And now for something completely different......(DM: Argent) [Random Character Generation]

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OOC: @Argent How many arrow total individual slits are we talking? How far are the spaced apart are they? How high off the ground are they? What is the distance from where the slits first start to the great door?

 Give me a perception (wisdom) check :) 

Rowena

Rowena turns to Ser Aldon smiling at his words, "oh have no fear of that sir knight, how about I let you go first to see to the next batch of Orcs that presents themselves to us... unless that is the good Lady Iroona wishes the honor for herself?"

Rowena Perception Check 21

They are about 15 feet off the ground and there is just one on each side.

"Of course! As a knight, fighting in the van is commonplace."

Iroona asks the assembled party, "Do you think they know we're here? Maybe Slate can go up to the doors and see?" Then she will point at the left arrow slit and (again) cast True Strike in preparation for shooting it with an eldritch blast.

Rowena

Rowena smiles at Iroona, "oh I would say if someone is manning the arrow slits then they definitely know we are here. Thus it would be most helpful to know if the arrow slits are manned or not. It is a shame that we don't have a cloak and an unseen servant or perhaps something on the order of a smokescreen or a mist of some sort to mask our movements towards the door."

"I have something that might work!" 

Flint pulls a fluffy ball out of his Tan Bag of Tricks. 

5

A baboon comes forth and Flint points at "Lady" Rowena. 

"If that one calls me gardner again, fling poo on her." 

The baboon chortles wildly, throwing grass in the air. 

"Good boy, aren't you, Thomas?" Flint pets the crazed baboon behind its ear. 

Rowena

Rowena smiles at the baboon and casts Speak with Animals as a Spirit Seeker ability and begins to talk to it, "apparently you are far more handsome than your master and no doubt twice as intelligent! Do you think you can climb up and peek inside the opening up there and tell me if there is anyone about inside up there, please my sweet one?"

Slate

Slate merely chuckled as the Baboon appeared and was instructed. The orcs had proved no match for the group, but this passageway could prove difficult. She had a spell that would have allowed them to pass without trace but she wasn't sure it would work now that their presence had been mostly announced through loud speaking. She could also bring about a fog cloud but it would only cover a small radius and would leave them as blind as any attackers as they moved through it. She liked the little mage's idea with the disposable animal, she'd see how that played out to make her decision. Instead she hung back near Iroona, nudging her in the ribs she said quietly with a bit of amusement, "Was that the first combat you'd seen? Or maybe just the first barbaric act?"

Iroona starts at Slate's nudge. "Oh! No, no, there was this golden apple place, with a bad druid. It's where I got this," and a grim-looking longsword materializes in her hand. It is too large for her, and the blade is incongruously jagged, it seems a poor weapon for fighting with, but clearly oozes magic. Then it is gone with a little pop. Iroona is very matter-of-fact about it. "It was quite an adventure, lots of twig people we had to disassemble. Do you think that little ape is going to be all right?" Then she trains her finger on the left arrow slit again, casting True Strike again, so that she is ready to actually strike when the time comes.

Thomas begins to sniff around and heads towards the door

which he pulls open with ease....and then screams with excitement!

Sir Aldon moves behind the baboon to see what's going on.

Rowena

Rowena watches impressed with Ser Aldon's display of bravery as he follows the baboon, "a knight who knows no fear, impressive." She then turns to the dwarf Vonman Goblinbane and pulls out her Wand of Magic Missiles and offers it to him, "go on then dwarf take it for the battles to come, my gift to you, no strings. I just think it would more effectively put to use, in your hands more so than mine, I have my trusty maul after all!"

Rowena will the dwarf a moment or two to decide to accept her gift or not. If he doesn't take it she just says, "if you change your mind later, just let me know, the offer will always remain open."

Either way, Rowena after will follow Ser Aldon towards the door...

Iroona is maintaining target-lock on the left arrow slit until it is clear there is no danger from it.

No thanks. Let's see what the Monkey's screaming about. So Vonman rejects the offer, opens up Palaemon's tank, and goes to see what the Babboon's doing.

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Rowena

Rowena smiles at the baboon and casts Speak with Animals as a Spirit Seeker ability and begins to talk to it, "apparently you are far more handsome than your master and no doubt twice as intelligent! Do you think you can climb up and peek inside the opening up there and tell me if there is anyone about inside up there, please my sweet one?"

OOC: She can also potentially use Beast Sense to perhaps see through its eyes/senses.

 The baboon is implored by the magic of the tan bag of tricks to listen to his master, but being called handsome and in his own tongue was enough to make him go peek inside the opening. To Flint's amazement and disapproval. 

"But...but... I'm the Master of Nashbea Tower," he stammers out as he watches the baboon leave his side and do as the loud noblewoman asked of it. He will follow dismayed at what has transpired but knows better than to question things as they unravel.

The great door opens into a large hall. A narrow ledge overlooks a deep, dark crevasse that cuts the room in two. A dangerous-looking rope bridge, frayed and thin, spans the gap. Water gurgles and rushes somewhere far below. Two copper braziers burn brightly on either side of the door, illuminating the western half of the room. Another ledge is barely visible on the other side of the chasm.

OOC > How wide is the gap?

Iroona drops her hand and approaches the doorway with the rest of the party. Upon seeing the chasm and the flimsy bridge, she looks around at heavy Slate, her own clumsiness, and the rest of the motley assortment and says, "Well, this is not going to go well. Can anyone cross with a sturdier rope to tie off at the other end?"