Adv: A Simple Dungeon Crawl (DM: DarwinofMind Judge:renau1g)

On Puget Sound · Jan 19, 2010

Grigo tucks the book into his pack. Well, we should keep moving. These zombies were fairly wet and squishy; they probably left a trail we can see.... or smell. I think it might be wise to go to wherever they were coming from.

Having a good sense of logic but not the sharpest eyes in the group, Grigo will Aid Another in spotting any tracks or random missing body parts left by the undead. 16 = success: +2 to someone's Perception

Fragsie · Jan 19, 2010

Having not found anything specific to go on in the mad necromancer's book, Psais settles for prayers that he knows, he briefly kneels before the corpses of each zombie;

"From the unreal, lead them to the Real;
From darkness, lead them unto Light;
From undeath, return them to Immortal rest.
Peace."

When the party are ready to move on Psais turn back to the room for one last plea;
"Mother, please cleanse their souls of the dark secrets that have tainted them."

pacdidj · Jan 19, 2010

On Puget Sound said:
These zombies were fairly wet and squishy; they probably left a trail we can see.... or smell. I think it might be wise to go to wherever they were coming from.

"That's right mate. These buggers're sure to been leaving them scent all over this hole. Let's see what we can find, eh?"

Yimayngurr sniffs the air and begins scouting around for any recent sign of the zombie's passage that might indicate where they or the necromancer entered this chamber.

[sblock="Perception Check"]Perception: 1d20+7=17. Grigo's assist would make it 19, unless someone else wants to take a stab at tracking the zombies and gets a better roll.[/sblock]

elecgraystone · Jan 19, 2010

Jade checks out the ground looking for tracks while the others check out the book.

[sblock="Perception Check"]Perception: 1d20+9=24

Well, since I'm in front I'll make a roll.

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On Puget Sound · Jan 21, 2010

Grigo watches in fascination as Jade looks for tracks. As she puts her hand on the ground and briefly turns it into sniffing bugs, then reforms it and moves to another spot to try, he files the image away in his mind for use in later illusions.

(bumping the thread to keep it on the front page)

Moon_Goddess · Jan 22, 2010

Jade follows the trail left by the zombies through the winding passages, you can tell the catacombs were set up in some sort of maze but it is easy enough to mark your progress to tell where you've been to get back out. The Zombies and the necromancer seemed to have been following some sort of circular path, like a patrol, not a search.

As you travel you see more signs of where the dead had been reannimated from their graves, it's as if half this massive catacomb is now no longer in their resting places. And it is a massasive catacombs. You cross through other passages, other rooms, on one occasion you even pass a balcony over looking what seemed to be a massive vault but your light did no stretch far enough to see into it.

Following the trail in it's path, ahead you hear some noise.

pacdidj · Jan 22, 2010

Yimayngurr's ears perk up at the sounds up ahead. "Careful mates, might be more of them rotting bones up ahead, eh?" Yimayngurr whispers, quietly miming the shambling walk of the recently re-deceased zombies.

"Maybe I better sneak in real quiet-like and check up what's going on..." Yimayngurr advances from the rear of the small contingent, clinging to the shadows. He creeps toward the source of the noise, his every sense alert, trying to determine its cause.

[sblock="Rolls"]Perception=19, Stealth=22[/sblock]

Mewness · Jan 22, 2010

One-Who-Waits merely listens, waiting for Yimayngurr to return.

[sblock=perception]But whatever he's listening to, it ain't in here: perception (1d20+11=12).[/sblock]

elecgraystone · Jan 23, 2010

Jade looks curiously at Yimayngurr as she tries to listen for what he heard. She waits to see where he'd going.

[sblock="Rolls"]I agree with One-Who-Waits. Yimayngurr's smoking something.

1d20+9=11[/sblock]

On Puget Sound · Jan 23, 2010

Grigo is quite used to being the last to notice something but the first to figure out its meaning, so he is not surprised that the hunter can hear something that is inaudible to his own ears. He makes sure his sunrod is securely fastened to his headband and holds his orb ready to cast.