Tarysaa tries to ignore the residual pain of scorches snd burns, focusing only on the Weave permeating the place.... The ritual goes on... She becomes one with the Weave...
...And she gasps!
This place is literally full of magic! Impossibile to discern single emanations, there is magic everywhere around. Not only in the room, in the big hallway too...
So, since the first "if' is not met, I assume Tarysaa refrains from entering, right? Or inside she goes all the same?
Correct. Tarysaa was afraid this might be the case - that this whole place IS magic and so soaked in it that nothing leaps out from the 'fog'.
She will let Ardana know the situation and warn her that there is no way to discern individual 'blobs' of magic energy.
Tarysaa will stay at the doors ... especially since the 'detect' lasts 10 minutes and she would be wandering in glowing fog for that time. AND warn any who come to follow that she has no way (now) of detecting magic - good or bad - that might be in the large room
-- IF Ardana is still going to move forward, Tarysaa will prepare her shortbow... since that has been more reliable than her own magics in this place.
Hahahaha! A trashed room and dead bodies buried beneath it! I’m surprised there aren’t rats feeding on the corpses. Or maybe the corpses fed on the rats! Hahahaha!
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Never underestimate the power of a finely crafted barrel, my friend! It is both a vessel of strength and a symbol of resilience.
Well... Tarysaa is free not to enter, but as far as Detect Magic is concerned, she can end the spell whenever she wishes... if she ceases to concentrate on the spell, the spell ends (no action required).
Nim backs up against the wall in this large new chamber, frightened about what lies beneath the gloom and after seeing the wall of flames that practically cooked his friend alive he is even less eager to head in. He shuffles across the wall slowly until it comes away and he realises there’s an alcove (the one on the left) in the room. “Hey! Clas my boy look the room dips away over here. Check it out!”
Hahahaha! Nim! Whose flag did you take? Hahahaha! Clas looks around at his companions to see which is suddenly acting without a flag. Clas shakes his head. Hahahaha! Nim.
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Never underestimate the power of a finely crafted barrel, my friend! It is both a vessel of strength and a symbol of resilience.
"Nim, be extra nimble in your steps! This entire area is awash in the weave of magic. No way to tell what is old residue and what might be active trigger spells," warned Tarysaa as she stops concentrating on detecting and focused more on movement and possible targets as she scans the room slowly with short bow nocked.
Ardana will still Divine Sense at the entrance, and slowly walk towards the middle in order to scan the whole room - this detects on a different wavelength to Detect Magic, including detecting any undead. Of course stopping if she sees any of that sort.
Hahahaha! Don’t move until I get there, Nim! Hahahaha! Clas puts Ilwythe’s hand in Daisy’s, then puts his own back against the wall to guide him as he sidesteps his way to Nim. Hahahaha! It’s like walking on the edge of a cliff, blind. Hahahaha!
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Never underestimate the power of a finely crafted barrel, my friend! It is both a vessel of strength and a symbol of resilience.
(OOC: This is going to be a laborious post for me...)
The colossal room, despite the devastation that reigns, seems to attract our heroes, although they are not exactly in top form.
The first to venture beyond the threshold is Nim, who arrives on the threshold of a large secondary room, connected to the previous one without any door and with an equally high ceiling (20'). Glowing runes shine along the perimeter and contains a she-wolf (Sw) of large size, about 5 feet tall at the shoulder, probably weighing around 400 pounds. Her head has a human-like face and glowing red eyes and the beast gives off a smoky odor. She howls when she sees the halfling, and her glowing red eyes look into those of the visitor with an interest that suggests an intelligence far superior to that of an ordinary animal.
From outside the room, Barakor, perhaps moved by instinct, cannot help but respond to the howl.
Meanwhile, Ardana enters as well. Her flag sheds light on another large secondary room, also connected to the main one without any door and with an equally high ceiling (20 '). Also in this secondary room glowing runes shine along the perimeter, but the creature contained is a humanoid with pointed ears, scaly skin, a long tail, and claws that suggest a fiendish nature; a bluish snakelike growths (Sg) adorn his chin, moving unnervingly as if of its own accord.
