Vydars finger goes over the surface. As he draws it to his face, it is dirty and dusty.
(OOC: I've been using passive Investigation/ intelligence checks, lets do some active checks to determine if it's an illusion, DC 16 but roll with advantage).
'A ghost haunting a bathroom.' Iólinder mutters. 'Not the most glamorous of places, wouldn't you say? Most of the time it's old castles, tombs, and the like.'
He looked around. 'Though in fairness, it's not all bad.'
Watching Vydar do his thing made Iólinder suddenly think of an idea. Something he had read about in an old book. Or was it something one of the older acolytes had told him once to scare him? The memory itself was a bit fuzzy but what he was going to try was all the same. Iólinder walked up to the mirror Lira saw the ghost in and stood still before it. After he gave it a look-over, he yelled over his shoulder: 'Vydar, Lira, I'm going to try something.'
He leaned over and breathed heavily a couple of time onto the mirror to fog up a reasonably large surface of it. With his finger Iólinder traced a word on the mirror: "Hello." His eyebrow arched for a moment as he pondered before writing below it: "olleH" just to be sure.
If you concentrate really hard, and basically not use any of your senses, you realize this room is bare, cold, dark and smells musty. Then, when you open your eyes, the illusion is back. A beautiful immaculate dressing room. Warm, and inviting. A very powerful illusion that does not seem to be broken by your investigations or observations.
Iólinder
The mirror fogs up when Iólinder breathes his hot air on it. As he reaches to touch his finger to the mirror, it passes through the mirror, as does part of his hand. Beyond the mirror, his hand touches nothing. It feels cold and damp. A stark contrast the the warm room he stands in. Surprised and pulling his hand back out, he sees himself in the mirror as he withdraws his hand. As he does so, he sees for a brief moment, a girl walking into the darkness beyond
Everyone watching sees Iólinder put his hand to the fogged-up mirror, touch the mirror, and then withdraw it suddenly, looking surprised, as if he saw a ghost!
Lev
Lev feels very relaxed in the room. It is very calming and quiet. (con save)
"It's fake," Lira says in shock as her eyes snap open, "If you clear your mind, you can sort of...feel it. This is just an old empty room." She gives an embarrassed look, realizing how strange that must sound. Then again, it's not much crazier than anything they've already encountered. "The illusion is strong though. It comes back as soon as you look again."
Lira hears a strange sound as she looks around. It sounds like a girl humming, echoing in a hollow empty room. As you try to pay attention to it, the sound suddenly stops.
"Yep, definitely fake." Vydar replies holding up his now grimy hand. The tilts his head at Iolinder and watches him curiously. Then he frowns when the half-elf yanks his hand away. "What did it do? Bite you?" With his tone, it's hard to tell if he's trying to be funny or is just being rude. "I'm guessing you saw something similar to what Lira did?"
"So how do we get out, do we go back or is there a way forward?"
Zarbyn begins to look concerned. He stares at everything for an extra second or two, not sure what he's expecting to see or if it would change.
Twiggy also looks around at everything, "Is any of it real?"
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As you continue to look around, or try not to, movement catches your eyes from the mirror again.
You see a girl walking away down a dark passage. As you focus on it, the image returns to you looking in the mirror. (OOC: Think of those weird 3d images where you don't see anything until you stop focusing, then suddenly, an image comes into view. Then when you look again, you just see the pattern.
As you reach forward toward the mirror, your hand goes right through it as if it is not there. Then you look again and your hand is touching the mirror, which you can now feel. very strange
Lira only looks more confused by the moment, pulling her hand back. "The mirror isn't here, but at the same time it is." She sighs, closing her eyes and trying to clear her mind once more before reaching towards it again.
With her eyes closed, she reaches forward expecting to touch the mirror and touches nothing at all. When she opens her eyes to confirm, she is touching the mirror.
Everyone sees Lira examining the mirror and touching it looking puzzled.
I rolled your con save: 6 with advantage, a 9 Lev is extremely sleepy. He smells the fragrant smells of the room and they are very relaxing, calming his every sense, numbing him. He feels like lying on the comfortable pillows scattered about. He is still awake but a bit impaired.
Lev, who has been standing at the entrance to the room, lays down on a few pillows. He appears to be very tired and is having trouble keeping his eyes open.
Zarbyn
Twiggy now seems sort of drunk. She is impaired, her balance is off. Now she is -2 dex rolls. Her speech is a bit slurred. She also looks a bit sleepy.
Iólinder shook his head in an effort to comprehend what just happened. He saw Lira repeat what he did with similar results.
'I think the mirror might be some sort of portal. Or viewing glass into something else. The past? A different plane? I'm no expert.' He turned his head to address the actual expert. 'Vydar, you are a scholar of the arcane arts. What do you think?'
Zazi seems tired. He is sitting on Liras shoulder. Iólinder also notes that Lev, often quiet, alert, and on guard, is lying on some pillows near the entrance. He seems in a daze. Twiggy, still trying the hookah, is very relaxed and subdued. He notes the sweet smell of the perfumes in the room. The gentle lighting. He realizes it is a powerful illusion, but something is intoxicating in this place, like the effects of the drug....Poppy. or opium.
Vydars finger goes over the surface. As he draws it to his face, it is dirty and dusty.
(OOC: I've been using passive Investigation/ intelligence checks, lets do some active checks to determine if it's an illusion, DC 16 but roll with advantage).
'A ghost haunting a bathroom.' Iólinder mutters. 'Not the most glamorous of places, wouldn't you say? Most of the time it's old castles, tombs, and the like.'
