DM- i overexaggerated the distance; more like 100 feet. The hallway is about 30 feet, the rest is the main room. Four pillars in the rom with the altar.
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Leomyar walks up to one of the pillars and shines his torch over it, inspecting the runes craved into the rock, he doesn’t know what language it is but he’s looking for any clues of boobytraps lining the area, still haven’t seen the creature yet as he’s near the entrance.
"I could cast Light on a stone and throw it ahead to light up the other end," suggest Marva. "But that might get the jelly's attention. Of course it might see our torchlight anyway. Wait - can jellies see?"
Leomyar is checking for any signs of boobytraps that might be hiding in the WALL, he moves away from the wall and goes to stand next to Marva “Well I’ve got that covered Salvador, if anything is to happen then I’ll just burn it to kingdom come.”
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Panvalor shook his head at his overeager companions who had already entered the temple before calmly walking in "Well at least this will be exciting" he said as he checked his hand crossbow and unsheathed his rapier before looking around the ancient ruins.
Leomyar draws his battle axe after he notices Panvalor, he’s a two weapon fighter but one hand is preoccupied with holding the torch to light everyone’s way.
Marva casts Light on a crossbow bolt and loads it into her light crossbow. She laughs quietly and says, "Light light crossbow - get it?" To Leomyar, she says, "This should help us see, just in case you need to drop the torch to fight."
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DM: Into the Feywild Marva Stormaventendrian - Level 1 Dragonborn Cleric of the Tempest - Looking for a campaign
And for the first time you hear Leomyar genuinely laughing at Marva’s joke, as it reminds him of his wife’s sense of humour, he turns his attention away from Marva when he catches himself and takes a step forward, still keeping his cards close to his chest “Lets get this over and done with, then everyone can get paid and we can hopefully be home before this dragon turns up.”
Panvalor smirks and lets out a slight airy chuckle at Marvas joke before stepping closer to the others the blade of his rapier glimmering in the new light. "Perhaps the path of the entertainer could be in your future cleric, the gods know that the world needs more laughter." he said as continued to scan their surroundings.
Leomyar lights a torch and heads into the temple “If you want to join in the hunt, feel free to.” He calls back at the group
she / they
DM- i overexaggerated the distance; more like 100 feet. The hallway is about 30 feet, the rest is the main room. Four pillars in the rom with the altar.
Rogue Shadow, the DM (and occasional) PC with schemes of inventive thinking
Leomyar walks up to one of the pillars and shines his torch over it, inspecting the runes craved into the rock, he doesn’t know what language it is but he’s looking for any clues of boobytraps lining the area, still haven’t seen the creature yet as he’s near the entrance.
insight 23
she / they
"I could cast Light on a stone and throw it ahead to light up the other end," suggest Marva. "But that might get the jelly's attention. Of course it might see our torchlight anyway. Wait - can jellies see?"
Nature check: 4
She knows nothing about ochre jellies, lol.
DM: Into the Feywild
Marva Stormaventendrian - Level 1 Dragonborn Cleric of the Tempest - Looking for a campaign
DM- To Leo, no boobytraps yet, but he feels a discrepancy in the wall
To Marva, whether they can see or not, she doesn't know
Any others inside?
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Salvador:" So what do these jellys do, that fire can't resolve?"
Marcel Lowsteel - Human Barbarian - lv 1 -Surviving Port Nyanzaru
(I called it! I knew a curveball was coming)
Leomyar runs his giant claw hand over the wall gently, being very careful not to trigger anything and humming to himself in curiosity
investigation 6
she / they
Leomyar-hmmm...this wall looks like it's... A WALL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Rogue Shadow, the DM (and occasional) PC with schemes of inventive thinking
Oh and btw, a Perception check, all of you in the temple
Rogue Shadow, the DM (and occasional) PC with schemes of inventive thinking
Leomyar is checking for any signs of boobytraps that might be hiding in the WALL, he moves away from the wall and goes to stand next to Marva “Well I’ve got that covered Salvador, if anything is to happen then I’ll just burn it to kingdom come.”
perception 20
she / they
Marva looks all around the room, wondering if anything is hiding behind columns. She peers into the darkness at the edge of the torchlight.
Perception: 6
She looks back, as well, and with a loud whisper says, "Panvalor! Willow! Venbella! It looks okay in here. We could use your help, though."
DM: Into the Feywild
Marva Stormaventendrian - Level 1 Dragonborn Cleric of the Tempest - Looking for a campaign
Panvalor shook his head at his overeager companions who had already entered the temple before calmly walking in "Well at least this will be exciting" he said as he checked his hand crossbow and unsheathed his rapier before looking around the ancient ruins.
Perception: 17
Leomyar draws his battle axe after he notices Panvalor, he’s a two weapon fighter but one hand is preoccupied with holding the torch to light everyone’s way.
she / they
Marva casts Light on a crossbow bolt and loads it into her light crossbow. She laughs quietly and says, "Light light crossbow - get it?" To Leomyar, she says, "This should help us see, just in case you need to drop the torch to fight."
DM: Into the Feywild
Marva Stormaventendrian - Level 1 Dragonborn Cleric of the Tempest - Looking for a campaign
And for the first time you hear Leomyar genuinely laughing at Marva’s joke, as it reminds him of his wife’s sense of humour, he turns his attention away from Marva when he catches himself and takes a step forward, still keeping his cards close to his chest “Lets get this over and done with, then everyone can get paid and we can hopefully be home before this dragon turns up.”
she / they
Panvalor smirks and lets out a slight airy chuckle at Marvas joke before stepping closer to the others the blade of his rapier glimmering in the new light. "Perhaps the path of the entertainer could be in your future cleric, the gods know that the world needs more laughter." he said as continued to scan their surroundings.
"Well that was a light joke!" and Salvador smiles.
He looks around at the entrance of the temple with his hooded latern.
Perception:17
Marcel Lowsteel - Human Barbarian - lv 1 -Surviving Port Nyanzaru
DM-Marva and Pan both see a sickeningly yellow goop on the altar before them.
Where is Leo? What I'll say will depends on his placement.
Salvador on the other hand suspects nothing and moves forward.
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DM [ooc] As for the "called the curveball" exclamation, I have this to say:
"Aw, c'mon! You're not even at the bad part!"
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oh, and I can't see Leomyar's sheet. DDB says File not found, or words to that effect
Rogue Shadow, the DM (and occasional) PC with schemes of inventive thinking