As soon as she sees the creature, the paladin has the impression of sense like a noxious smell - it is her Divine Sense! It is confirming what the appearance already made her suspect: that creature is a fiend!
The fiend stares at the visitor and, even if he does not move his lips, she hears his voice in her mind:
"I am delighted by the visit of a hopefully civilized person, in the end. I intend to negotiate my release. Ask and I will help you in any way I can. You will see, we will find an agreement!"(OOC: Ardana know that she can reply in the same way - just by thinking)
Finally, Clas reaches Nim. The big she-wolf looks at him too, with interest and expectation. She seems to expect you to do... something at any moment.
You both, Nim and Clas, notice that...
...inserted into the wall, just before the entrance, at a height of about 5' above the ground, is a small silver stand (vaguely resembling the arm of a candelabrum), which supports a sort of tiny saucer (also made of silver) with a human-fist-sized glass or crystal bead with a clear liquid inside it.
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For a moment, Clas is struck silent, his usual humor momentarily eluding him. He clears his throat, taking a step closer to the enigmatic creature. "Well, now," he says, his voice cautious yet tinged with his characteristic enthusiasm, "you're quite the unusual guest, aren't you?" He meets the intelligent gaze of the she-wolf, trying to discern any hint of her intentions. Insight 12 "Daisy! Hahahaha! You speak wolf, right?! Hahahaha!"
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Never underestimate the power of a finely crafted barrel, my friend! It is both a vessel of strength and a symbol of resilience.
Clas arrives at the edge of the circle of runes... and the big she-wolf goes there too, and tries to smell him - but she never leaves the circle... and continues to look at him intently, as if expecting something . Clas isn't sure he understands exactly what the creature expects... Oh, right! If she's been there a long time, she'd probably like some ale...
Clas stands before the she-wolf, speaking to her with a mixture of curiosity and empathy. "I suppose you might be thirsty. I don't have any ale on me. I've been looking everywhere for some. If you've been down here as long as I think you have, those sigils might not only be trapping you but also keeping you alive. I'm guessing this liquid, over here has something to do with all of this," he muses, gesturing toward the mysterious liquid nearby.
He then turns his attention to Daisy, who seems lost in thought. "What to do? What to do? Can you understand me?" Clas wonders aloud, his voice directed at the she-wolf. He nudges Nim playfully. "Say something, Nim. The lady hasn't had company for... Well, awhile. Hahahaha!" Clas beams at the she-wolf, making an effort to bridge the gap between the party and their unexpected predicament. Then there's a glint of adventure in Clas' eyes. "I suppose the sensible thing would be to leave you here and continue looking for what we came for. Hahahaha! But where's the adventure in that?! Hahahaha!" Clas, with Nim in hand, goes and retrieves the liquid.
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Never underestimate the power of a finely crafted barrel, my friend! It is both a vessel of strength and a symbol of resilience.
Tarysaa hears Clas chattering away at something or someone off to the side of the chamber. Looking back, she sees Daisy, Barakor and Ilwythe without flag. Stowing her short bow, she turns and moves steps back out of the open doors (south) and offers her hand to Daisy and asks Ilwythe to hold Daisy's hand so they can follow into the chamber to see what Clas and Nim are up to.
OOC: Well, Clas could easily take the glass or crystall bead containing the liquid - but the bead has no openings (it is therefore not clear how it was possible to put the liquid inside - but that is another question). So what would Clas like to do, exactly? Break the bead? (Very easy thing, apparently - it must be very fragile)... Pick it up and examine it? Throw it at Ardana shouting: "Catch it if you can"? Or something else?
Meanwhile, the mysterious canine seems to be wagging her tail excitedly, while the warrior speaks to her...
Clas, always one to take action, decides to examine the curious glass or crystal bead containing the mysterious liquid. He gingerly picks it up, handling it with care as he inspects it closely. The bead seems fragile, and he contemplates how to interact with it without causing any unintended consequences.
