It takes Three maybe a moment or two longer than it should have perhaps, but eventually something clicks, eliciting a curt nod and a smile from the chimera. "Tippity toe, nice and slow. Like Mr. Riverz." She affirms at a whisper. "Don't worry. There's like, only the one place left I think, and then we can head back to dwarf town to take it easy."She furthers assures while doing her best to emulate Rivon and keep pace with the halfling.
Rivon is momentarily confused by where the commotion is coming from. He's horrified to realize that it's from him. He's decidedly not used to being the elephant in the room!
Rivon wanders off into the caverns, Three noticing this, gets up and follows. Taman checks to see if anything glows with magical radiance, but alas, the only things glowing are those that are already a part of the group. Durlan follows Three, Thistle also following the group, trying to be stealthy, but not succeeding very well. Three seeing this also makes an attempt at being stealthy, and is so quite that she startles a small rat that was scurrying along the ground.
(OOC: Not quite sure which way you guys are headed...)
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Asmodai | Feral Tiefling - Rogue 2| AC 15 HP 15| Passive Perception: 10; Passive Investigation: 12; Passive Insight: 10| Equipped: Studded Leather Armor, Rapier, Short Bow, 2 Daggers, Backpack, Quiver and Boots of Elvenkind | Wielding: Rapier and Dagger sheathed, Shortbow slung over back
Taman sighs and follows after the others. (Believe we are headed back to the pool with the two blocked doors. We checked out one of those, now it is likely time to check out the other.)
Three is very much eager to break down the barrier. So, if noone objects or had any mind to study it, she spits in her hands, rubs the oddly blue and congealed substance together, and then with a grin took up Tom again. "One barricade coming down."She said in a stage whisper, as she was still uncertain as to why they'd been sneaking around in the first place with the trogs dead. But never let it be said that she wasn't being observant of her handlers!
Taman lays a hand on Three's shoulder. "Azuth's blessing..." He says as he casts guidance on them. He then steps back to keep out of the radius of any shards breaking off from the strikes on the barrior.
Three smashes down the barricade with only a few mighty swings of her maul. The bricks and stones clattering along the floor on the other side. When the dust clears she looks in and sees:
A large cave faintly lit by natural phosphorescence. Its ceiling rises fifty feet high in places. crystals glimmer softly in the eerie light. Weird, beautiful flows and structures of delicate stone grace the chamber. the western portion of the great cave is separated from the rest by a steep bluff; the ceiling here is half the height of the rest of the chamber.
A couple dozen large stone sepuchers line the cavern walls, each caved with intricate reliefs and designs and marked with Dwarvish runes.
The room looks very familiar.
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Asmodai | Feral Tiefling - Rogue 2| AC 15 HP 15| Passive Perception: 10; Passive Investigation: 12; Passive Insight: 10| Equipped: Studded Leather Armor, Rapier, Short Bow, 2 Daggers, Backpack, Quiver and Boots of Elvenkind | Wielding: Rapier and Dagger sheathed, Shortbow slung over back
Three nodded along in agreement. But, it is nearly a minute later before her eyes go wide while letting out an, "Ooooooooo..."She then sighs and slouches forward somewhat shaking her head. "Well, I guess that's that for now then. Shall we get back to the ruins then and, I dunno... take it easy till tomorrow? Orrrrr... mmmmm.... are we to head back for a bit?! Fighting dragons is like, s'pose to be super hard right? And we got all these goods, so... why not?" She asked the others, before pointing to herself. "My vooo-mmn!.... I'm not..." She bowed her head for just a moment, only to shake seeming solemn for just a moment. But then she looks up again beaming brightly at everyone. "So what next?!"
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Durlan looks around and says "I suppose that's the best course of action at the moment Thressa. I don't even know where to find the beast if we wanted to though. Either way best to be fully prepared I think before taking on such a monstrous beast."
Durlan looks around and says "I suppose that's the best course of action at the moment Thressa. I don't even know where to find the beast if we wanted to though. Either way best to be fully prepared I think before taking on such a monstrous beast."
Thistle "I vote for a long rest too. I'm not at my best if we are going to face a dragon. If we could work out what colour it is that would help too."
(OOC - @Bierp: Ah yes! The infamous sneak attack spell slots. One can never forget those!)
Three canted her head to the side, and squinted at Durlan for a moment. But just as she's about to give voice to her concern, Thistle (and maybe the rest?) chiming in about resting gives her pause long enough to dismiss the idle thought, and soon after follow along humming a tune. When the reach the ruins and the duergar on guard, it's only then she remembers a certain fishy warlock had gone missing at some point before the last scrap. The epiphany maybe lingers in mind for only a couple of seconds before being shrugged off. "Probably went back to Waterdeep", She murmured, further self assuring herself, before sleep eventually claimed her.
