Nemeia grabs a chunk of the raw copper ore and gives it a quick look. "Wonder if I can find a use for this or at least someone able to smelt it properly," she mutters to herself. She stuffs the chunk of ore into her satchel. "Looks like there is some rope and equipment here if anyone needs them," she says to those in the room. If it seems like the group will take ten minutes in the room, Nemeia will pull out her tinker's tools and begin to adjust and modify her purple lens glasses. Once finished with the crafting, she'll look about the room to see if anything of interest shows itself to her.
Seeing Nemeia add the ore to the satchel "That is incredible. How does it work? Did you make it yourself?" As she asks she is looking closely at the satchel.
Nemeia, as I recall, your satchel is one of your Artificer Infusions to replicate a bag of holding. So yes it would show up as magical of the Conjuration school.
As Nemeia scans the room and finds nothing of arcane note, she frowns. This town and its surroundings have proven to be quite the waste of time except for meeting her new companions. She enjoyed being around them and they definitely were keeping her well protected. She often wonders if her father would appreciate that she's out adventuring with others. Nemeia and her father were so focused on their craft back home that they didn't have a lot of time for social activities.
Nemeia smiles at Moira's question. "I had some spare time when we got into Greymeadow. It took me a while, but I was able to make it in the gnomish fashion that reminds me of home." She spins one of the small gears along the side that is just there for decoration. "It uses extradimensional space to store things so it can hold quite a bit. It does have limits though so I can't put too much in there." She smiles with pride as she talks about her creation. "I wish I could make you one, but I have to devote a large portion of my magical talents to keep it from falling apart." Feeling the weight on her back, she's reminded of her crossbow. "My satchel and crossbow have me pretty tapped with constantly having to check on them. Would hate for the magic to become unstable." She smiles.
"I love the creations you're able to make too! That snake looked terrifying. I'd hate to have that sneak up on me."
"Oh don't worry about making one for me. I just think its really neat." Giving a giggle "Only until you realized it couldn't actually hurt you." Moira holds out her hand waves her wand over it "Snelis ogami"A tiny replica of the snake materializes in her hand. It strikes out at her other hand but passes harmlessly through it. Moira moves her wand hand back and forth through the snake a couple of times then lets the illusion fade. "See couldn't hurt a fly. But these goblins seem sort of dumb so they can be fooled into thinking..." She trails off as a look of horror comes over her face. Moira darts to the room entrance and looks back the way they came, confirming that her previous illusion is indeed gone.
(Does she see any goblins down the passage?)
Perception : 8 in case of disadvantage from lighting : 10
The illusion is indeed no longer there. It's hard for you to tell, however, since it's very dark down there. Regardless, it would have faded anyway since it only lasts 10 minutes, and you all spent as much looking around the room for magic.
While everyone else is looking about, Sora begins getting bored. Perhaps it's a good time for everyone to take a nap. "You know if you guys wanna take a break, this room's pretty secure. At least there's only one way in so if we want we can take rest a bit while we're in here."
I'm happy to rest, if others wish to,says Witt. He unstraps his backpack and lays it on the ground, sitting down cross-legged and investigating the contents, checking and sorting things.
Seeing everyone looking like they'd like a rest, Soratries to put the wooden barrier back up and see if hopefully they can make sure the entrance is at least somewhat blocked from prying goblins.
Before Sora is able to barricade the planks back up to form a door, Nemeia pulls out her tools and begins to sting up very thin fishing line across the path from where they had been, a bit ahead in the tunnel, and up against the room they will be staying in. The string fades into the darkness as Nemeia completes the circle with a special rune. She takes the remainder of the string into the room and attaches a small brass bell to the end, making sure to prop it up and off the ground.
The then finds a spot to rest and begins to slowly work with a set of metal bits and pieces.
9 takes a short nap while they rest. The jagged walls of the cavern still were good enough for 9 to sleep on. She seldomly opens her eyes and looks around, going back to sleep once she sees that nothing changed. She stretches and adjusts her shoulders. She waits for everyone else to be ready before asking, “Shall we?”
In response to 9's question, Sorastands up, leaning her head to one side, then the other, before she opens her eyes and nods, "I'm ready. Which way do we wanna go?"
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Nemeia grabs a chunk of the raw copper ore and gives it a quick look. "Wonder if I can find a use for this or at least someone able to smelt it properly," she mutters to herself. She stuffs the chunk of ore into her satchel. "Looks like there is some rope and equipment here if anyone needs them," she says to those in the room. If it seems like the group will take ten minutes in the room, Nemeia will pull out her tinker's tools and begin to adjust and modify her purple lens glasses. Once finished with the crafting, she'll look about the room to see if anything of interest shows itself to her.
