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<blockquote data-quote="datacorrupt" data-source="post: 567473" data-attributes="member: 8167"><p>The room behind the door was lit by a single rod with another flame spell cast upon it. To the southeast a staircase wound down, and a curtain blocked off the northern part of the room. There were also to doors set into the east wall, both closed.</p><p></p><p>Magnus stood over the lifeless body of the guard that ran away, and footsteps could be heard coming up the steps. </p><p></p><p>"Good one Magnus, you alerted someone." Bard said and quickly regretted it.</p><p></p><p>Magnus spun around and snorted his rage and as the man rounded the corner in the stairs he spun again planning on taking his anger out on this man instead of Bard. Before Magnus could make it to the stairs a streak of flame flew up and slammed into his chest, scorching the hide that he wore. Magnus was thrown back and Llewellyn took up his place. </p><p></p><p>Flying forward Llewellyn began his incantations, the mage, unable to fend off Llewellyn's magic, let out a scream and covered his eyes. He grabbed a wand from his belt and waved it around, his eyes clenched tightly shut. </p><p></p><p>Magnus by this time had regained his footing and was now dusting off his armor. "That does it!" he screamed charging down the steps at the mage, who waved the wand once more, but that was all. Magnus, his armor glowing, brought his greatsword down into the man's left side and cleanly sliced though, his two halves collapsed onto the ground and that was all. Magnus stood over his remains breathing heavily.</p><p></p><p>"It is okay now, Magnus." said Fly coming up alongside him. </p><p></p><p>"Yes, we have work to do," Magnus said moving on down the stairs. </p><p></p><p>"Shouldn't we finish searching up here first?" called Fly.</p><p></p><p>"Go ahead, I'm just going to see if anyone else is around."</p><p></p><p></p><p>*************</p><p></p><p>It didn't take long for the halfling to finish searching the area. One door opened into a strangely fresh Privy that Bard quickly consecrated in his own way, and the next opened into a small room filled with a rather dusty bathtub. The curtained off area held a small cot with rather fine looking pillow made from Waterdhavian silk stuffed with goosedown.</p><p></p><p>"I think the only thing of interest is this," he held up the pillow.</p><p></p><p>"Let it here for now," said Llewellyn "we'll pick it up on the way out. While you are at it search this guy." Llewellyn shuddered at the messy remains.</p><p></p><p>Fly walked to the corpse and began to riffle through it's belongings, trying not to get any blood on him. While he was unfastening the mage's Claw Bracer, a tiny serpent crept down the corpses arm. Fly went on tugging at the clasp, and then the viper attacked. The mage's familiar had survived and now latched it's fangs into Fly's right forearm. Fly swinged his arm around trailing the snake along with him, the venom coursing deeper into Fly. Fly flailed until the snake flew off and Llewellyn stepped on it. "That wasn't good," Fly swayed trying to fight the poison. "I think I'll make it though." he made a small grin at Llewellyn over his bloody arm. </p><p></p><p></p><p>Fly finally gathered the bracer along with an amulet on a chain, the wand that the mage was swinging around, another wand almost like the first, a set of keys and a good deal of coins. He would of had a sack of pearls if Fly wouldn't of stolen them from his house back in Shadowdale, but the Illusion had worn off and the party wasn't familiar with this version of Handragath.</p><p></p><p>They proceeded down the stairs and exited into a hallway lit by another rod that was placed inside a torch sconce. Four sets of manacles were attached to the south wall. Magnus sat on the floor across from these, and now stared at a nearly naked female elf. </p><p></p><p>Magnus looked up at the rest of the group as they made it down the stairs. "Hey guys, meet my new friend. I'm sorry I didn't catch your name." He looked back at her.</p><p></p><p>"Branwynn Eveningfall."</p><p></p><p>"Ah yes," Magnus continued. "Branwynn Eveningfall. She wants to be set free, what do you guys say?" he stood up and wandered off further down the hall.</p><p></p><p>Llewellyn watched Magnus go and then approached the girl. "I apologize for my friend, he seems to have a temper. So tell me what you can about the people that were here, and something about yourself. We must be sure before we let you go that you won't harm us."</p><p></p><p>"Not I," she returned. "The people that have been living here call themselves the Cult of the Dragon, of course my knowledge isn't wide spread so I have no idea what that means. But I do know that there is some sort of secret door or something in the next room because people have been coming and going for days now. And there were some others here with me, but they were taken into the next room a good hour or so ago."