With a thoughtful expression, he murmurs, "Breaking it might be a tad reckless," before gently turning it over in his hand, examining it from different angles. As he observes the bead, he can't help but think that it resembles a ball, and the she-wolf's excited tail-wagging only reinforces this idea. Clas, however, refrains from making any assumptions about the she-wolf's intelligence; after all, she's clearly more than meets the eye.
With a playful grin, he glances at the she-wolf and suggests, "Well, my furry friend, this might look like a ball. Want to play fetch?" He doesn't toss it just yet, but he's open to the possibility that this bead could serve as an unexpected form of entertainment in this mysterious place.
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Never underestimate the power of a finely crafted barrel, my friend! It is both a vessel of strength and a symbol of resilience.
As soon as Clas picks up the bead, the glowing runes disappear.
Immediately the big she-wolf launches herself out of the alcove, on the warrior, whimpering and licking his face, narrowly avoiding overwhelming Nim - just because he is so small and she is so big.
But at the same time, it appears high up, very high up, practically almost against the ceiling, a creature whose body looks like a 3'-4 'sphere, completely covered in greenish scales, some more glossy than others, due to a slimy ichor. A large mouth opens on the surface of the sphere, with a long, thick tongue hanging out. Above the mouth opens a large eye. From the rest of the surface of the sphere, four tentacles depart, each of which ends with an eye smaller than that of the body.
The absurd creature (Xx) promptly pounces on the warrior, shouting (maybe to itself?): "You are ultimately responsible, Xomox! You are the king of guardians, Xomox! You must destroy the intruders who free the prisoners and prevent the successful prison break! Go for the kill Xomox! Go for the kill Xomox! Keep your eyes on theeeeeem!"
And Ardana again hears the telepathic voice of the fiend in her mind, urging her:
"The guardian will kill you all! Free me, quickly! Free me and I will save you!"
...Finally, as you might imagine... please, roll all for initiative!
Tarysaa tries to ignore the residual pain of scorches snd burns, focusing only on the Weave permeating the place.... The ritual goes on... She becomes one with the Weave...
...And she gasps!
This place is literally full of magic! Impossibile to discern single emanations, there is magic everywhere around. Not only in the room, in the big hallway too...
So, since the first "if' is not met, I assume Tarysaa refrains from entering, right? Or inside she goes all the same?
Correct. Tarysaa was afraid this might be the case - that this whole place IS magic and so soaked in it that nothing leaps out from the 'fog'.
She will let Ardana know the situation and warn her that there is no way to discern individual 'blobs' of magic energy.
Tarysaa will stay at the doors ... especially since the 'detect' lasts 10 minutes and she would be wandering in glowing fog for that time. AND warn any who come to follow that she has no way (now) of detecting magic - good or bad - that might be in the large room
-- IF Ardana is still going to move forward, Tarysaa will prepare her shortbow... since that has been more reliable than her own magics in this place.
Hahahaha! A trashed room and dead bodies buried beneath it! I’m surprised there aren’t rats feeding on the corpses. Or maybe the corpses fed on the rats! Hahahaha!
Never underestimate the power of a finely crafted barrel, my friend! It is both a vessel of strength and a symbol of resilience.
Well... Tarysaa is free not to enter, but as far as Detect Magic is concerned, she can end the spell whenever she wishes... if she ceases to concentrate on the spell, the spell ends (no action required).
Nim backs up against the wall in this large new chamber, frightened about what lies beneath the gloom and after seeing the wall of flames that practically cooked his friend alive he is even less eager to head in. He shuffles across the wall slowly until it comes away and he realises there’s an alcove (the one on the left) in the room.
“Hey! Clas my boy look the room dips away over here. Check it out!”
Hahahaha! Nim! Whose flag did you take? Hahahaha! Clas looks around at his companions to see which is suddenly acting without a flag. Clas shakes his head. Hahahaha! Nim.
Never underestimate the power of a finely crafted barrel, my friend! It is both a vessel of strength and a symbol of resilience.
Nim blushes, shrugs his shoulders and gestures towards the now flagless Daisy.