Ritual Cast Detect Magic
Looking about the room, neither of you detect any other magic nearby.
Nemeia now has a chunk of copper ore in her satchel.
Sylnache Ashrain - 7th Sojourn
”We are pressing on, then?“, 9 walks past goblin corpses and briefly stops at the exit of the space.
Moira
Seeing Nemeia add the ore to the satchel "That is incredible. How does it work? Did you make it yourself?" As she asks she is looking closely at the satchel.
(Do I see magic from the satchel?)
Nemeia, as I recall, your satchel is one of your Artificer Infusions to replicate a bag of holding. So yes it would show up as magical of the Conjuration school.
Sylnache Ashrain - 7th Sojourn
As Nemeia scans the room and finds nothing of arcane note, she frowns. This town and its surroundings have proven to be quite the waste of time except for meeting her new companions. She enjoyed being around them and they definitely were keeping her well protected. She often wonders if her father would appreciate that she's out adventuring with others. Nemeia and her father were so focused on their craft back home that they didn't have a lot of time for social activities.
Nemeia smiles at Moira's question. "I had some spare time when we got into Greymeadow. It took me a while, but I was able to make it in the gnomish fashion that reminds me of home." She spins one of the small gears along the side that is just there for decoration. "It uses extradimensional space to store things so it can hold quite a bit. It does have limits though so I can't put too much in there." She smiles with pride as she talks about her creation. "I wish I could make you one, but I have to devote a large portion of my magical talents to keep it from falling apart." Feeling the weight on her back, she's reminded of her crossbow. "My satchel and crossbow have me pretty tapped with constantly having to check on them. Would hate for the magic to become unstable." She smiles.
"I love the creations you're able to make too! That snake looked terrifying. I'd hate to have that sneak up on me."
Investigation : 1
Moira
"Oh don't worry about making one for me. I just think its really neat." Giving a giggle "Only until you realized it couldn't actually hurt you." Moira holds out her hand waves her wand over it "Snelis ogami" A tiny replica of the snake materializes in her hand. It strikes out at her other hand but passes harmlessly through it. Moira moves her wand hand back and forth through the snake a couple of times then lets the illusion fade. "See couldn't hurt a fly. But these goblins seem sort of dumb so they can be fooled into thinking..." She trails off as a look of horror comes over her face. Moira darts to the room entrance and looks back the way they came, confirming that her previous illusion is indeed gone.
(Does she see any goblins down the passage?)
Perception : 8 in case of disadvantage from lighting : 10
When Moira darts off, Nemeia swings her crossbow around and holds it at the ready unsure of what's happening.
The illusion is indeed no longer there. It's hard for you to tell, however, since it's very dark down there. Regardless, it would have faded anyway since it only lasts 10 minutes, and you all spent as much looking around the room for magic.
Sylnache Ashrain - 7th Sojourn
While everyone else is looking about, Sora begins getting bored. Perhaps it's a good time for everyone to take a nap. "You know if you guys wanna take a break, this room's pretty secure. At least there's only one way in so if we want we can take rest a bit while we're in here."
Moira
"That might be a good idea. I'm feeling a bit beat up myself."
”I don’t mind resting a little. I can still go on though, doesn’t really matter to me”, 9 steps back into the room sitting in the bottom right corner.
I'm happy to rest, if others wish to, says Witt. He unstraps his backpack and lays it on the ground, sitting down cross-legged and investigating the contents, checking and sorting things.
Seeing everyone looking like they'd like a rest, Sora tries to put the wooden barrier back up and see if hopefully they can make sure the entrance is at least somewhat blocked from prying goblins.
Before Sora is able to barricade the planks back up to form a door, Nemeia pulls out her tools and begins to sting up very thin fishing line across the path from where they had been, a bit ahead in the tunnel, and up against the room they will be staying in. The string fades into the darkness as Nemeia completes the circle with a special rune. She takes the remainder of the string into the room and attaches a small brass bell to the end, making sure to prop it up and off the ground.
The then finds a spot to rest and begins to slowly work with a set of metal bits and pieces.
Ritual Cast: alarm
Unless someone wants to do anything else an hour will eventually pass and everyone will get their short rest.
Sylnache Ashrain - 7th Sojourn
Rolling hit die for Short Rest : 11
9 takes a short nap while they rest. The jagged walls of the cavern still were good enough for 9 to sleep on. She seldomly opens her eyes and looks around, going back to sleep once she sees that nothing changed. She stretches and adjusts her shoulders. She waits for everyone else to be ready before asking, “Shall we?”
In response to 9's question, Sora stands up, leaning her head to one side, then the other, before she opens her eyes and nods, "I'm ready. Which way do we wanna go?"