He looked around. 'Though in fairness, it's not all bad.'
Watching Vydar do his thing made Iólinder suddenly think of an idea. Something he had read about in an old book. Or was it something one of the older acolytes had told him once to scare him? The memory itself was a bit fuzzy but what he was going to try was all the same. Iólinder walked up to the mirror Lira saw the ghost in and stood still before it. After he gave it a look-over, he yelled over his shoulder: 'Vydar, Lira, I'm going to try something.'
He leaned over and breathed heavily a couple of time onto the mirror to fog up a reasonably large surface of it. With his finger Iólinder traced a word on the mirror: "Hello."
His eyebrow arched for a moment as he pondered before writing below it: "olleH" just to be sure.
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Lira investigation: 20
Lira
If you concentrate really hard, and basically not use any of your senses, you realize this room is bare, cold, dark and smells musty. Then, when you open your eyes, the illusion is back. A beautiful immaculate dressing room. Warm, and inviting. A very powerful illusion that does not seem to be broken by your investigations or observations.
Iólinder
The mirror fogs up when Iólinder breathes his hot air on it. As he reaches to touch his finger to the mirror, it passes through the mirror, as does part of his hand. Beyond the mirror, his hand touches nothing. It feels cold and damp. A stark contrast the the warm room he stands in. Surprised and pulling his hand back out, he sees himself in the mirror as he withdraws his hand. As he does so, he sees for a brief moment, a girl walking into the darkness beyond
Everyone watching sees Iólinder put his hand to the fogged-up mirror, touch the mirror, and then withdraw it suddenly, looking surprised, as if he saw a ghost!
Lev
"It's fake," Lira says in shock as her eyes snap open, "If you clear your mind, you can sort of...feel it. This is just an old empty room." She gives an embarrassed look, realizing how strange that must sound. Then again, it's not much crazier than anything they've already encountered. "The illusion is strong though. It comes back as soon as you look again."
Lira
Lira hears a strange sound as she looks around. It sounds like a girl humming, echoing in a hollow empty room. As you try to pay attention to it, the sound suddenly stops.
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Amdaeng holds Ning close and heads to the west looking intrigued.....an illusion? Hmm.....
Investigation: 23
"Yep, definitely fake." Vydar replies holding up his now grimy hand. The tilts his head at Iolinder and watches him curiously. Then he frowns when the half-elf yanks his hand away. "What did it do? Bite you?" With his tone, it's hard to tell if he's trying to be funny or is just being rude. "I'm guessing you saw something similar to what Lira did?"
"So how do we get out, do we go back or is there a way forward?"
Zarbyn begins to look concerned. He stares at everything for an extra second or two, not sure what he's expecting to see or if it would change.
Twiggy also looks around at everything, "Is any of it real?"
Lira / Zarbyn
As you continue to look around, or try not to, movement catches your eyes from the mirror again.
You see a girl walking away down a dark passage. As you focus on it, the image returns to you looking in the mirror. (OOC: Think of those weird 3d images where you don't see anything until you stop focusing, then suddenly, an image comes into view. Then when you look again, you just see the pattern.
Lira frowns at the mirror, reaching to see if it can be removed from the wall. "The little girl...she went down a dark hallway. A secret passage?"
Investigation: 6 -.-
Lira
As you reach forward toward the mirror, your hand goes right through it as if it is not there. Then you look again and your hand is touching the mirror, which you can now feel. very strange
(OOC: We still don't have someone who has taken the gauntlets +2 strength, unless Zarbyn has claimed them.)
Lira only looks more confused by the moment, pulling her hand back. "The mirror isn't here, but at the same time it is." She sighs, closing her eyes and trying to clear her mind once more before reaching towards it again.
Lira
With her eyes closed, she reaches forward expecting to touch the mirror and touches nothing at all. When she opens her eyes to confirm, she is touching the mirror.
Everyone sees Lira examining the mirror and touching it looking puzzled.
Lev
I rolled your con save: 6 with advantage, a 9 Lev is extremely sleepy. He smells the fragrant smells of the room and they are very relaxing, calming his every sense, numbing him. He feels like lying on the comfortable pillows scattered about. He is still awake but a bit impaired.
Lev, who has been standing at the entrance to the room, lays down on a few pillows. He appears to be very tired and is having trouble keeping his eyes open.
Zarbyn
Twiggy now seems sort of drunk. She is impaired, her balance is off. Now she is -2 dex rolls. Her speech is a bit slurred. She also looks a bit sleepy.
(OOC: Everyone make a CON save except Lev and Twiggy.)
Iólinder shook his head in an effort to comprehend what just happened. He saw Lira repeat what he did with similar results.
'I think the mirror might be some sort of portal. Or viewing glass into something else. The past? A different plane? I'm no expert.' He turned his head to address the actual expert. 'Vydar, you are a scholar of the arcane arts. What do you think?'
Con save Iólinder: 18
Con save Zazi: 13
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. As Iólinder considers possibilities,
Zazi seems tired. He is sitting on Liras shoulder. Iólinder also notes that Lev, often quiet, alert, and on guard, is lying on some pillows near the entrance. He seems in a daze. Twiggy, still trying the hookah, is very relaxed and subdued. He notes the sweet smell of the perfumes in the room. The gentle lighting. He realizes it is a powerful illusion, but something is intoxicating in this place, like the effects of the drug....Poppy. or opium.
Vydar thinks for a moment trying to remember if he’s heard or read of anything like this kind of magic.
Arcana? 21
History? 11
Con save: 9