Suddenly one begins talking “One of us does not belong with the others. If you can pick it out, it will serve you, and others will allow passage. If you pick wrong we’ll kill you.”
"Oooo more muscle. That's always good. Good thing you know numbers." Qatya pokes one of the others with the butt end of her Maul. "Should we break these just in case?"
"Well, done," Khalani murmurs, feeling a bit jealous that he didn't get a chance to answer the riddle. Moving towards the exit, he stops and examines it for magic, and beyond.
Smiling at the brashness, Caal leans to Khalani and Kraven as Qatya goes through the door.
"Sometimes it's best to let others spring the traps" he says with a fang-filled grin as he moves past them and cautiously follows Qatya through the door.
Khalani looks bemusedly at the turnstile. "What by the Divine One is that doing here?" He looks past the turnstile, both magically and normally, and, for good measure, at the turnstile.
Kraven whispers to the group, "Five, golems standing at wall, not sure active."
Qatya walks forward to look, she waves a hand in front of the golems "Wakey wakey or else I'll breaky!" She says in a sing sing voice.
Suddenly one begins talking “One of us does not belong with the others. If you can pick it out, it will serve you, and others will allow passage. If you pick wrong we’ll kill you.”
From the door, Maelwyn mutters, "Nine ain't a prime number like the rest of 'em."
As Maelwyn mutters the words, the golems shut off. Except nine, who walks up and stands behind Maelwyn.
Kraven, "Good job." Then he will enter the room to do a more thorough search of the place.
Investigation: 13
"Oooo more muscle. That's always good. Good thing you know numbers." Qatya pokes one of the others with the butt end of her Maul. "Should we break these just in case?"
There is one exit to the room besides the one you came from.
Winking at Qatya's just he replies, "tis best to know your numbers when counting your gold!"
"Well, done," Khalani murmurs, feeling a bit jealous that he didn't get a chance to answer the riddle. Moving towards the exit, he stops and examines it for magic, and beyond.
Tandor the White, Human Life Cleric
There is no magic beyond the door.
Kraven will take a look at the door and see if it is trapped or locked.
Investigation: 9
You cannot find any traps.
Qatya is getting tired of all this caution, she rudely brushes past and opens the door.
Kraven is pushed to the side and then backs up quickly as Qatya pushes past him and through the door, glaring at his companions back.
Smiling at the brashness, Caal leans to Khalani and Kraven as Qatya goes through the door.
"Sometimes it's best to let others spring the traps" he says with a fang-filled grin as he moves past them and cautiously follows Qatya through the door.
A short flight of stairs leads up to a dry corridor. Just around the corner is a turnstile.
(I don't normally push forward but I felt Qatya getting antsy.) Qatya looks back "...What?"
Khalani looks bemusedly at the turnstile. "What by the Divine One is that doing here?" He looks past the turnstile, both magically and normally, and, for good measure, at the turnstile.
Perception 14
Tandor the White, Human Life Cleric
Kraven will enter the room and take a look around.
Perception: 18