Zhang would cast Light on Lan if he wanted otherwise on himself as they explored. Zhang nods at Xi’s suggestion.
“It would be good to gather as much information about this place as possible Maybe we can find answers to all our questions and more. I can use my elven eyes to search for anything magical in nature.”
Zhang, using his elvish ability, casts Detect Magic before moving into the room. In addition to looking for anything that is magical he will also search the room for anything of interest.
Lan tilts his head toward the faint glow, thumb worrying a prayer-ridge on Stone-whorl. “A room that shines inside a tower larger than its skin,” he murmurs, voice low. “When stone lies about its size, better to hear its story before climbing higher.”"Cautious is not cowardly," Shí-Guāng rustles in the back of his mind. "Just lived-long." He nods once to Xi’s suggestion. “The light first.”
He eases forward with the others, offering the butt of Stone-whorl if Zhang wishes to set a Light upon it, then slips down the left passage. Staff tip tests each flagstone; his free palm rides the chill wall. The shelves and lone desk resolve in the glow, dust motes turning in slow eddies. Lan keeps to the room’s edge, counting heartbeats under his breath, eyes tracing joints, cracks, and seams—anything that tells how this place was meant to be used, and by whom—before he dares the center.
Zhang would cast Light on Lan if he wanted otherwise on himself as they explored. Zhang nods at Xi’s suggestion.
“It would be good to gather as much information about this place as possible Maybe we can find answers to all our questions and more. I can use my elven eyes to search for anything magical in nature.”
Zhang, using his elvish ability, casts Detect Magic before moving into the room. In addition to looking for anything that is magical he will also search the room for anything of interest.
Perception Roll: 18
Lan tilts his head toward the faint glow, thumb worrying a prayer-ridge on Stone-whorl. “A room that shines inside a tower larger than its skin,” he murmurs, voice low. “When stone lies about its size, better to hear its story before climbing higher.” "Cautious is not cowardly," Shí-Guāng rustles in the back of his mind. "Just lived-long." He nods once to Xi’s suggestion. “The light first.”
He eases forward with the others, offering the butt of Stone-whorl if Zhang wishes to set a Light upon it, then slips down the left passage. Staff tip tests each flagstone; his free palm rides the chill wall. The shelves and lone desk resolve in the glow, dust motes turning in slow eddies. Lan keeps to the room’s edge, counting heartbeats under his breath, eyes tracing joints, cracks, and seams—anything that tells how this place was meant to be used, and by whom—before he dares the center.
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