(I/C)
“Señor Lasanga,” the Fighter said, tapping Brendon on the shoulder, “better to let me open la puerta. Por favor, if you can check for the traps, I will check for the Kobolds. Gracias, Señor."
“Um, wets zee vat is dos cabineto ya?” he answered. “I already checked it for traps – it’s clean.
“Oh.” Abraxas shrugged, lifting his shield high and grabbed the handle firmly.
"Maybe we'll get lucky and find some towels in there,” Lannis offered. “Or monkey chow?"
“Hokay,” Abraxas drew a breath while the group had their weapons up and ready. “Uno…Dos…TRES!” and yanked the handle hard. The door seemed to be struck (<Open Doors +2 str -2 magic, Blue 5), held fast as the cabinet rattled, and then a burst of silver electricity slammed out and channeled into Abraxas’ hand (<Save vs Death Ray, Blue 10) who failed to let go in time, and was lit up in a shimmering glow (1d4 damage, Red/Black 1 – take 1 damage) scalding his hand and then casting him back 4’ to land on his rump with a clang of armor. “Madre de la Dios!”
“Huh,” Brendon said, “Sorry Doc. Must have missed that one.”
“No shit, ya think?” he shook his hand and stood up, Lyra coming forward to check out his hand. “Well?”
She looked it over and patted the back of his arm. “You’ll be fine. Just your pride was bruised.”
“Si, and my culo, too!”
Meanwhile on the face of the cabinet elven writing appeared, along with some symbology to Ishtari, and both Wyn and Lannis read the glowing letters. “Elven members only please.” Lannis looked at Wyn and shrugged. “What do you think?”
Wyn (>Wis check +2 elf, Orange 17) looked at the cabinet and reached out a single finger to the handle as Lannis drew breath to castigate the elf…and the cabinet opened without an issue. “I think, Monsieur, that you need to be an elf to open ze door.”
Brendon stepped up to look inside, Abraxas grumbling, “Well, what do you think you might find? You missed the grande electric burn brujah trap on zee handle.” He wiped off his hands. “I will look too.”
Brendon (>Wis search +2 thief, Red 11), Wyn (<Wis search, Orange 4) and Abraxas (>Wis search, Blue 15) looked inside the large cabinet. Most of the shelves were bare near the top, but the middle shelf had a dozen pink bars of soap, carved into the shape of a leaping dolphin. The shelf below that had 6 pale green terrycloth thick bath towels, neatly folded and in place. “Wow,” Lannis said, “There WERE towels!” He glanced at the door to the south east and said, “If there are some naked men in there balls out I am going to be pissed.”
On the bottom of the cabinet Wyn backed away and using his short sword, looped it under something and withdrew a 5’ dead and mummified viper. “Asp,” he said, “Very dangerous.”
“Looks like it was killed some 30 years ago to me, same spell that wasted the elves,” Lyra ran her fingers across the snake’s scales. “Poor snakey. Mommy is so sorry for you.”
“Ugh, snakes aren’t children,” Lannis said with disgust.
“Maybe not,” she replied staring the magic user down, “but this snake had a mother sometime.”
“It’s not you.”
“Alors, wait,” Wyn held up his hand and crouched low, looking in the area the snake had been coiled up in. The bottom section of the cabinet was set up as a den for the reptile, but on the back wall of it was a golden key, festooned with symbols of Ishatari up on it. “Sacre blu..” he reached in and carefully withdrew the key and the group felt a radiant warmth run through them briefly followed by a breeze that seemed to originate from the key and a chiming sound and then it all faded away.
“Okay, I am not the most learned of amigos,” Abraxas said, “But I would guess, that this is important.”
Brendon nodded his head. “Remember the hobgoblin we were interrogating yesterday?”
“Truthfully no,” Lannis offered, “Feels like it was a month ago.”
“Respect and pay attention, Manling,” Kovid growled.
The Scout grunted thanks at the dwarf. “The hobgoblin said, while arguing with me and Wyn thinking we were goblins, and I quote: ‘Corfard’s been working on the rainbow ward collapsing for years in hopes of getting to the Dirty Elf Chief’s Treasure Vault! But the fucking tricksy elves are so deceitful they bound the keys and hid them in the fucking castle and we’re trying to fucking find it!’ “
“Wow,” Lannis said with raised eyebrows. “That’s impressive you remembered that so well.”
“It’s a gift.”
“Unlike finding traps, Senor.” Abraxas grumbled.
“Enough.” Lyra tapped the key. “So, we have a key that no one but an elf can get and we found it in a cabinet in an area sacred to Ishtari. There is a vault that the Ispan had that Corfard, whoever he is so far, wants to get into. And according to the paper we saw before and Lannis and Wyn’s opinion, this place is sort of set up to be pretty well off for a wizard to cast some spells from. This is one key. We need three more would be my guess.”
“But we don’t know where the vault is.”
“Not yet, but we will.” Lyra pointed to the next door. “All these rooms here ar most likely connected and if there are towels and soap here, might actually be a bathing room next door.”
“I listened there before,” Brendon said, “and I heard some sort of the flapping noise gently against standing water. Fast, slow, and then nothing.”
“So we go?” Wyn asked.
“Um, towels, soap and dead snake? Do we take?” Abraxas asked.
Time now is 9:25
(OOC)
Explore XP: 15 each
Find ONE of FOUR Keys: 250 bonus XP each
Good job guys! What’s next?
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