Escape from Elturel

Ethan sighs as another companion, though only for a short time this time around, is lost.  He moves to the door and stands off to one side as his other companions question the woman.

She simply says breathing deeply the stale air

"Thankyou thank you so much. Hola, My name is Dara I was on a pilgrimage to Baldur’s Gate I was leaving Elturel The city disappeared, next thing I knew I ended up here."

She says then collapses in Bhuraelea's arms sobbing

then she looks over to the Dwarf and excitedly says

"Wellume! You're alive!"

The Dwarf says

"Aye lass"

I‘ll catch her, but once she can stand on her own, i‘ll check al of my pockets if everything is still there.

perception 19

Everything is still there she's just tired from struggling from the ropes

Jayson feels a bit of tension relieve inside of him upon finding that the woman and Wellume knew each other.  Wellume had helped free him of his box, and armed him before they made their escape from the dark cell.  He'd had very little, in the way of consistency, during his incredibly short amount of time here.  But, Wellume seemed steady, even though he didn't say much.  

"So last you remember, you we're leaving the city, and then it was gone?"  He asked the woman, before looking to Wellume and the others.

"Were any of the rest of you traveling to or from Elturel before finding yourselves here?"

"No, we were taking a shipment from Luskan to somewhere else."  Ethan says with a shake of his head.

How are the dwarf and Jayson equiped? Do they have armor or weapons?

Jayson sighs for what felt like the hundredth time.  There was still no common connection between them all, other than traveling.  He himself, still could not remember anything before waking up in the box.  That wasn't entirely true, he remembered burying the old man.  But how long ago was that now?  How long had he been in this place?

"I must have been on the road too, mostly, because these are my traveling clothes.." he said looking down at his plain attire, a white woolen long sleeve shirt with the collar ties dangling loosely, his plain brown pants with a pocket on each thigh and worn traveling boots.  "I can remember that, though I can't remember where I was traveling from.  I can make a guess or two as to where I was traveling to.."

A head shake and flourish of the silver inlaid short sword in his right hand.  "It seems our only option in this nightmarish place, is to press forward as you suggested." He says looking at Nea, who'd put it plainly that they should go forth and kill!

The dwarf is in half plate (which is why he took so long to get into battle) and carrying a war hammer

He realizes that he hasn't introduced himself

"Well met My names Wellume, I'm the smith in these here parts. Me and Ruby was taking my wares, armor and such to help arm the refugees. unfortunately Ruby was destroyed and I ended up here."

Dara says with a sob 

"Oh no Wellume, not Ruby she was so nice."

Wellume replies

"Don't worry lass, I can make her anew."

He looks towards you folk

"Well at least they took my wares with them, they're in that huge box in the other room, could you folks help me with them?"

"Lead the way. Let's see what we have then," Nea stats as she gestured towards the room. 

A shiver ran down Jayson's spine at the thought of the box and incredibly dark cell.  An involuntary, instinctual reaction.  Fear, he knew, was something that had to be tamed.  It was one lesson the old man had been glad he never had to teach.  Jayson had not been fearless as an urchin on the streets of Waterdeep.  He had just known that being scared didn't change what one had to do sometimes. 

This was one of those times.  He instinctively, did not want to go back in to that cell, or any where near that box.  But, he sensed everyone else seemed to be just as hesitant.  It was to be expected, in a strange place, with strangers.  So he would take it upon himself to place his trust in these new people, even when his survival instincts scream about the vulnerability of it.  It would have to be done at some point, no amount of fear would change that.  They needed to rely on each other.  

"Come on Wellume, I'll help you."  He said as he made towards the cell that held them not long before now.  Reaching into his pocket for the pebble the Dwarf had given him, he holds it out to the darkness as he enters the cell and grabs hold of one of the chests handles.  Not waiting for Wellume to grab the other side, he begins to drag it towards the door.  

Wellume checks the box or crate has poles to carry it inside are suites of various  armors from scale to leather fifteen scimitars a steel bladed yklwa 20 daggers

ten light crossbows and 400 bolts

Wellume looks around as he takes one of the back poles after handing Bhuraelea the Yklwa and Dara a dagger and she says "Gracious" 

"Don't know how that got in here.. I knew a Tabaxi once that used one said it worked like a spear pretty much a simple weapon. If I didn't have my hammer I'd make it a returning weapon. Which way be out?"

"Back this way I guess..." Ethan says with a shrug, leading the way back towards where they came in.

Jayson grabs a light crossbow, slipping his arm and neck inside the strap, to hang from his back.  Then grabbing two daggers, he tucks one in-between his belt and the waistline of his pants, at the small of his back.  With the remaining dagger he pierces the fabric where his sleeves meet at the shoulder hem, on either side.  Using the resulting hole to rip each of his sleeves off. Before tucking away the dagger in the same spot as the first.

He bundles up some of the crossbow bolts with one sleeve, and uses the other sleeve to dangle the bolts from the crossbow strap.  He wouldn't sneak up on anyone this way, but the whole thing was made to leave behind quickly if needed.

Leaving his left hand free, he wields his shorts word with his right. He nods to the others, and says, "Let's see what happens next."  Before following the group and Ethan.

(Lost a bit orientation, we came down the stairs and checked some cells and storrage room. Any corridors or other doors we didn‘t explore yet?)

(Do you check behind the tapestry?)

Out of sheer curiosity, Jayson stops as they near the tapestry. Here, Kaltheon, and one of those devils, disappeared, apparently though the wall.  But to where, and how?

"Do you think he's dead?" He asks aloud to no one.  "Wherever the hell he wen't, it was the same way as the devil... What could be the key to passing through?"  

He grabs hold of the tapestry with his free left hand, short sword at the ready in his right.  With the fabric in his hand he examines it, feels it, even sniffs it!  Before pulling it back to see behind it once again.

 Perception roll: 21

"Anything? Anywhere you haven't checked yet?" Nea hollers from a safe distance back, "I'm really getting bored. Got a door I can kick in?"

Roll perception

((Shodai right?  Cause I rolled terribly already above))