Ramious frowns, "Will be?  So you're not now?  Anything we can do to help, besides some cathartic burning of plants?"  He grins at her.

The map

 (Denn, sorry, the picture does not add much to description, just an illustration of the corridor with the pit)

(Ramious - apology too, I see what you meant by "the throne". It's still nothing of importance but it's definitely there)

Ramious opens the all the other doors in the room and looks through them to see what we're dealing with.  He start with the single door on the west side, then goes clockwise to the double doors on the north side, then the double doors on the south east. 

And what do you know - the doors simply opened up! No traps (at least on the doors), no monsters behind - just straight dry corridors, NW and SE - plane and simple, though turning (so you need to walk along to see where they end), but the west one - short (40ft) and straight as an arrow. The passage leads toward a set of double bronze doors bearing the engraved face of the jaguar god. Both walls of the corridor are carved to represent two lines of warriors in profile, holding hatchet-headed polearms and facing the western doors. These figures are painted with vivid, lifelike colors: red, black, white, green, and yellow.

"Well that one there looks important." Leon says, nodding to the bronze doors.

"What are the odds that's the main threat back there?" Bernard asked.  "I would think that it would have connected to the that treasure room but maybe that was just more traps meant for those dumb enough to fall for it...  Speakin about myself here."

Alyssa would back away from the doorframe she stood at. The burning of the plants will have to wait or may not even be necessary. She’d take out her notebook and work on some updates. 

(Added the map to the previous post and as with any door here - please, keep indicating your position)

Ramious glances at Bugs, "Yeah, could be. Let's rest a bit, before we go exploring that door."  (Short rest enough for folks, or do people need a long rest.  Ramious could go either way. A long rest will get his Rage back which he's been without for a few fights now....)

"Rest sounds good.  Give me a solid 8 hours and I can reconfigure my magic.  Then I can purge this poison from me and be right as rain."  Bernard would respond.

Ooc: Bernard is poisoned and has the poisoned condition.  So, his hp has taken a dip and he's at disadvantage for pretty much all dice rolls.  Long rest would he awesome.

Ramious nods, scratching his head as he begins closing doors that lead into the room.  "Uh, what's so right about rain?"  He does his best to move things against doors to secure the space a bit, then settles down to take first watch. 

(Just don't forget to tell where and how)

Alyssa would sigh quietly to herself and begin her pacing.

(Alyssa’s full HP, only used 2 spell slots, still has both portents. She is doubly cursed but that’s not gunna be solved with a long rest. She honestly has no desire for a rest but if the others need to, she will find a way to blow slots before resting and take watch. She’d only need 4 hours for a long rest so would take up watch for others to have priority rest.)

Ramious moves the stuffed cats from throughout the room and piles them against the various doors.  He goes to the wall and removes the cat of nine tails, and shoves it into his bag. He goes to the alter and pries the gems out of it and pockets them.  Then he rests in the eastern most corner where he has a good view of the whole room and his back to a wall. 

Leon aids Ramious in setting up the defenses and then would put his back to a wall and rest as well.

Ramious successfully blinded the golden cat statue and pocketed two emeralds (small, but clear and together worth their 1000gp). However stuffed cats were not much of a barricade - old fluffy mannequin. The tiger is heavy enough to be some sort of hindrance for a potential intruder, and the stone statues too, but if someone is serious about the entering - that someone will enter.

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It did not happened, though. Nothing disturbed an uneasy rest of either of you, except the dreams full of ominous whispers and unsettling images. Zombies, skeletons, traps opening into endless pits, and above all - Tloques, his restoring body, that you tried to destroy. Ramious in particular woke up with the image in his mind of half restored deformed face staring at him.

Alyssa spent her four hours shift calming her nerves with writing but the crimson light from the pit-room was not particularly meditative.

Finally, the "morning" came, and you could decide what to do now.

((Everyone got the long rest but subtract 2 HP for uneasy rest (a made up rule in place of another nasty but less fitting effect))). 

Bernard woke from the uneasy sleep.  He took a moment to try and connect with his magic and draw upon it to expell the poison.  He waited and waited but couldn't come up with formula to do so.  Finally, he gave up.

"I cannot cast the spell to expell this poison.  Any chance that potion is still available?"  Bernard asks.

Each time Ramious and Leon would add more to the barricades, Alyssa became more anxious. Her pacing only quickened and she'd shake her hands at her side before flexing them a couple times. She was fighting a sense of the walls closing in and feeling trapped. Her eyes would dart side to side as she'd mutter in elven then to the ancient language and back, repeating phrases to herself.

Eventually the elf would stop, settling herself where she could, facing the doorway with the glowing red light. Closing her eyes for a moment, she'd take in a deep breath to calm her heart. Opening her eyes again, they'd cloud over white. The cleric would begin to hum a soft elven lullaby. With gentle movements of her hands she'd cast her magics prior to taking a meditative rest. Alyssa would start with using a mix of water and prestidigitation to clean her gear, weapons and herself of the dust, sweat, grime and impurities. She'd then use create water in a controlled manner, topping off and refilling waterskins. Finally, she'd restore a sleep spell into her ring of spell storing before returning to writing and sketching in her journal.

Rest did not come easy, nor did it feel as refreshing as she'd hope. Visions still plagued her in the darkness behind her eyes and her skin crawled with creeping anticipation of the shadows that loomed over. It was as if she could hear the sound of sand pouring from an hourglass. Time trickled. The dead await.

Alyssa's eyes would open. Slick with cold sweats, she felt unclean once more. Her joints remained stiff, limbs heavy and her muscles fatigued. She felt no lighter this 'day'. But, it was another day. And she should prepare. She'd take out her spellbook for review. A part of her got stuck at one point, heavily contemplating on a spell.

Portents: 10 | 8

When Bernard would speak up from his rest, the elf would look up. "Yes." She'd nod. Alyssa would make her way over to provide him with the potion Ramious gave her earlier.

Ramious eventually decides he's not interested in "sleep" anymore and paces quietly about the room.  The elixir is given to Bernard to help him with his poison and Ramious turns his attention back to Alyssa who has become very quiet and is obvious suffering from something. 

He walks up to her, square to her shoulders and very direct, "How do you feel? You've been very quiet, and not your usual self, and I'm worried." 

(has "dawn" passed, for the charges on the axe?)

((Good question. To keep things simple let's count it "recharged"))