Dungeon of the Mad Mage (#9 PbP)

As soon as Az got on his knees to start praying, Mr. Biggs immediately set this focus on watching Evrik's investigation and continuing to gnaw on a dragon bone. He stops at the thought of turning it into a cool club or flail of some kind. Then its right back to chewing on it without much more of a care in the world. Wedge, much to his chargrin, is sent off to watch over Dantriel upon wandering off. 

OU812 is more impressed with the fact that someone, or something, has killed so many dragons.  Surely their foe here is mighty!  Indeed!  But over the years, OU812 has come to learn that the mightier a foe is, the easier it is to simply knock them over with a feathers touch, as power breeds contempt and complacency.  He finds himself lost in thought about strategies to topple the obviously mighty master of this dungeon, as he stands there in the center of the group (at the Ready to attack with his axe anything that moves...especially those dragon bones).

Dani: From the darkness appears an usual creature. It appears to be a quadrone. It's making clicking and clacking noises as it walks. It has a small bow and arrow at the ready, but it's not pointed at you. It looks at you curiously, and walks around the pillars, appearing to be guarding them in a very cute and nonthreatening way.

Danitriel blinked. "Uhhh, hello?" She asked and slowly reached out to touch the creature.

Azrael would get up and pack his stuff away, apparently taking all the teeth from three of the dragons skeletons, and placing them in his bag before heading to the next area where the statues apparently were.

Hmm it seems these chaps don't like me.... None of them except the mostly-functional robot has even bothered to inquire about my services! Hmph! The orb says, in a hurt manner, even directing it's ire at it's owner That includes you!

The small modron creature looks at you, Dani, does not answer, and keeps “protecting” the pillars, walking around them in perfect timed intervals. As you reach out to touch it, it gets a little scared, sticks it spear at you, walks faster out of your reach, and continues to march. It appears harmless.

Does it have any buttons ?

Danitriel chuckles. "It's alright, little one, I'm not going to hurt you. Who are you?"

The modron looks at you with a cautious glance occationally, but does not answer, it just keeps on marching. It probably doesnt speak Common. Grianne, as you look at it, never in your life have you seen such a creature with its button pattern so perfect.

Smash it!

Toss off, I told you I'm not listening.

What the, it's obviously an evil *****, kill it!

You just got done saying I have to be quiet and shite like that...

Lythril makes an arrogant sniff and toss of hair at the...air? and decides to let the modron thingie alone. It doesn't seem to be doing anything harmful and nobody can talk to it. 

She polishes her Warhammer while waiting on the priest to finish his business.

Here are the next areas when you're ready to move on. SO close to the exit.

(I'm gonna vote C!)

Whichever path the others choose to go down next, Wedge will bravely go the other to scout things out. Quietly. Like some sort of ninja monkey. Or something! Yes. Ninja monkey...

If Mr. Biggs notices Az's strange orb talking again he says, "Why it ain't nothing personal I'm sure, bub. Folk just relying on their own talents when they can to resolve their problems. Exception being some holy men and woman, but even then that depends on the person to some extent." 

WEDGE IN AREA A: These chambers are much older than the dwarf-hewn chambers that surround them, as evidenced by the crumbling walls, the slanted floors, and the thin streams of dust pouring down through cracks in the sagging ceiling. There are a dozen elven sarcophagi arranged about this dusty room that have been reduced to rubble. Time and neglect have all but destroyed wall carvings that depict elves mounted on elk, parading through a forest as the seasons change around them.

WEDGE IN AREA C: In the middle of the dusty tomb rests a 7,500-pound alabaster sarcophagus atop a 1-foot-high block of granite. The lid of the sarcophagus is carved in the likeness of a regal elf of indeterminate age and gender, with a yawning cat stretching on the elf’s chest. The cat is part of the lid’s carving, not a separate sculpture.

OU812 follows Wedge into Area C, and inspects the sarcophagus (Perception: 19).  Treasure?  Greataxe +20?

"7500 lbs of alabaster sounds like a chuck of loot. Yo, Mr Roboto, go haul that outta here and bring back beer! " Lythril laughs.        She wants to check that out.

OU812: You can find nothing but a very heavy sarcophagus. 

Grianne marvels at the perfection of the patrolling creature.

OU812 will attempt to lift the cover off the sarcophagus...

Athletics check: 18

Wedge hastily flutters to a perch closer to the ceiling as soon as OU812 even starts trying to open up sarcophagus. The whole while he watches he is shaking his head at the crazy robot desecrating the resting of the dead. Not that his summoner was any better, come to think of it...

As you struggle with the sarcophagus, it does not budge open. You quickly realize that it's actually one piece, as if the appearance of a "lid" was a deception.