</p><p></p><p>"How did you find yourself here?"</p><p></p><p>"Ah, that old wizard. Handragath or whatever his name is, approached our group in a disguise, he just went up the steps, then you came down. He told us to find him a book and that he'll pay us in pearls. We agreed, and were taken prisoner. My friends have already been taken into that other room, but I'm not sure why they keep me here. I've been here for about two days or so. It's hard to tell time without the sun to help you."</p><p></p><p>"Where did your company come from?"</p><p></p><p>"Our band was wide spread, we were only companions for a short time before this. But I come from Evereska, the land of elves."</p><p></p><p>"I see, good enough for me. Fly can you release her?" He backed away and Fly stepped forward, pulling a set of lock picks from a small pouch on his vest. A few seconds later and Branwyn was on her feet rubbing her wrists. </p><p></p><p>"Something has been bugging me since I was brought here." She walked to the North wall, directly opposite from where she sat, and placed her hands against the it. "Hah!" she exclaimed pushing on a certain point and a large portion of the wall moved aside revealing a small room behind. The room was mostly bare except for a few shelves. One shelf contained three fine-looking rapiers, another two books and two scroll cases. </p><p></p><p>"So at least that part of his story was true." Llewellyn said picking up a book and brushing the dust from the cover. "This is Darnarest's spellbook. This other one," he blew on it as well "Darnarest's Guide to Enchanting Blades. Hmm.." He quickly evoked a spell allowing him to see magic, "Yup, this rapier is magical, the other two are well made though. I'm sure we could get a decent amount of money for all of this."</p><p></p><p>"May I have the Spellbook?" voiced Branwynn. "Mine was taken from me." </p><p></p><p>"Of course." Llewellyn opened the scroll cases and read the spells within with another one of his spells that allowed him to read arcane writing. "These are some decent spells. Here take one of these too." He handed one to Branwynn. Then Magnus appeared at the entrance. </p><p></p><p>"You take to freaking long, let's go already."</p><p></p><p>The group left the confines of the secret room and moved over to another, much larger room. This room was lit by three continual flame rods set into torch sconces. A long table covered one wall, and bookshelves were in two corners, a stone well in another corner. A deck of loosely piled cards sat on the table, with two sturdy wooden chairs sat nearby. An alcove to the south contained a brazier and an unusual carving on the wall.</p><p></p><p>Magnus picked up the cards and flipped through them then slid them into his pack, and turned to the group. "Now what, did you find the book?"</p><p></p><p>"Yes, but you killed the man that was going to pay us for it." Magnus snorted. "But Branwynn told us that these people are from the Cult of the Dragon and they are taking people from this area and through a secret door in this room."</p><p></p><p>"So I believe, I've never been in here so i don't know where they take them." she said.</p><p></p><p>"Fine, find the door and I'll knock it down." Magnus said plopping down into one of the wooden chairs.</p><p></p><p>The group split up and searched the room. Not finding much of interest. Dragonfly made his way to the alcove to the south of the room. An eight-foot-wide circular area on the wall of the alcove was carved to show a swirling cloudlike border, within which was a splendid city within a great forest. The iron brazier stood in the near portion of the alcove, its one-foot-wide bowl containing a granular white substance. </p><p></p><p>"Llew, what do you make of this stuff?" Fly called out picking up some of the stuff and letting it trickle through his fingers. "It just feels like sand to me." </p><p></p><p>Llewellyn came and stood over him. "It isn't sand, it's salt. But why is it here?" </p><p></p><p>Fly walked into the alcove more fully to examine the wall more closely. </p><p></p><p>"I believe I've seen pictures of that city before." Llewellyn said placing a hand to his chin.</p><p></p><p>"I don't see any mechanisms for a secret door, but there is a lot of that salt on the floor." He gestured to the piles of salt that had built up in the crack that separated the floor from the wall. </p><p></p><p>"Step back let me try something." Llewellyn said picking some of the salt up and sprinkling it in the alcove, but nothing happened. "Hmm," he said again, and picking up more salt he threw it at the carving. The carving then began to wave and turned a vibrant green and through it could be seen the interior of a small cave with a pool of water and a statue of a woman. "There you go Magnus." Llewellyn called back over his shoulder. "A door for you to charge through." </p><p></p><p>Magnus stood and walked over to the alcove. "And you expect me to go through there?"