"Nim, be extra nimble in your steps! This entire area is awash in the weave of magic. No way to tell what is old residue and what might be active trigger spells," warned Tarysaa as she stops concentrating on detecting and focused more on movement and possible targets as she scans the room slowly with short bow nocked.
Ardana will still Divine Sense at the entrance, and slowly walk towards the middle in order to scan the whole room - this detects on a different wavelength to Detect Magic, including detecting any undead. Of course stopping if she sees any of that sort.
Hahahaha! Don’t move until I get there, Nim! Hahahaha! Clas puts Ilwythe’s hand in Daisy’s, then puts his own back against the wall to guide him as he sidesteps his way to Nim. Hahahaha! It’s like walking on the edge of a cliff, blind. Hahahaha!
Never underestimate the power of a finely crafted barrel, my friend! It is both a vessel of strength and a symbol of resilience.
(OOC: This is going to be a laborious post for me...)
The colossal room, despite the devastation that reigns, seems to attract our heroes, although they are not exactly in top form.
The first to venture beyond the threshold is Nim, who arrives on the threshold of a large secondary room, connected to the previous one without any door and with an equally high ceiling (20'). Glowing runes shine along the perimeter and contains a she-wolf (Sw) of large size, about 5 feet tall at the shoulder, probably weighing around 400 pounds. Her head has a human-like face and glowing red eyes and the beast gives off a smoky odor. She howls when she sees the halfling, and her glowing red eyes look into those of the visitor with an interest that suggests an intelligence far superior to that of an ordinary animal.
From outside the room, Barakor, perhaps moved by instinct, cannot help but respond to the howl.
Meanwhile, Ardana enters as well. Her flag sheds light on another large secondary room, also connected to the main one without any door and with an equally high ceiling (20 '). Also in this secondary room glowing runes shine along the perimeter, but the creature contained is a humanoid with pointed ears, scaly skin, a long tail, and claws that suggest a fiendish nature; a bluish snakelike growths (Sg) adorn his chin, moving unnervingly as if of its own accord.
As soon as she sees the creature, the paladin has the impression of sense like a noxious smell - it is her Divine Sense! It is confirming what the appearance already made her suspect: that creature is a fiend!
The fiend stares at the visitor and, even if he does not move his lips, she hears his voice in her mind:
"I am delighted by the visit of a hopefully civilized person, in the end. I intend to negotiate my release. Ask and I will help you in any way I can. You will see, we will find an agreement!" (OOC: Ardana know that she can reply in the same way - just by thinking)
Finally, Clas reaches Nim. The big she-wolf looks at him too, with interest and expectation. She seems to expect you to do... something at any moment.
You both, Nim and Clas, notice that...
...inserted into the wall, just before the entrance, at a height of about 5' above the ground, is a small silver stand (vaguely resembling the arm of a candelabrum), which supports a sort of tiny saucer (also made of silver) with a human-fist-sized glass or crystal bead with a clear liquid inside it.
For a moment, Clas is struck silent, his usual humor momentarily eluding him. He clears his throat, taking a step closer to the enigmatic creature. "Well, now," he says, his voice cautious yet tinged with his characteristic enthusiasm, "you're quite the unusual guest, aren't you?" He meets the intelligent gaze of the she-wolf, trying to discern any hint of her intentions. Insight 12 "Daisy! Hahahaha! You speak wolf, right?! Hahahaha!"
Never underestimate the power of a finely crafted barrel, my friend! It is both a vessel of strength and a symbol of resilience.
Clas arrives at the edge of the circle of runes... and the big she-wolf goes there too, and tries to smell him - but she never leaves the circle... and continues to look at him intently, as if expecting something . Clas isn't sure he understands exactly what the creature expects... Oh, right! If she's been there a long time, she'd probably like some ale...
Clas stands before the she-wolf, speaking to her with a mixture of curiosity and empathy. "I suppose you might be thirsty. I don't have any ale on me. I've been looking everywhere for some. If you've been down here as long as I think you have, those sigils might not only be trapping you but also keeping you alive. I'm guessing this liquid, over here has something to do with all of this," he muses, gesturing toward the mysterious liquid nearby.
