Falshen will sit nearby, sipping a small amount of wine while brooding over his experience with the alien mind of Golorr. Otherwise, he will stay in the room and await developments.
Ian will sing and encourage Gregor to help prevent his mind from being utterly broken. He will save the inspiration for immediately before Gregor finishes attuning to maximize duration. (Bardic Inspiration).
Falshen groans very faintly but nods. "Shall we adjourn?"
Irma nods in agreement with a bemused look on his face.
With a suddenly suspicious look, the rogue peers about keenly, as if trying to parse fine writing in the dark.
Perception: 13
As far as Falshen can tell, the companions are alone in the subterranean hall.
Without further fuss, Falshen begins to leave the underground chamber with the intention of returning to Trollskull.
Gregor follows.
Ian follows
Irma will look to commune with his patron deity to see if there is any advice she may offer.
Akai will return to Trollskull with the others.
Please make a Religion check.
Religion check: 18
In spite of Irma's earnest prayers, no heavenly guidance seems to be forthcoming.
Irma shrugs at this development, "shall we consult the mind groping rock?"
Ian says,
“Good luck good sir.”
Gregor will take up the stone and attempt to attune to it.
Attunement takes a Short Rest - is any of the rest of the party undertaking any action during that time?
Falshen will sit nearby, sipping a small amount of wine while brooding over his experience with the alien mind of Golorr. Otherwise, he will stay in the room and await developments.
Irma will sit nearby and await further developments.
Ian will sing and encourage Gregor to help prevent his mind from being utterly broken. He will save the inspiration for immediately before Gregor finishes attuning to maximize duration. (Bardic Inspiration).
Ian says in a sing-song fashion,
”Gregor, I hope your mind does not break,”
”Creepy tentacled abominations,”
”invading your mind, they sure aren’t fake.”
Eyes closed in meditation, Gregor cocks an eyebrow and in a low voice answers:
Crack your jests, for now my friend
But best to stow them ere I end
Golorr sees all with a ruler's eye
And those who mock his might must die
But ask and I'll spare three eye's worst
To save you pain, he'll eat you first.