Come the next "day", Three is practically vibrating from excitement, and had eagerly nudged (or tried tickling, in the case of Durlan) others slow to wake, hoping to stir them faster into action. Yet for all of her enthusiasm, any command or clear looks of disapproval at least seemed to lead to the hybrid relenting... for a while. But as soon a s everyone looked to be alert and done with any "morning business", she's back on her feet with a toothy grin. "So today's the day, yea? Today we go fight a dragon! If so, which way going? There's the secret tunnel we can use, Orrrr we can use those one steps by the river that seemed to go down too! 'cause, like, if what the dwarves told us 'bout where it is, either way, we have to go down and face it by some large water or somethin'!"
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Durlan waking in a fit of laughter and then quickly trying to compose himself, stands and puts his armor and gear on readying to leave their makeshift camp. "I can't think of any other way to go. Anyone see another path on the map we've been making or is that the last of it?" Durlan then speaks under his breath to finish his thought."Well baring the Duregar's side of the halls here where we've been warned to stay out of..."
Taman shrugs. "As well go and see about this dragon as do anything else." He states, feeling best-equipped for such a confrontation now that he is at his full spell level.
"Wait.. did we ever figure out whose making tha--ehhh, nevermind! Their head honcho prolly sealed up that back way anyhow, consider'n where it led. So! That just leaves the waterway, I think."Three feigns thinking heavily on the subject, before making an exaggerated sagely nod. "Yea... That's the best route. And if not, we'll just have to come right back up here, and, uh... talk some sense into them. So! Unless there's no other last little business, to the waterfall pit thing stairs!" She said, eager to lead the group the long trek back through the main cavern, and further south still towards the fast moving section of the river.
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Rivon, preferring as always not to think about it too much, follows Three as he secures his Super Diving Helmet of Amazingness. (AKA: The Screw You Michael Phelps Helm)
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It takes Three maybe a moment or two longer than it should have perhaps, but eventually something clicks, eliciting a curt nod and a smile from the chimera. "Tippity toe, nice and slow. Like Mr. Riverz." She affirms at a whisper. "Don't worry. There's like, only the one place left I think, and then we can head back to dwarf town to take it easy." She furthers assures while doing her best to emulate Rivon and keep pace with the halfling.
Stealth: 22.
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Rivon is momentarily confused by where the commotion is coming from. He's horrified to realize that it's from him. He's decidedly not used to being the elephant in the room!
Rivon wanders off into the caverns, Three noticing this, gets up and follows. Taman checks to see if anything glows with magical radiance, but alas, the only things glowing are those that are already a part of the group. Durlan follows Three, Thistle also following the group, trying to be stealthy, but not succeeding very well. Three seeing this also makes an attempt at being stealthy, and is so quite that she startles a small rat that was scurrying along the ground.
(OOC: Not quite sure which way you guys are headed...)
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Asmodai | Feral Tiefling - Rogue 2| AC 15 HP 15| Passive Perception: 10; Passive Investigation: 12; Passive Insight: 10| Equipped: Studded Leather Armor, Rapier, Short Bow, 2 Daggers, Backpack, Quiver and Boots of Elvenkind | Wielding: Rapier and Dagger sheathed, Shortbow slung over back
Taman sighs and follows after the others. (Believe we are headed back to the pool with the two blocked doors. We checked out one of those, now it is likely time to check out the other.)
The party goes back to the blocked passage at the lake. Three is determined to bust this barrier down and see what's on the other side.
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Asmodai | Feral Tiefling - Rogue 2| AC 15 HP 15| Passive Perception: 10; Passive Investigation: 12; Passive Insight: 10| Equipped: Studded Leather Armor, Rapier, Short Bow, 2 Daggers, Backpack, Quiver and Boots of Elvenkind | Wielding: Rapier and Dagger sheathed, Shortbow slung over back
As three attacks the barrier Thistle keep watch to see if all the noise attracts anything. Perception 18
Three is very much eager to break down the barrier. So, if noone objects or had any mind to study it, she spits in her hands, rubs the oddly blue and congealed substance together, and then with a grin took up Tom again. "One barricade coming down." She said in a stage whisper, as she was still uncertain as to why they'd been sneaking around in the first place with the trogs dead. But never let it be said that she wasn't being observant of her handlers!
Athletics: 21. (if Helped: 25.
(If retroactively Guided: 3.)
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Taman lays a hand on Three's shoulder. "Azuth's blessing..." He says as he casts guidance on them. He then steps back to keep out of the radius of any shards breaking off from the strikes on the barrior.
