Nat dismounts and ties up his horse as instructed, observing as water fills the trough. Interesting to find a trough here. How far are we from the tomb, do you think? Perhaps there was a temple attached at one point, one that received visitors on horseback. He finishes and pats the horse in a friendly way. Good girl, Aster. Stay here, and, um, don't get stolen or eaten. I'm in no mood to walk home.
Retiog dismounts from his horse and ties it up near the others. He gives his mount a scritch on side of its face and a firm pat on its shoulder. Walking up to next to Gimble, "You have some tricks up your sleeve. Where do your powers come from?" The half-orc reaches into the trough and splashes some water on his face.
Alici dismounts and ties her horse as well, petting the beast's mane and whispering to it.
She lets her hair down all the way and reties it in a bun, then dons her helm once more. She checks her armor, pulls her shield and pack off of her mount and straps everything in tightly. She nods to Gimble and Duc once ready, but doesn't say anything, not wanting to interrupt ongoing conversation.
"That," Gimble says pointing at the water, "my people are druids," he then explains, "and that's not even half of what I know," he adds grinning continuing to the door.
Its organic the stone seemingly manipulated into a door. The door has been broken down on one side with some sort of incendiary device which makes Gimble grimace.
"They open just fine you idiots," the half-elf says aloud to the air around him putting his hands in the other door and easily pushing it in. "The traps I'm told are all triggered until our descend," he then explains moving ahead into the gapping maw of the mountain ahead, the stone door resembling snarling teeth having been broken in.
OOC: Marching order and checks if you'd like.
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If it's single file with Gimble in first place, Nat will take the fourth spot out of five. Assuming it's dark within the tomb, he will offer to cast light on any object the others suggest.
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Retiog catches Gimble's reaction to the broken door. "Looks like we're not the first ones here, huh?" He draws his scimitar and an axe then proceeds in through the door. "I can go ahead if you'd like... Just tell me where we need to turn." Once they are few paces in he stops for a moment to adjust to the light, or lack thereof, and then checks there surroundings for any signs of lurking dangers.
"It's been looted before," Gimble replies. "It's a holy place and this...this is unnecessary. It carries a curse," he explains before signing. "The place we're going is straight down the cooridor and to the first left," Gimble replies with a grin gesturing for the barabain to take the lead. "We're looking for the scribes quarters," he explains furthur.
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Duc looks about the group "Nat, I'll stick by you and your light if you don't.mind." she says with a small smile, matching action to speech as they move.
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"Anyone purposefully desecrating a sacred place," Gimble adds as the party enters the temple.
As they enter with Nat's light aloft it lights brightly around the group 30ft and 30ft in dim. Immediately near the door there's several bodies along the cooridor ahead riddled in arrows!
"See," Gimble replies. "Retribution is swift," he adds grinning.
The cooridor is large 40ft across but 80ft long into the mountain. It's ornately carved natural scenes ranging from plant growth, animals with their natural prey and predators, then moon phases easily seen with Nat's light.
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Alici eyes the corpses. "Are you certain that we should not be on the look out for more traps? Admittedly I'm not skilled at it, but I'd prefer to be cautious than... well... dead as I was so recently."
She stoops low and moves her head to either side of Retiog, keeping an eye out for pressure plates, trip wires, and the like, hopefully without slowing the pace of the party too much.
[ooc: Alici will do her best to help anyone trying to locate traps.]
"I have it on the highest authority it's smooth sailing until we reach the pit. Then we descend and that's when we start looking," Gimble explains and seems pretty confident.
Marching order: Retiog, Alici, Gimble, Nat, and Duc?
"That is no reason not to take care, Retiog, watch yourself." Duc calls over to the barbarian in response to Gimble's lack of concern, she herself keeps an eye on their backtrail as they move along.
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Retiog gives the airy woman a nod as he moves forward. He quietly moves toward the scribe's room, keeping an eye and ear out for any signs of potential danger.
Perception: 6
Stealth: 16
(Can we tell how long these people have been dead?
Nat dismounts and ties up his horse as instructed, observing as water fills the trough. Interesting to find a trough here. How far are we from the tomb, do you think? Perhaps there was a temple attached at one point, one that received visitors on horseback. He finishes and pats the horse in a friendly way. Good girl, Aster. Stay here, and, um, don't get stolen or eaten. I'm in no mood to walk home.
"The map said 70ft from the center," Gimble replies. "It's another business getting there," he adds with a groan.
Gimble the moves towards two pillars carved in the side of the mountain which seems to be weirdly organic.
Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.
Retiog dismounts from his horse and ties it up near the others. He gives his mount a scritch on side of its face and a firm pat on its shoulder. Walking up to next to Gimble, "You have some tricks up your sleeve. Where do your powers come from?" The half-orc reaches into the trough and splashes some water on his face.
Alici dismounts and ties her horse as well, petting the beast's mane and whispering to it.
She lets her hair down all the way and reties it in a bun, then dons her helm once more. She checks her armor, pulls her shield and pack off of her mount and straps everything in tightly. She nods to Gimble and Duc once ready, but doesn't say anything, not wanting to interrupt ongoing conversation.
~♡~
"That," Gimble says pointing at the water, "my people are druids," he then explains, "and that's not even half of what I know," he adds grinning continuing to the door.
Its organic the stone seemingly manipulated into a door. The door has been broken down on one side with some sort of incendiary device which makes Gimble grimace.
"They open just fine you idiots," the half-elf says aloud to the air around him putting his hands in the other door and easily pushing it in. "The traps I'm told are all triggered until our descend," he then explains moving ahead into the gapping maw of the mountain ahead, the stone door resembling snarling teeth having been broken in.
OOC: Marching order and checks if you'd like.
Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.
If it's single file with Gimble in first place, Nat will take the fourth spot out of five. Assuming it's dark within the tomb, he will offer to cast light on any object the others suggest.
Perception: 9
OOC: It's more a temple with a tomb beneath.
Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.
Retiog catches Gimble's reaction to the broken door. "Looks like we're not the first ones here, huh?" He draws his scimitar and an axe then proceeds in through the door. "I can go ahead if you'd like... Just tell me where we need to turn." Once they are few paces in he stops for a moment to adjust to the light, or lack thereof, and then checks there surroundings for any signs of lurking dangers.
Perception: 16
OOC: Ret can take the lead.
"It's been looted before," Gimble replies. "It's a holy place and this...this is unnecessary. It carries a curse," he explains before signing. "The place we're going is straight down the cooridor and to the first left," Gimble replies with a grin gesturing for the barabain to take the lead. "We're looking for the scribes quarters," he explains furthur.
Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.
Duc looks about the group "Nat, I'll stick by you and your light if you don't.mind." she says with a small smile, matching action to speech as they move.
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Lyreis - Level 6 Elf Fighter - Eberron: Omega
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A curse? asks Nat. Do tell. He follows in line, watching carefully for any signs of a curse.
Alici motions after Retiog enters.
"Shall I?"
She asks Gimble, looking him in the eyes.
~♡~
"Anyone purposefully desecrating a sacred place," Gimble adds as the party enters the temple.
As they enter with Nat's light aloft it lights brightly around the group 30ft and 30ft in dim. Immediately near the door there's several bodies along the cooridor ahead riddled in arrows!
"See," Gimble replies. "Retribution is swift," he adds grinning.
The cooridor is large 40ft across but 80ft long into the mountain. It's ornately carved natural scenes ranging from plant growth, animals with their natural prey and predators, then moon phases easily seen with Nat's light.
Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.
Alici eyes the corpses. "Are you certain that we should not be on the look out for more traps? Admittedly I'm not skilled at it, but I'd prefer to be cautious than... well... dead as I was so recently."
She stoops low and moves her head to either side of Retiog, keeping an eye out for pressure plates, trip wires, and the like, hopefully without slowing the pace of the party too much.
[ooc: Alici will do her best to help anyone trying to locate traps.]
~♡~
OOC: Roll what you'd like!
"I have it on the highest authority it's smooth sailing until we reach the pit. Then we descend and that's when we start looking," Gimble explains and seems pretty confident.
Marching order: Retiog, Alici, Gimble, Nat, and Duc?
Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.
Marching order looks right.
"That is no reason not to take care, Retiog, watch yourself." Duc calls over to the barbarian in response to Gimble's lack of concern, she herself keeps an eye on their backtrail as they move along.
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Lyreis - Level 6 Elf Fighter - Eberron: Omega
DM - Dzenda: The Cracks - DM - Dzenda: Whispered Tales
OOC: Roll'um if you got 'um! 😉
Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.
Retiog gives the airy woman a nod as he moves forward. He quietly moves toward the scribe's room, keeping an eye and ear out for any signs of potential danger.
Perception: 6
Stealth: 16
(Can we tell how long these people have been dead?
Perception 22
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Lyreis - Level 6 Elf Fighter - Eberron: Omega
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