Convinced that he's not going to find anything, because he never finds anything, Mal will open the closest door to their immediate location.
The room that the door opens into has a stone table at the center and is cut with dark stained runnels the floor is slightly sloped toward a rusted drain grill in the center of the room. Most of the knives, hammers, and flensing tools have long since decayed into rust.
The walls are slightly wet and a closed cabinet stands at the rear of the room.
Khutulun moves softly across the room and opens up the cabinet.
As Khutulun steps into the room she feels the tiles shift slightly under her feet with a wet squelch and a deep gurgling noise issues from the drain, like that of some great beast drawing in a wet breath.
The tiles seem to swell upwards slightly...she is still a few steps from the cabinet.
As Khutulun leaped out of the room there was a loud popping sound and a horrendous miasma of brownish reeking mist rose out of the drain, she was just able to close the door in time to stop it spilling into the corridor but the stench still took their breath away.
"Good to know, lucky we monks travel light. Do you think that trap would reset itself or would it now have spend its... resources and we would be safe to enter?"
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Yevna Galanodel - Wood Elf | Level 8 | Druid/Circle of Spores 6 - Ranger 2 - Ravnica Nyx - Satyr | Level 9 | Rouge/Swashbuckler 5 - Bard/Collage of Lore 4 - Lost Mine of Phandelver/Storm King's Thunder
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Heading through the archway it stops abruptly joining a long corridor running left and right, lit torches sputter in some of the brackets.
Looking right there is a closed door about halfway along in the left most wall and a door at the end of the corridor.
Looking left there is a closed door almost immediately opposite further along the corridor turns to the right.
"Should we start checking doors?" Mal whispers.
Krikoris shrugs, "I guess? I'm still learning about your homeland's customs."
Convinced that he's not going to find anything, because he never finds anything, Mal will open the closest door to their immediate location.
The room that the door opens into has a stone table at the center and is cut with dark stained runnels the floor is slightly sloped toward a rusted drain grill in the center of the room. Most of the knives, hammers, and flensing tools have long since decayed into rust.
The walls are slightly wet and a closed cabinet stands at the rear of the room.
Khutulun moves softly across the room and opens up the cabinet.
Yevna Galanodel - Wood Elf | Level 8 | Druid/Circle of Spores 6 - Ranger 2 - Ravnica
Nyx - Satyr | Level 9 | Rouge/Swashbuckler 5 - Bard/Collage of Lore 4 - Lost Mine of Phandelver/Storm King's Thunder
As Khutulun steps into the room she feels the tiles shift slightly under her feet with a wet squelch and a deep gurgling noise issues from the drain, like that of some great beast drawing in a wet breath.
The tiles seem to swell upwards slightly...she is still a few steps from the cabinet.
Krikoris glances around the room and whispers quietly, "This looks too familiar. I've seen rooms like this before, we shouldn't linger."
"Did you hear that... the floor seems to be shifting."
Yevna Galanodel - Wood Elf | Level 8 | Druid/Circle of Spores 6 - Ranger 2 - Ravnica
Nyx - Satyr | Level 9 | Rouge/Swashbuckler 5 - Bard/Collage of Lore 4 - Lost Mine of Phandelver/Storm King's Thunder
The sound continued...growing louder...
"Maybe we should get out of the room" she shouts as she jumps backwards into the passageway.
Yevna Galanodel - Wood Elf | Level 8 | Druid/Circle of Spores 6 - Ranger 2 - Ravnica
Nyx - Satyr | Level 9 | Rouge/Swashbuckler 5 - Bard/Collage of Lore 4 - Lost Mine of Phandelver/Storm King's Thunder
Mal draws his shortbow, backing into the corridor.
As Khutulun leaped out of the room there was a loud popping sound and a horrendous miasma of brownish reeking mist rose out of the drain, she was just able to close the door in time to stop it spilling into the corridor but the stench still took their breath away.
"No traps you say... they may be old but they seem to work despite the effects of time."
Yevna Galanodel - Wood Elf | Level 8 | Druid/Circle of Spores 6 - Ranger 2 - Ravnica
Nyx - Satyr | Level 9 | Rouge/Swashbuckler 5 - Bard/Collage of Lore 4 - Lost Mine of Phandelver/Storm King's Thunder
Krikoris moves back away from the door to avoid the fumes, "Agreed, perhaps a more careful search going forward?"
The odour dissipated quickly and no further sounds could be heard.
Mal shrugs, a little sheepishly. "I'm not used to situations like this, I'm more of a pickpocket, to be honest. I'll try to keep a better eye out."
"Good to know, lucky we monks travel light. Do you think that trap would reset itself or would it now have spend its... resources and we would be safe to enter?"
Yevna Galanodel - Wood Elf | Level 8 | Druid/Circle of Spores 6 - Ranger 2 - Ravnica
Nyx - Satyr | Level 9 | Rouge/Swashbuckler 5 - Bard/Collage of Lore 4 - Lost Mine of Phandelver/Storm King's Thunder
"Well, now that we know it's there, I can try to disarm it."
Mal takes a few small items out of his pouch, and returns to the doorway, assessing the best way to disable the trap.
Sleight of Hand: 18
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Dexterity check: 11