He then turns his attention to Daisy, who seems lost in thought. "What to do? What to do? Can you understand me?" Clas wonders aloud, his voice directed at the she-wolf. He nudges Nim playfully. "Say something, Nim. The lady hasn't had company for... Well, awhile. Hahahaha!" Clas beams at the she-wolf, making an effort to bridge the gap between the party and their unexpected predicament. Then there's a glint of adventure in Clas' eyes. "I suppose the sensible thing would be to leave you here and continue looking for what we came for. Hahahaha! But where's the adventure in that?! Hahahaha!" Clas, with Nim in hand, goes and retrieves the liquid.
Never underestimate the power of a finely crafted barrel, my friend! It is both a vessel of strength and a symbol of resilience.
Tarysaa hears Clas chattering away at something or someone off to the side of the chamber. Looking back, she sees Daisy, Barakor and Ilwythe without flag. Stowing her short bow, she turns and moves steps back out of the open doors (south) and offers her hand to Daisy and asks Ilwythe to hold Daisy's hand so they can follow into the chamber to see what Clas and Nim are up to.
OOC: Well, Clas could easily take the glass or crystall bead containing the liquid - but the bead has no openings (it is therefore not clear how it was possible to put the liquid inside - but that is another question). So what would Clas like to do, exactly? Break the bead? (Very easy thing, apparently - it must be very fragile)... Pick it up and examine it? Throw it at Ardana shouting: "Catch it if you can"? Or something else?
Meanwhile, the mysterious canine seems to be wagging her tail excitedly, while the warrior speaks to her...
Clas, always one to take action, decides to examine the curious glass or crystal bead containing the mysterious liquid. He gingerly picks it up, handling it with care as he inspects it closely. The bead seems fragile, and he contemplates how to interact with it without causing any unintended consequences.
With a thoughtful expression, he murmurs, "Breaking it might be a tad reckless," before gently turning it over in his hand, examining it from different angles. As he observes the bead, he can't help but think that it resembles a ball, and the she-wolf's excited tail-wagging only reinforces this idea. Clas, however, refrains from making any assumptions about the she-wolf's intelligence; after all, she's clearly more than meets the eye.
With a playful grin, he glances at the she-wolf and suggests, "Well, my furry friend, this might look like a ball. Want to play fetch?" He doesn't toss it just yet, but he's open to the possibility that this bead could serve as an unexpected form of entertainment in this mysterious place.
Never underestimate the power of a finely crafted barrel, my friend! It is both a vessel of strength and a symbol of resilience.
As soon as Clas picks up the bead, the glowing runes disappear.
Immediately the big she-wolf launches herself out of the alcove, on the warrior, whimpering and licking his face, narrowly avoiding overwhelming Nim - just because he is so small and she is so big.
But at the same time, it appears high up, very high up, practically almost against the ceiling, a creature whose body looks like a 3'-4 'sphere, completely covered in greenish scales, some more glossy than others, due to a slimy ichor. A large mouth opens on the surface of the sphere, with a long, thick tongue hanging out. Above the mouth opens a large eye. From the rest of the surface of the sphere, four tentacles depart, each of which ends with an eye smaller than that of the body.
The absurd creature (Xx) promptly pounces on the warrior, shouting (maybe to itself?): "You are ultimately responsible, Xomox! You are the king of guardians, Xomox! You must destroy the intruders who free the prisoners and prevent the successful prison break! Go for the kill Xomox! Go for the kill Xomox! Keep your eyes on theeeeeem!"
And Ardana again hears the telepathic voice of the fiend in her mind, urging her:
"The guardian will kill you all! Free me, quickly! Free me and I will save you!"
...Finally, as you might imagine... please, roll all for initiative!
[ Initiative = 13 ]
(( Did Tarysaa even get to Daisy and Ilwythe? ))
(Oh, sorry, forgot to tell you - she did not need to, for Ilwythe had a flag, so Daisy was sharing with him, she was not flagless)