Barnabus stalks forward slowly towards the room, Fife and shield at the.ready. He stops just before the entrance to make sure everybody is accounted for and ready before advancing into the new found area.
Barney: As you move into the room, Fife begins to hum softly. There are 4 closed doors situated around the room, and a stairway going up at the far side. The room itself is strewn with bits of trash and debris, but does not show any recent signs of habitation.
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Kina slows and grows suspicious. "Awfully quiet here." she says. She tries to puzzle out the function of such a long, nondescript corridor. "Pretty narrow. Almost like we're being herded." she says, looking at the door they just came through. She gives it a once over. "Just making sure it's weak enough that I could break it down if I had to... corridors like this are usually a defensive measure, boxing tresspassers in so they can't avoid whatever trap lays in wait." she says.
Barnabus whispers back over his shoulder. "Eyes open. Fife is starting to sing a tune." He continues forward to the center of the room and stops. Slowly turning in a circle he surveys the doors.
Kina tightens her grip on her staff. "Something's not right. Why would just this area be undisturbed and unused? Unless there's something here that they don't want to arouse." she says, and gently taps her staff against some of the old furniture, nudging things here and there at a safe distance. She trots out a little closer to the front, staff now at the ready. "Let's move quickly through here. I have a bad feeling about this."
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"Fife tells me there's somthin' behind each of those doors. I say if it hasn't come out we should just leave it be and move on. Or we open them one at a time. I'll stand out here and try to get the attention of whatever it is while the rest spread out beside the door and come in from behind."
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Kina sticks with the rest of the group, staying near the front with her staff at the ready. "I'm all for just heading through here and not dawdling. Corridors are not where we want to get boxed in without a means to retreat." she says, though she does pause to listen at one of the doors. While stealth isn't really an option for her, she figured she should at least TRY to avoid just bulldozing through the structure and exercise as much caution as she CAN.
Kina laughs lightly and looks down at Bart. "Or if you're on my back and I decide it's time to run. Technically you won't be retreating, just riding the one who IS." she says quietly. "We're deep in unknown enemy territory, surrounded by brainwashed slaves bent on SOMETHING nefarious... as you've demonstrated before, sometimes the wisest action is to ... pull out." Kina whispers the last part with a cheeky, knowing smile. She then straightens up and pushes at one of the doors with her staff from a safe distance. "Who am I kidding, we're carrying the only light source down here. There's no hope we could sneak through here undetected." she says at a more normal volume.
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DM, professional illustrator and comic artist, suffering from severe spinal stenosis, married, middle aged, and nerdy.
"I would suspect it is something dead." Cade speaks up with a wrinkling of his nose. "It just smells like death here... Sure we want to find out what is behind those doors?"
The door opens with no trouble revealing a hallway beyond, which appears to open into a room about 30' north of the door.
Welcome to the Emporium of Mayhem! What sort of mischief do you seek today?
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Barnabus stalks forward slowly towards the room, Fife and shield at the.ready. He stops just before the entrance to make sure everybody is accounted for and ready before advancing into the new found area.
**This Space for Rent**
Barney: As you move into the room, Fife begins to hum softly. There are 4 closed doors situated around the room, and a stairway going up at the far side. The room itself is strewn with bits of trash and debris, but does not show any recent signs of habitation.
Welcome to the Emporium of Mayhem! What sort of mischief do you seek today?
Pyromaniac Wyldfyre searching for her place in the world.
Kina slows and grows suspicious.
"Awfully quiet here." she says.
She tries to puzzle out the function of such a long, nondescript corridor.
"Pretty narrow. Almost like we're being herded." she says, looking at the door they just came through. She gives it a once over.
"Just making sure it's weak enough that I could break it down if I had to... corridors like this are usually a defensive measure, boxing tresspassers in so they can't avoid whatever trap lays in wait." she says.
Investigation: 3
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DM, professional illustrator and comic artist, suffering from severe spinal stenosis, married, middle aged, and nerdy.