Three smashes down the barricade with only a few mighty swings of her maul. The bricks and stones clattering along the floor on the other side. When the dust clears she looks in and sees:
The room looks very familiar.
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Asmodai | Feral Tiefling - Rogue 2| AC 15 HP 15| Passive Perception: 10; Passive Investigation: 12; Passive Insight: 10| Equipped: Studded Leather Armor, Rapier, Short Bow, 2 Daggers, Backpack, Quiver and Boots of Elvenkind | Wielding: Rapier and Dagger sheathed, Shortbow slung over back
"Well, we've seen that before." Taman says, stepping through to verify this is the same burial place they had found earlier in their journey.
Three nodded along in agreement. But, it is nearly a minute later before her eyes go wide while letting out an, "Ooooooooo..." She then sighs and slouches forward somewhat shaking her head. "Well, I guess that's that for now then. Shall we get back to the ruins then and, I dunno... take it easy till tomorrow? Orrrrr... mmmmm.... are we to head back for a bit?! Fighting dragons is like, s'pose to be super hard right? And we got all these goods, so... why not?" She asked the others, before pointing to herself. "My vooo-mmn!.... I'm not..." She bowed her head for just a moment, only to shake seeming solemn for just a moment. But then she looks up again beaming brightly at everyone. "So what next?!"
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Durlan looks around and says "I suppose that's the best course of action at the moment Thressa. I don't even know where to find the beast if we wanted to though. Either way best to be fully prepared I think before taking on such a monstrous beast."
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Thistle "I vote for a long rest too. I'm not at my best if we are going to face a dragon. If we could work out what colour it is that would help too."
The party goes back to the Great Hall and takes a Long Rest with some of the Duergar that are hanging around.
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Asmodai | Feral Tiefling - Rogue 2| AC 15 HP 15| Passive Perception: 10; Passive Investigation: 12; Passive Insight: 10| Equipped: Studded Leather Armor, Rapier, Short Bow, 2 Daggers, Backpack, Quiver and Boots of Elvenkind | Wielding: Rapier and Dagger sheathed, Shortbow slung over back
Now that he has all his spell slots back, Rivon is ready to sort through a dragon's hoard.
(OOC - @Bierp: Ah yes! The infamous sneak attack spell slots. One can never forget those!)
Three canted her head to the side, and squinted at Durlan for a moment. But just as she's about to give voice to her concern, Thistle (and maybe the rest?) chiming in about resting gives her pause long enough to dismiss the idle thought, and soon after follow along humming a tune. When the reach the ruins and the duergar on guard, it's only then she remembers a certain fishy warlock had gone missing at some point before the last scrap. The epiphany maybe lingers in mind for only a couple of seconds before being shrugged off. "Probably went back to Waterdeep", She murmured, further self assuring herself, before sleep eventually claimed her.
Come the next "day", Three is practically vibrating from excitement, and had eagerly nudged (or tried tickling, in the case of Durlan) others slow to wake, hoping to stir them faster into action. Yet for all of her enthusiasm, any command or clear looks of disapproval at least seemed to lead to the hybrid relenting... for a while. But as soon a s everyone looked to be alert and done with any "morning business", she's back on her feet with a toothy grin. "So today's the day, yea? Today we go fight a dragon! If so, which way going? There's the secret tunnel we can use, Orrrr we can use those one steps by the river that seemed to go down too! 'cause, like, if what the dwarves told us 'bout where it is, either way, we have to go down and face it by some large water or somethin'!"
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Durlan waking in a fit of laughter and then quickly trying to compose himself, stands and puts his armor and gear on readying to leave their makeshift camp. "I can't think of any other way to go. Anyone see another path on the map we've been making or is that the last of it?" Durlan then speaks under his breath to finish his thought. "Well baring the Duregar's side of the halls here where we've been warned to stay out of..."
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Taman shrugs. "As well go and see about this dragon as do anything else." He states, feeling best-equipped for such a confrontation now that he is at his full spell level.
"Wait.. did we ever figure out whose making tha--ehhh, nevermind! Their head honcho prolly sealed up that back way anyhow, consider'n where it led. So! That just leaves the waterway, I think." Three feigns thinking heavily on the subject, before making an exaggerated sagely nod. "Yea... That's the best route. And if not, we'll just have to come right back up here, and, uh... talk some sense into them. So! Unless there's no other last little business, to the waterfall pit thing stairs!" She said, eager to lead the group the long trek back through the main cavern, and further south still towards the fast moving section of the river.
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Rivon, preferring as always not to think about it too much, follows Three as he secures his Super Diving Helmet of Amazingness. (AKA: The Screw You Michael Phelps Helm)