</p><p></p><p>"Yes, unless you are scared."</p><p></p><p>"Me, scared, hold your tongue." And with that Magnus an through the portal, the rest of the party following behind him.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="datacorrupt, post: 567473, member: 8167"] The room behind the door was lit by a single rod with another flame spell cast upon it. To the southeast a staircase wound down, and a curtain blocked off the northern part of the room. There were also to doors set into the east wall, both closed. Magnus stood over the lifeless body of the guard that ran away, and footsteps could be heard coming up the steps. "Good one Magnus, you alerted someone." Bard said and quickly regretted it. Magnus spun around and snorted his rage and as the man rounded the corner in the stairs he spun again planning on taking his anger out on this man instead of Bard. Before Magnus could make it to the stairs a streak of flame flew up and slammed into his chest, scorching the hide that he wore. Magnus was thrown back and Llewellyn took up his place. Flying forward Llewellyn began his incantations, the mage, unable to fend off Llewellyn's magic, let out a scream and covered his eyes. He grabbed a wand from his belt and waved it around, his eyes clenched tightly shut. Magnus by this time had regained his footing and was now dusting off his armor. "That does it!" he screamed charging down the steps at the mage, who waved the wand once more, but that was all. Magnus, his armor glowing, brought his greatsword down into the man's left side and cleanly sliced though, his two halves collapsed onto the ground and that was all. Magnus stood over his remains breathing heavily. "It is okay now, Magnus." said Fly coming up alongside him. "Yes, we have work to do," Magnus said moving on down the stairs. "Shouldn't we finish searching up here first?" called Fly. "Go ahead, I'm just going to see if anyone else is around." ************* It didn't take long for the halfling to finish searching the area. One door opened into a strangely fresh Privy that Bard quickly consecrated in his own way, and the next opened into a small room filled with a rather dusty bathtub. The curtained off area held a small cot with rather fine looking pillow made from Waterdhavian silk stuffed with goosedown. "I think the only thing of interest is this," he held up the pillow. "Let it here for now," said Llewellyn "we'll pick it up on the way out. While you are at it search this guy." Llewellyn shuddered at the messy remains. Fly walked to the corpse and began to riffle through it's belongings, trying not to get any blood on him. While he was unfastening the mage's Claw Bracer, a tiny serpent crept down the corpses arm. Fly went on tugging at the clasp, and then the viper attacked. The mage's familiar had survived and now latched it's fangs into Fly's right forearm. Fly swinged his arm around trailing the snake along with him, the venom coursing deeper into Fly. Fly flailed until the snake flew off and Llewellyn stepped on it. "That wasn't good," Fly swayed trying to fight the poison. "I think I'll make it though." he made a small grin at Llewellyn over his bloody arm. Fly finally gathered the bracer along with an amulet on a chain, the wand that the mage was swinging around, another wand almost like the first, a set of keys and a good deal of coins. He would of had a sack of pearls if Fly wouldn't of stolen them from his house back in Shadowdale, but the Illusion had worn off and the party wasn't familiar with this version of Handragath. They proceeded down the stairs and exited into a hallway lit by another rod that was placed inside a torch sconce. Four sets of manacles were attached to the south wall. Magnus sat on the floor across from these, and now stared at a nearly naked female elf. Magnus looked up at the rest of the group as they made it down the stairs. "Hey guys, meet my new friend. I'm sorry I didn't catch your name." He looked back at her. "Branwynn Eveningfall." "Ah yes," Magnus continued. "Branwynn Eveningfall. She wants to be set free, what do you guys say?" he stood up and wandered off further down the hall. Llewellyn watched Magnus go and then approached the girl. "I apologize for my friend, he seems to have a temper. So tell me what you can about the people that were here, and something about yourself. We must be sure before we let you go that you won't harm us." "Not I," she returned. "The people that have been living here call themselves the Cult of the Dragon, of course my knowledge isn't wide spread so I have no idea what that means. But I do know that there is some sort of secret door or something in the next room because people have been coming and going for days now. And there were some others here with me, but they were