Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
D&D Beyond Basic Rules
Basic Rules (2014)
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Characters with a perception score of 25 or
higher notice a very slight discoloration to the wood
on the far wall. Pushing on it causes it to open with
a click, revealing a staircase leading upwards.
The cat disappears.
Whitegaze is going to leave the weird butler on his own and go looking for his allies. Probably finding Soveliss first as he's on this floor, "No luck on my end with the graves, unless you know where I can find a shovel. You had any luck? Oh, and where are the others?"
Soveliss looks at the spot where the cat once was and sighs. It seemed he chose incorrectly, or his interpretation was different then the feline's. Regardless, his sigh is cut short by Whitegaze entering the room, "No real luck here I'm afraid. As for the others..." He closes his eyes to sense the location of his Raven, the opens them again, "They're not far. This way." Soveliss then starts leading Whitegaze towards the rest of the group.
Before you leave the butler...
"Do what everyone else does and put flowers on the graves." He says with a dismissive shrug. "I think that will do you more good than a shovel ever would."
Everyone gathers in the room where Al-Ashari and Kale fought the black puddings and mimic.
Thursday has just moved to a section of the wall and has opened it, a click sounding and an opening upwards appearing.
The voice from the well sounds in the room then and you all hear. 'Home again home again..." The voice chuckles and Thursday disappears. You all get the sense she is gone this time, and might not be returning. There was something more final about this disappearance than the previous one...
Kale blinks, then spins around. "Crap," he swears under his breath. "There goes our armory and our safe harbor," he mutters. Noticing Al-Ashari still in the room, he straightens and clears his throat, then says, "and Thursday herself, of course. Poor girl, she wanted to return home so badly. I hope she actually made it this time." He approaches the opened segment of the wall and inspects it carefully. "At least she left us one hell of a parting gift, though."
Kale is checking the opening upwards for traps: 24
As he does so, he thinks about Al-Ashari. She's proven to be much more agreeable than he expected, despite her haughty attitude that turned him off so much at the start of their adventure together. If she or any of his other companions were to disappear just as Thursday did, he might actually... feel regret? The thought is foreign and strange to him, and he brushes it away, mildly disturbed by this thing that bears some resemblence to a conscience that is starting to form in his mind. Instead, he addresses Al-Ashari as he works.
"So, we worked pretty well together as a team despite the amount of pudding that assaulted this room. Think you can handle coming upstairs with me alone?" He stops for a moment and looks back at the kalshiatar, a grin on his lips that reminds you very clearly that Thursday wasn't the only the rogue around.
If Al-Ashari noticed some ... signs of selfishness in Kale's exclamation, she did not comment on that, all she said was "We might still be able to enter that safe house, I doubt she took the whole place with her. She was either very brave or very desperate to risk like this. Probably both."
"But you are right, matter on hands first." Adventuring - in the broad means of the word - was clearly not the main or even familiar occupation for Al-Ashari, but she was learning. She answered telepathically, as always when was too preoccupied with something to control it. "If you are not scared of my gift anymore - we can do it, of course. But after we just experienced, I think it might be wiser to send my familiar first - Soveliss' raven would not report anything to you, I suspect." She let the white weasel get to the floor and sent him upstairs (after Kale checked all he could for traps). Then she closed her eyes, concentrating on weasel's senses.
Meili Liang Lvl 5 Monk
Dice
(I am having all four of you already in the bedroom, so it is not just Kale and Al-ashari any longer. the other two are with you as well.)
Through the secret door Thursday opened...
The staircase is pitch black, and musty. A sense of
gloom hangs over it, and you can feel it trying to
smother your curiosity like a shroud.
The stair leads upwards 50 feet, winding upwards
dangerously.
There is no light on the stairs... The familiar does not have darkvision, so can see nothing up there. How far are you having it go? You can roll perception for smell and sounds, which it gets advantage onb.
You find no traps on the door or the lower stairs. A white furry creature, seemingly a friend of Al-Ashari's moves past you before you can check further up the stairs for more traps though.
"Wrong shape," grimaced Al-Ashari. "Let's get the most of it". Perception based on sound/smell 15 with advantage (?) 21
Meili Liang Lvl 5 Monk
Dice
Kale activates his driftglobe with the light spell and sends it floating by his side.
Sorry, but my reading on driftglobe does not allow them to be sent ahead of you. They can hover, and they can follow you around, but they can not be sent forward on their own.
DM rolls...
22
20
The white rodent pauses half-way up, having heard something in the darkness. It was the sound of leather on leather, and was just for an instant.
Al-Ashari called her weasel back. "There is something in there - do not know what or who, but is was moving if only for a moment. We should not go in blindly." She looked at the globe of light floating around Kale. "Can I borrow it for a moment?" A transparent hand appeared in the air, took the globe and brought it up to illuminate the passage. Mage Hand - to bring the light inside.
(If that does not work for whatever reason - the Unseen Servant by her side will do)
Meili Liang Lvl 5 Monk
Dice
"Be my guest," Kale says, bowing with a flourish.
"Why don't you let me lead? But don't be too far behind, please." Whitegaze will adjust his Goggles of Night over his eyes and draw his flail, cautiously advancing up the stairs. The others can see the tension in his body as he has lost another crewmate, not something he takes well.