Will fill them in on the story, focusing on his ability to cast lightning punch. "I don't know what could go in that slot though, maybe one of those silver coins?"
None of the coins appear magical. The only things glowing would be the magic items you've already found, and the now mist-less archway probably still has a faint glow.
Galdr has the mage hand scoop coins into his pack, and then turns toward Dorsar. He extends a coin, saying, “Why not try your hypothesis? Also, I’d inspect the other pews.”
Wreckzors sees the haul of coins that Galdr has found and walks over to another pew to see whats in that one. He throws open the seat lid and immediately a thick green fog seems to pour out of the bottom of the pew and begins filling the room.
Seeing the smoke he's going to run out, after all the worlds smartest Tortle is running, he'd be a fool not to. When the smoke disapates he's going to go back in and see if a coin fits int he slot, if not he'll go open 3
You all make your way back in to the tunnel that you came in to get here and close the trap door behind you as the gas continues to fill the room. After a short amount of time you crack the door to see if the gas has dissipated, but because it is a sealed room, there is nowhere for the gas to go, and it remains thick in the air.
The gnome gives the tortless an annoyed look, chiding, “Did you check for traps before yanking the pew open?”
He wrinkles his brow and then adds, “I might be able to burn the gas off, but I will need someone to open and close the door quickly after I fire. Unless someone saw a different way forward?”
OOC: I am assuming Crom silently followed our retreat.
**you would be able to spot the lie on Wrexkzors face easily if you had any experience talking to a female tortle before. But since you don't you are unable to tell she is full of it**
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Galdr steps backward thirty paces and manifests a spectral hand to open the lid.
OOC: Mage hand to open the pew. If nothing occurs, he will step closer to inspect.
Investigation: 11
Nothing happens when you open it, so you cautiously atep forward and see that the pew is completely filled with silver pieces.
Galdr ritually casts detect magic to see if any arcane aura emanates from the surprise trove.
Dorsar
Will fill them in on the story, focusing on his ability to cast lightning punch. "I don't know what could go in that slot though, maybe one of those silver coins?"
None of the coins appear magical. The only things glowing would be the magic items you've already found, and the now mist-less archway probably still has a faint glow.
Galdr has the mage hand scoop coins into his pack, and then turns toward Dorsar. He extends a coin, saying, “Why not try your hypothesis? Also, I’d inspect the other pews.”
Wreckzors will walk around and attempt to open some of the other pews to see if anything is inside.
there are 8 pews.
---1--- ---2---
---3--- ---4---
---5--- ---6---
---7--- ---8---
if Galdrr opened #1 first , which ones are you guys opening next?
7
Wreckzors sees the haul of coins that Galdr has found and walks over to another pew to see whats in that one. He throws open the seat lid and immediately a thick green fog seems to pour out of the bottom of the pew and begins filling the room.
"Whelp! I guess they don't all have coins in them!!!" Wreckzorina will run out of the room.
Flynt is going to follow Wreckzorina out of the room. He is going to wait until the fog dissipates to return.
I have an intelligence of six, I know what I'm doing.
DOrsar
Seeing the smoke he's going to run out, after all the worlds smartest Tortle is running, he'd be a fool not to. When the smoke disapates he's going to go back in and see if a coin fits int he slot, if not he'll go open 3
Galdr circles the ensuing cloud, bypassing its green tendrils, and heads toward the passage the others use to escape.
OOC: Arcana on the cloud: 11
You all make your way back in to the tunnel that you came in to get here and close the trap door behind you as the gas continues to fill the room. After a short amount of time you crack the door to see if the gas has dissipated, but because it is a sealed room, there is nowhere for the gas to go, and it remains thick in the air.
Galdr- the gas doesn't seem magical in nature.
The gnome gives the tortless an annoyed look, chiding, “Did you check for traps before yanking the pew open?”
He wrinkles his brow and then adds, “I might be able to burn the gas off, but I will need someone to open and close the door quickly after I fire. Unless someone saw a different way forward?”
OOC: I am assuming Crom silently followed our retreat.
"Yeah... I definitally checked. Did you check yours before you opened it"
Deception 6
The gnome studies the tortle’s features for the truth of the matter before saying dismissively, “Of course. It’s my profession to investigate.”
“Why don’t you man...I mean, woman the door? I will attempt to clear the air.”
OOC: Insight 9
(I am a master of lies)
**you would be able to spot the lie on Wrexkzors face easily if you had any experience talking to a female tortle before. But since you don't you are unable to tell she is full of it**