the stone to grind up some iron dust. "Good morning everyone, hope you slept well. Anyone got a silver on them?"
B will also eat some rations ‘‘No, I am afraid I don’t have any silver on me at the moment.’’ (OOC: Has the wand regained the 1d6 chargers it would gain?)
Hocerys shakes his head "No silver" he then kneels down and prays. Afterwards he dons his armor and eat a ration and some water for breakfast.
‘‘So, what is the plan for today?’’ B asks the group while sharpening two daggers against each other.
(Yup roll for the wand 1d6+1 charges)
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"We keep exploring and hopefully find our way home wherever that is" says Hocerys. He stands and leaves the room. Once everyone is ready he heads up the stairs.
B will follow behind, wand at the ready.
Joree will take up the rear in case of ambush.
As the party climbs the spiral stairs time seems to become blurred. How long have you been climbing 10 minutes? 2 hours? Eventually you all reach the end and it opens into a large chamber. Two statutes of figures on their knees, despair in their faces looking up, stand on both sides of the stair exit. The area is lit with blue torches. A tent is off to the left in the chamber which reminds you of a merchant stand. A very large double door at the end with large writing on it.
Let hope end and light perish. Welcome all ye damned. Fuel for the eternal.
‘‘Just when you think this place can’t get any more creepy..’’ B mumbles to himself. He turns and whispers to the group ‘‘Should we check out that tent over their?‘’
Hocerys "That wording is foreboding" He begins thinking, have we died is this some kind of twisted afterlife.
“I was just starting to think the same thing.”
"Well what happens when we die here? Is there double death? What if you wake up in an even scarier place when you die here?"
‘‘Well, lets just hope we never find out’’
(Feel free to talk as long as you guys want just let me know when you want to move)
Joree walks over to the tent and clears her throat gently. She will wait a bit, and if no one opens, she will open the tent herself.
B will stand behind Joree pointing the wand at the tent in case anything comes at us.
As you cross the statues your tattoo flares to life with a blue glow and you feel a tingling sensation pass over you. It fades quickly and is gone.
as you step to the tent the door opens on its own and a hooded figure sits inside. Its face a mass of swirling stars amidst void. A low thrumming voice speaks.
”By seven they come, three already undone. Fuel for the fire, to make bright the eternal pyre. How far can you travel before you unravel. Come sit inside, I invite you to abide. A trade we may make before your life it does take.
B whispers to Joree ‘‘Joree I think hes crazy, do I blow him up?’’