taken into the next room a good hour or so ago." "How did you find yourself here?" "Ah, that old wizard. Handragath or whatever his name is, approached our group in a disguise, he just went up the steps, then you came down. He told us to find him a book and that he'll pay us in pearls. We agreed, and were taken prisoner. My friends have already been taken into that other room, but I'm not sure why they keep me here. I've been here for about two days or so. It's hard to tell time without the sun to help you." "Where did your company come from?" "Our band was wide spread, we were only companions for a short time before this. But I come from Evereska, the land of elves." "I see, good enough for me. Fly can you release her?" He backed away and Fly stepped forward, pulling a set of lock picks from a small pouch on his vest. A few seconds later and Branwyn was on her feet rubbing her wrists. "Something has been bugging me since I was brought here." She walked to the North wall, directly opposite from where she sat, and placed her hands against the it. "Hah!" she exclaimed pushing on a certain point and a large portion of the wall moved aside revealing a small room behind. The room was mostly bare except for a few shelves. One shelf contained three fine-looking rapiers, another two books and two scroll cases. "So at least that part of his story was true." Llewellyn said picking up a book and brushing the dust from the cover. "This is Darnarest's spellbook. This other one," he blew on it as well "Darnarest's Guide to Enchanting Blades. Hmm.." He quickly evoked a spell allowing him to see magic, "Yup, this rapier is magical, the other two are well made though. I'm sure we could get a decent amount of money for all of this." "May I have the Spellbook?" voiced Branwynn. "Mine was taken from me." "Of course." Llewellyn opened the scroll cases and read the spells within with another one of his spells that allowed him to read arcane writing. "These are some decent spells. Here take one of these too." He handed one to Branwynn. Then Magnus appeared at the entrance. "You take to freaking long, let's go already." The group left the confines of the secret room and moved over to another, much larger room. This room was lit by three continual flame rods set into torch sconces. A long table covered one wall, and bookshelves were in two corners, a stone well in another corner. A deck of loosely piled cards sat on the table, with two sturdy wooden chairs sat nearby. An alcove to the south contained a brazier and an unusual carving on the wall. Magnus picked up the cards and flipped through them then slid them into his pack, and turned to the group. "Now what, did you find the book?" "Yes, but you killed the man that was going to pay us for it." Magnus snorted. "But Branwynn told us that these people are from the Cult of the Dragon and they are taking people from this area and through a secret door in this room." "So I believe, I've never been in here so i don't know where they take them." she said. "Fine, find the door and I'll knock it down." Magnus said plopping down into one of the wooden chairs. The group split up and searched the room. Not finding much of interest. Dragonfly made his way to the alcove to the south of the room. An eight-foot-wide circular area on the wall of the alcove was carved to show a swirling cloudlike border, within which was a splendid city within a great forest. The iron brazier stood in the near portion of the alcove, its one-foot-wide bowl containing a granular white substance. "Llew, what do you make of this stuff?" Fly called out picking up some of the stuff and letting it trickle through his fingers. "It just feels like sand to me." Llewellyn came and stood over him. "It isn't sand, it's salt. But why is it here?" Fly walked into the alcove more fully to examine the wall more closely. "I believe I've seen pictures of that city before." Llewellyn said placing a hand to his chin. "I don't see any mechanisms for a secret door, but there is a lot of that salt on the floor." He gestured to the piles of salt that had built up in the crack that separated the floor from the wall. "Step back let me try something." Llewellyn said picking some of the salt up and sprinkling it in the alcove, but nothing happened. "Hmm," he said again, and picking up more salt he threw it at the carving. The carving then began to wave and turned a vibrant green and through it could be seen the interior of a small cave with a pool of water and a statue of a woman. "There you go Magnus." Llewellyn called back over his shoulder. "A door for you to charge through." Magnus stood and walked over to the alcove. "And you expect me to go through there?" "Yes, unless you are scared." "Me, scared, hold your tongue." And with that Magnus an through the portal, the rest of the party following behind him. [/QUOTE]
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