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Reis once again is left futilely jerking at his bonds. Christopher hurries up the stairs, where he runs into Tibard. He is still blinking his eyes rapidly to clear off the aftereffects of the smoke. "What's going on, where is everyone?"

May as well. 1d20+3 = 17

Not a bad idea, but as Scott said Reis and Karl are more or less stuck. I did have Christopher try to move into the tower last round though. Rae, any word on that? It's in the ooc block of my previous post.

Reis struggles futilely as the vines wind around his legs again. Reflex save: 1d20+6=11 Christopher gropes in the darkness for the tower door, trying to escape the stifling cloud at its base. I can't tell from the map where the door to the tower is, but I think it's right behind Christopher...

Reis cries out as the burst of light reaches him. Momentarily blinded, he gropes for his daggers. Reis draws two daggers. I didn't realize Christopher was completely blinded, but might as well leave the readied action as it is. He just won't use it if he can't see anything.

Christopher's fortitude save: 1d20 = 7 Reis' will save: 1d20 = 8 Choking and squinting in the black smoke that has enveloped the tower, Christopher scans his surroundings wildly. Seeing no immediate threat, he steadies himself and waits tensely for an enemy to appear. Christopher readies an...

Reis' will save: 1d20 = 15 I'd be willing to run Christopher if necessary.

Reis is also by the parapet. Initiative: 1d20+3

Reis nods in agreement with Tibard. "I don't see anything useful." Listen check: 1d20+5=16 Sorry! Had my wisdom teeth out two days ago and I've been kind of out of it since then.

Reis follows Karl up to the top of the tower, but his face darkens as he takes in the view. "Look at this," he says disgustedly, waving a hand out at the miles of wooded landscape. "How are we supposed to track two pixies through this?"

After scanning the first floor yields nothing, Reis shrugs and nods toward the staircase. "Let's take a look around the upper floors. I doubt we'll find anything relating to our fey friends, but it can't hurt to look." But before moving on, he leans down and plucks two daggers from the...

Reis looks around the room curiously. "Well, that was strange. I wonder who trapped the skeleton in here. It can't have been too long ago, either the skeleton or the door would have broken." He stands by the door hefting his mace while he watches the newcomer examine the daggers. "Find...

Seeing that the newcomer seems to be getting along fine with Tibard, Reis nods a friendly hello but remains silent. Instead, he busies himself by unstrapping the mace from his pack and keeping an eye on the door.

Reis doesn't have either knowledge skill - unless you want untrained checks, but I'd assume not. Huh. I could have sworn I took knowledge(nature). :hmm:

Reis glances at Tibard. "Well, I'm no lockpick. Shall we kick in the door?" Yep, happy easter to you all as well. :) I'm assuming the banging noises have been continuing?

Reis hesitates for a few moments. Then as the next beat comes, he shrugs and walks cautiously up to the tower, drawing his rapier as he goes. With his free hand, he gives the door a shove to see if it opens.

Reis eyes the noisy watchtower dubiously. "I doubt there's anything of use to us here... and I don't exactly like the look of that. Maybe we should head back." Despite his own advice, he pauses, peering at the tower door, and loosens one of his daggers in its sheath. I'd be glad to have another...

Caught between Tibard rushing off and Jonah refusing to go any further, Reis throws his hands up in frustration. "Leaving? Now?" he says, giving Jonah a hard look. "We were payed to complete this job - not to abandon it at the first difficulty..." But he seems to take some motivation from his...

Reis nods. "Well, I suppose that's something. We'd better..." he trails off and looks at the others, clearly at a loss. When no ideas are immediately forthcoming, he raises his hands in defeat and his voice quickens. "Oh, I don't know. This is bad. They flew away with the chest, there's nothing...

Reis exhales sharply, shaking his head in disappointment. "Magic. I glimpsed the chest being lifted out of your pack through the smoke, by invisible hands as it seemed. I was hoping I had imagined it, but I suppose not." He pauses, then looks up again as the next thought strikes him. "Oh - the...