Y'lovisa points to her ears indicating that she can't hear since the area of silence is still up. She begins to search the body for anything useful.

Investigation 10

     Having gone through the pockets of the guard, she drops the silence spell and begins casting mending on its armor and clothes to try to hide the damage caused by Aradurk. "You made quick work here, but sure did make a mess... Let's hope this works." Once the clothing is looking the best she can manage with her spell, the cleric let's out a long breath and takes another minute to animate the corpse. 

Aradurk looks back at Y'lovisa. "Thanks - I will try to make less of a mess next time.", he grins sheepishly. Aradurk looks around the scene to make we clean up any indication of the recent scuffle.

For Y'lovisa:

Before cleaning up, Y'lovisa finds 20 gold pieces and a small piece of parchment with a NAGPU seal at the bottom that says:

NAGPU Identification

Temporary Employee

There is also an iron key that is picked up by a floating, spectral hand, which carries the key over to the waiting Fumbles, who winks and moves to the tower door.

Aradurk reappears while kicking dirt over the ground to cover the pool of blood.

The orc corpse slowly rises to its feet, standing with its arms limply to the side.

Karst gives Aradurk and Y'lovisa a thumbs up and then moves to join Fumbles at the tower door, waiting in the silence for the gnome to open the door..

        Y'lovisa stuffs the gold and parchment in her pocket. As the dead orc rises, the cleric steps back a few steps. "Hmph... All right, then," she tries to put on an air of confidence for her undead thrall. "You will look as if you are guarding the door... Do you remember how to do that?"

OOC: 20 gold pieces and the NAGPU Identification Card have been added to Y'lovisa's inventory.

The orc silently moves to its original location, standing idly by the tower's door. Though the odd inset door has no key hole, Fumbles' mage hand returns the iron key to his grasp, and he promptly touches it against the door, which becomes translucent. Fumbles walks through into the tower while motioning for the party to follow.

     "I suppose we should get going," Y'lovisa follows behind the gnome. Before stepping inside she pulls out the Potion of Heroism, downs it and put the empty vial back in her satchel.

"Good idea", Aradurk says, seeing Y'lovisa down her potion. 

Aradurk pull out his Potion of Heroism as well and downs it. "May we live well enough to laugh about this later"

"Nbody should drink alone" says the aasmiar with a smile and drinks his own potion of heroism too. "Shall we?"

OOC: Inventories have been updated:

Y'lovisa - Potion of Heroism removed
Aradurk - Potion of Heroism removed
Karst - Potion of Heroism removed

Each character has received 300 XP for getting past the orc forces patrolling the perimeter without fighting, and an additional 300 XP for taking out the orc guard at the front door and replacing them.

Once the party enters through the new opening, Fumbles "locks" the door behind him, causing the strange entryway to become an opaque inset door once more.

"I'll hold on to the key for now. Don't touch anything - at least not without asking first," Fumbles says.

The entryway opens into a large room with a very clean welcome mat in the center. At the far end of the room is an orc, asleep and snoring on top of a wooden chest. A set of dice lies next to him, and a red-tinted stone is on the ground next to him.

A set of double doors stands 50 feet ahead, next to the sleeping guard, and there is a single door to both your left and right as you enter.

“Fumbles”, Aradurk whispers, drawing the other team members over.

“This smells like a trap of ever I’ve seen one. Welcome mat in the middle makes me think we might have a hard time with this floor.”

”Ideally, two stealthy types get across and manacle, take the whistle, and gag the guard but something reeks. Thoughts?”

Fumbles shrugs, only offering, "You're the experts here, I just need you to get me to the vault."

OOC: Ready to advance once an action is posted.

     Y'lovisa scoffs quietly at the claim of being an 'expert'. She then checks to see if the two doors near the entry are locked.

(These look like they could be closets right? If unlocked she will start with opening the one on the right.) 

"can you see magic priestess? I mean can a spell grant you the power, I suspect not all will be as it seems and a warning could save lives." Karst whispers to Y'lovisa "Of course Fumbles if you have the magic feel free to let us know just before we ruin all our preparations by stepping on the wrong tile." He adds. 

Y'lovisa notices as she approaches the door on the right that the door apparently doesn't swing open, as there are no hinges or even a handle. Seeing her intent, Fumbles palms the iron key to the door, and it slides open.

"Wizards," Fumbles shrugs.

A long narrow hallway runs for 60 feet to the left. There are three similar doors along the right wall of the hallway, and another door at the far end.

(Okay, so the doors weren't at the immediate right and left when we entered, i.e. possible closets? But more like at 3 and 9 on the clock, with us at 6 and the asleep guard at 12?)

OOC: The doors are each about 10 feet from the entrance directly to the right and left. The double doors (and the orc guard) are 30-40 feet straight ahead from the entrance.

Aradurk smiles faintly. “Friends - I will take manacles and quietly work my way across the (OOC: likely trapped) room and ensnare our sleeping guard. Y’lovis and Karst - would you mind getting into position on the doors in case we have company?  Let me know if you have different ideas or when you are ready for me to move.”

     Y'lovisa gives Karst a nod and grabs Aradurk by the arm to delay his attack. The cleric then casts Detect Magic to see if there may be any arcane traps.

     "Make sure you kick that communication device away so it can't call for help."

"We will be ready if you need us" the tall paladin whispers to the half orc, as he scans the room carefully looking for any signs of danger.