Kina: Unfortunately you cannot suss out any rhyme or reason for the layout here. (Passage is 10' wide, each block is 5'x5'.)
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Barnabus whispers back over his shoulder. "Eyes open. Fife is starting to sing a tune." He continues forward to the center of the room and stops. Slowly turning in a circle he surveys the doors.
**This Space for Rent**
Wil perception: 10
Oriovar - Wood Elf Cleric (1) - Sword Coast Campaign
Roy Quigley - Human Artificer (1) - Karrion's Spelljammer Academy Starboard
Barney: as you face each of the doors, Fife's tune rises, dimming in between.
Wil: The bits of furniture and debris bring to mind a common room in a barracks or guard post, but no recent tracks can be seen.
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Kina tightens her grip on her staff.
"Something's not right. Why would just this area be undisturbed and unused? Unless there's something here that they don't want to arouse." she says, and gently taps her staff against some of the old furniture, nudging things here and there at a safe distance. She trots out a little closer to the front, staff now at the ready.
"Let's move quickly through here. I have a bad feeling about this."
DM, professional illustrator and comic artist, suffering from severe spinal stenosis, married, middle aged, and nerdy.
Cade follows the others inside this new chambeer,, eyes scanning the area... perception: 16
"Fife tells me there's somthin' behind each of those doors. I say if it hasn't come out we should just leave it be and move on. Or we open them one at a time. I'll stand out here and try to get the attention of whatever it is while the rest spread out beside the door and come in from behind."
Says Barnabus
**This Space for Rent**
Cade: nothing seems to be recently disturbed but the smell of death and decay lingers heavily in the air.
Welcome to the Emporium of Mayhem! What sort of mischief do you seek today?
Pyromaniac Wyldfyre searching for her place in the world.
Kina sticks with the rest of the group, staying near the front with her staff at the ready.
"I'm all for just heading through here and not dawdling. Corridors are not where we want to get boxed in without a means to retreat." she says, though she does pause to listen at one of the doors. While stealth isn't really an option for her, she figured she should at least TRY to avoid just bulldozing through the structure and exercise as much caution as she CAN.
Perception: 20
DM, professional illustrator and comic artist, suffering from severe spinal stenosis, married, middle aged, and nerdy.
OOC: Break out the bubbly, Kina rolled in the double digits!!!! 😁😁😁😁😁
Oriovar - Wood Elf Cleric (1) - Sword Coast Campaign
Roy Quigley - Human Artificer (1) - Karrion's Spelljammer Academy Starboard
Bart readies his bow and whispers to Kina "I will never have to retreat as long as I have you by my side"
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Kina laughs lightly and looks down at Bart.
"Or if you're on my back and I decide it's time to run. Technically you won't be retreating, just riding the one who IS." she says quietly.
"We're deep in unknown enemy territory, surrounded by brainwashed slaves bent on SOMETHING nefarious... as you've demonstrated before, sometimes the wisest action is to ... pull out." Kina whispers the last part with a cheeky, knowing smile.
She then straightens up and pushes at one of the doors with her staff from a safe distance.
"Who am I kidding, we're carrying the only light source down here. There's no hope we could sneak through here undetected." she says at a more normal volume.
DM, professional illustrator and comic artist, suffering from severe spinal stenosis, married, middle aged, and nerdy.
Kina: listening at the door you think you hear movement, but no voices or even breathing.
As you push at the door, you notices the hinges on the outside, so the door will open towards you.
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"I suppose it could be more prisoners." Suggests Barnabus. "Maybe we should open one and see."
**This Space for Rent**
"I would suspect it is something dead." Cade speaks up with a wrinkling of his nose. "It just smells like death here... Sure we want to find out what is behind those doors?"
"No, I'm fine to move on." Says Barnabus. "But I'm not gonna lie, I'm curious. What do you think everyone, should we open them or move on?"
**This Space for Rent**