(I/C)
Abraxas sighed, squatting on one of the smaller chairs, sword balanced on his thigh as he polished the blade and looked around. Brendon stuck his head into the hole and looked around and then came out, shaking his head and sneezing. “Lots of vapors in there, Manling,” Kovid offered.
“I noticed,” the Scout replied. “Was thinking of maybe crossing, using the pegs where the scaffolding used to be. But I don’t think I can hold my breath that long.”
“Plus it’s a long way down to who knows how much oil,” the Dwarf added.
“We need to remove zee torch,” Wyn pointed out, drawing a sigh from Lannis.
"While I appreciate a gaping maw to Hells upper levels as much as the next wizard,” the Magic User deadpanned, “I'd rather not fall into one right now. Let me see what I can do about that torch. If no one objects to trying we could use one or two brackets to weigh down a rope to see the depth of the oil, or my darts are of a similar weight.” He rolled up his sleeve and sighted across the dim chamber.
“Senor,” Abraxas offered. “Besides the torch, you should also do something about the grande flint.”
“One miracle at a time, Roadblock.” He proceeded to wave his hips, twisting his hands together as he intoned arcane words, lights dancing around his fingertips.
Watching the Magic User do his spell, Wyn asked with a troubled frown, "Why do you make all de thrusting motions to cast doze darts, Monsieur Offop? You know what, dat fine. You do you."
“In Bet Grav!” He finally intoned and the first Dart tore through a hole in the air and streaked across smashing into the torch (1d4 Damage: Pink 3 and Broken!) and exploding it! Splinters fell out of the sconce and some of the larger pieces hit the oil with a splash. “THAT’S how you do it!” He pumped his fist in the air.
Brendon was tying two of the brackets to the end of his rope nodding. “Lovely. If my hands were free I’d clap.”
“Bah! I just know you are amazed. My dizzying intellect cows you into feelings of inadequacy that you cover up with sarcasm. I forgive you and you are welcome.”
“Good job, Senor Lankless!” Abraxas cheered. “Now the flint?”
“On it.” Once again he chanted, waving his hips and gyrating while Wyn and Kovid and Lyra who were behind him mimed his actions with grotesque thrustings of their own. He came to the end of his spell and once more the air in front of him tore open a streak of force ripped through. “In Bet Grav! Again!” It arced through the space and (1d4 Damage: Red/Black 4 and Broken! Thanks Kelly!!) hit the flint in the center, shattering it into at least a dozen pieces and it too fell into the oil below. “BOOYAH!! High Fives for me!”
The party actually complimented Lannis on his efforts. “At least now we won’t have to worry about the trap going off.”
“Not entirely true, Kovid,” Brendon added as he brought his rope to the hole and started lowering it. “It’s bent in place and can still go off with a lot of weight, but it will not set the oil on fire anymore.”
“Hmmph,” Kovid pouted. “Whatever.”
The Scout lowered the rope and brackets down until it touched the surface of the oil and then continued, submerging until the “clink” of metal touching stone could be heard and the rope briefly slacked. He then pulled it up hand over hand until he could see the base of it, coated in the dark oil from below.
“Hmm,” Kovid and Wyn looked it over. “Six inches.”
“Oui.” Wyn Looked back at the hole. “10 foot square. Zat is ten by ten by ‘alf a foot…Fi’ty cubic feet of oil.”
“Holy Aine!” Lyra swore. “Um..how much is that in flasks? Pints? Gallons? I don’t buy oil by the cubic foot.”
Kovid chuckled. “1 cubic foot is tad under seven and a half gallons.”
“Um..” Lannis grunted.
“Oui Monsieur, 375 Gallons of oil.”
“I am so going to sell all of that.”
Lyra frowned, “Are we getting a bucket to store the oil? We’re going to need flasks or vials as well to keep it on us, no?”
Brendon untied the brackets. “Chances are we can only get at best 2/3rds of that since the last inch or two would be almost impossible to pick up. Plus it’s going down to get it, not a good plan. We can use the bucket and rope at the well to haul up the oil.”
Wyn nodded. “Hokay, then plan. We need to cover this up again so no one takes the oil or knows we know it’s there. Then we need to go outside and get zee bucket and rope, and zhen come back in here and go on to the Scriptorium.”
Kovid nodded. “Well, oil trap confirmed. I’m glad the map we found did end up aligning with our map. That was an early call. Aligns with Jowass’s map too. Now that we have a good sense of what lies ahead let’s not blow ourselves up.” Pointing to the bricks, he added, “Reverse to move the brick line back this way everyone, dump them down the hole into the oil, and then cover up the hole with the blackboard.”
The party worked hard moving the 32 blocks back away from the door and Kovid let them fall into the oil filled room, tossing them near the corners where he could. Lannis was watching the fourth wall carefully (WMC: Red/Black 5) expecting to see something surprise the group but nothing untoward happened. From there the group brought the blackboard back to the wall and Kovid spent some time working the brackets along the corners and then borrowed Abraxas’ hammer to bang them back into place.
And even though this also took some time, Lannis was worried and kept checking the fourth wall (WMC: Red/Black 5) muttering, “Where the fuck are you?” and having Lyra keep her distance from the grumbling magic user.
Finally the party was satisfied, removed the desks from the door and went back into the hall, checking carefully. They went back east to the long hall, walked down south with care listening briefly at each door until finally they made it to the Sitting Room and outside again. From there it was a walk around the outside of the castle where there (WMC: Red/Black 4 – Thanks Kelly – 3 checks – no WMC!) was nothing to alarm the party.
Finally at the well, they worked the FRAYED rope from the spike and Brendon held aloft the FRAYED ROPE and BUCKET. “Got it!” He said (Add 2 Gallon Wooden Bucket [25] and 40’ Frayed Rope [2] to inventory). “Where to now?”
Time now is: 11:54
(OOC)
Success!
XP: Explore : Everyone add 30 XP (Oil trap room)
Lannis: Add 20 XP (Torch and Flint)
What’s next?
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