Branding's Age of Worms, the 4th Generation

If the third time's the charm, what is the second?

Once more you head down the corridor of the blue lantern, nervous about what lies ahead and above. The wind had scoured the hallways clean of all bones and debris, with only the lantern to be found here now.

Gregor and Owen take their time and carefully tie a length of rope around each of them (OOC: Take 20 on Use Rope). Owen goes up first, followed by Gregor, once he has slung a second length of rope around his shoulders and grabbed a lantern. Tethered together securely, both men carefully climb the lantern chain and swing over to the ledge of the platform. The memory of nearly being blown off of it still looms menacingly in their minds (OOC: Take 10 on Climb checks).

Once they have their feet under them again, Gregor takes the second rope and fastens it around his waist. The other end he knots around the top ring of the lantern chain, the only anchor point to be found in the otherwise blank corridor (OOC: Take 20 on Use Rope).

After checking the integrity of the rope one last time, Owen reaches into his belt pouch and pulls out the magical goggles you found in the level below. Gregor meanwhile has lit the lantern to provide some illumination in this otherwise dark corridor, and hands it to his companion. Now that they can see where they are going, they notice that the eyes on the face at the far end of the corridor have stopped flashing.

Taking a deep breath, the Diamond Lake street urchin moves toward the face, carefully searching both the floor and walls for any triggering mechanism. The goggles immediately adjust themselves, magnifying the details of the stone workmanship, making Owen gasp in awe (OOC: Adding +5 circumstance bonus to his Search check, on which he is already Taking 20; total bonus: +32). The scratches on the floor noticed earlier now seem like deep furrows in the tan flagstone.

Approximately sixty feet down the hallway Owen finally finds a trigger plate in the floor and realizes that this is what he must have stepped on the first time. Carefully avoiding it he momentarily looks up and notices that an element of the bas-relief face has changed. Its mouth has widened considerably and is now literally open, revealing a dark chamber beyond. The opening is large enough so that even Gregor should be able to pass through it without much difficulty. Through it he can see the corridor continuing for less than 10 feet before opening into a long, dark room with no floor. A three-foot wide beam of some kind of wood spans the chasm, leading straight ahead into darkness. The room itself seems to be about 20 feet in width, with walls covered in a honeycomb of geometric patterns. The featureless stone ceiling can barely be glimpsed about 20 feet above the beam.

Owen makes sure to check the rest of the corridor on his side of the face for additional trigger plates, but finds none.
 
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Voadam

Legend
Though his curse tainted eyes can pierce the darkness, Gregor lights the lantern so that Owen can see as he checks the corridor.
 

Mista Collins

First Post
As they make their way down the corridor, Owen points out all the details he notices to Gregor. "It looks like it is safe for the others to come up here now. I'm confident this trigger plate is the only one for that trap. Plus I think lighting those lanterns down there caused this thing to open up."
 

silentspace

First Post
As Majakilar waits below, he studies the lights, wondering if there is a pattern in them. "I wonder if Gregor and Owen are floating in the Elemental Plane of Air now. Remember near the beginning of the cave, there were whispering sounds? I bet that was a message in Auran. Probably telling us to light all the lamps before climbing up the chain." He grins at the thought.
 


One by one, Gregor helps his fellow spelunkers climb the forty feet to the entrance of the hidden Corridor of the Face, while Owen holds the lantern so that the humans do not have to struggle in the shadowy light of the blue lantern. After everyone has safely made the ascent the giant miner takes a well-deserved break to catch his breath. Even with his tremendous strength it had been a test of endurance to pull up that many people in so short a time.

Once everyone has rested and readjusted their belongings Gregor and Owen take great pains to point out the trigger plate for the flashing face trap on their way to its mouth. Through it, the group can all now see the corridor continuing for about ten feet before opening into a long, dark room with no floor. A three-foot-wide beam of petrified wood spans the chasm, leading straight ahead to a metal door at the far end of the room, about 50 feet away. About ten feet below the beam, countless iron spheres the size of large oranges form an irregular floor, but it's impossible to tell if they represent a wholly solid surface. The walls to the left and right are covered in a honeycomb of geometric patterns. The featureless stone ceiling hangs about twenty feet over the beam. The light sources you carry are the only illumination at hand.

At the moment no one has yet dared to step through the mouth of the androgynous face that almost caused the death of the entire party not too long ago.
 

Voadam

Legend
"I don't like these bald people's creations. At all." Having caught his breath Gregor heaves himself up to volunteer to be the first one through the mouth, though he will stop before the beam.
 

Mista Collins

First Post
Holding his hand up to stop Gregor from advancing into the mouth, Owen again realizes the massive size of the man. "Before you lead us into battle or danger, let me check for any traps." with a smile Owen continues. "I don't want to be a limp body in your arms again."
 

Azten

First Post
Azten occupies himself with examining the floor plate he missed earlier, and the stone face portal. He is certainly curious about the next passage and it's wonders, but at the moment his sense of curiousity is somewhat muted by the experience of the wind tunnel passage.

Be careful up there
 

silentspace

First Post
"Yes Owen, this is certainly trapped. Or at least... difficult to pass. Maybe passing the bridge is a test, like lighting the lamps." Peering over Owen's shoulder, Majakilar studies the geometric patterns, seeing if he can make anything of them.

[Int check +1?]
 

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