(I/C)
Kovid was taking a few steps to the stone barrel when Brendon put his hand on the dwarf’s shoulder and shook his head. “No, Let’s keep scouting the West corridor beyond here.”
Lyra agreed. “I don’t even think we should come back to this room. This whole area is giving me a weird feeling. I doubt there’s anything good in that barrel. Certainly not the crown.” She gave the ground a distrustful look. “Is it just me or were any other rooms this well clean?”
The group all shook their heads and proceeded to file out. Kovid was giving the barrel a hard look (>Stonework, Yellow 4) and outside of it being granite and had a cover on it, without time and proximity, couldn’t tell anything else. Before he did leave though, he gave the room one last once over (=Int check, Yellow 12) and noted something interesting. “You know,” he said,” I assumed there might be some explosive powder work in here. Stand on chair, clean floor, no torch in here.” He pointed to the stool. “But the bottom of the stool, the legs of the stool are actually stone dowels, not wood! And may Thor blight my bunions if I’m wrong, but I would hazard a guess that the legs of the stool are the same stone as the barrel itself.”
Abraxas looked around nervously. “Tha’s wonderful Senor Shortround, but I am uneasy enough. Amigos, make it rapido, then vamonos. ¡Andale!"
The group filed out, closed the door, and then following Brendon and Kovid, made their way NORTH to the end of the hall and looked down both ways of the “T”. To the EAST, the passage seemed to meet up with the other one heading north, so that was a relief. To the WEST though where they wanted to go, the passage went a short distance and then proceeded DOWN a set of steps, and quite a long set – 30’ easily.
“Holy shit,” Lannis swore. “So many steps around here. And they all go down? How do we get to the upper floor of the castle?”
Wyn was meanwhile looking in all directions, carefully being wary for any situation or issue that might affect us. “We should check it out, but let’s be smart and safe, non?”
So the party went down the steps with care, Brendon leading the way and listening (<Hear Noise +20% entire party aware, Red 44) until at the base of the steps they could see the worked stone gave way to natural stone instead. The cave had a bubbling grey pool of liquid, surrounded by coarse red sand. The smell in the room was foul and it looked like the cave went beyond the pool. There were pockets of natural phosphorous fungi growing in patches giving the cave an outline in purplish light.
At the edge of the pool was a body, and from the look of it, had been here for decades and reduced to bones, leaving only patches of leather and the remains of chainmail armor adorning it. The group was confident there were no other noises at this time as they manned the steps from the top of the landing to Brendon at the base of the steps.
Time now is 3:22
(OOC)
What’s the plan?
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