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ooc; the cell's door is a cross section of what seem to be iron bars held within a frame. Said frame is attached to an iron door frame via hinges that are on your side of the cell. the locking mechanism is internal and on the left side, it connects to the doorframe as well, two sturdy steel...

The half elf remarks off handedly, "A thousand Kyberian curses upon this lock! So, what should I call each of you?"

Moving to stand only a foot or so away from the half elf, Jehen noted the musty smell coming off the prisoner's clothes, though his skin and hair didn't seem as dirty. Diving into her task with Gusto, the Inquisitive is unable to detect any traps and begins to work on the lock, quickly...

hey, nope your detect magic is not picking anything up in the chamber ahead of you or on the half elf himself. The half elf edges forward a bit, towards the bars, attempting to hear Raekz' words and gracefully places thin long fingered hands upon the metallic obstruction, asking softly, 'Is...

Nodding his head vigorously, the ragged half elf confirms the shorter adventurer's comment. unable to locate any horse hair or hay or debris that would mark this as a storage chamber. you can't do a search, as you'd have to actually be in the room and touch things with your hands.

Focusing on the hobgoblin, the half-elf becomes distracted, pausing in completing his reveal, and instead responding, "Oh no! This was a back storage room." the half elf's words sound false to your ears, this room may be more than it seems

Comically throwing both long fingered hands over his bearded mouth, the half elf whispers from around them, "Sorry!" Peering down the tunnel, looking over the heroes shoulders, the prisoner's eyes involuntarily shifted to Jehen as she asked about a necklace and a pale skinned hand floated up to...

Spotting the oddly constructed Warforged and the short hobgoblin behind Jehen, the half elf gesture's welcomingly, his melodic tone carrying down the tunnel, "Hello Gentlemen! Why a whole group of you to release me! What more can I tell you? We should make haste! Please, release me!" The man...

I can volunteer for whatever is needed. let's keep it rockin! ~dirK

Taking a step towards the gate, the man seems to open up to the group, revealing quickly, 'I be a local, a long line of those lovin' the freedom of Breland and tha great city Sharn. I worked the docks most while, providin' space for those who pay fer it. But these blokes see fit to run in here a...

ooc; okay, now you're just messin' with me.... ;)

Eyes fluttering open, Genithar's narrow face tightens into a smile as he sees the concern in his young cleric friend's eyes, haltingly sitting up as he murmured, 'Another day, another adventure, eh Corran?' Shaking his head to clear the cobwebs, the robed Wizard is slow in standing, requiring...

ooc; ha! that's kinda funny. way to go! I'm sure LFate's here in spirt... ;) IC Looking peaceful, the tulmult around the Wizard's prone body finally ceases as the devlish figure collapses into the sea.

Leaving Kaz at the entrance to the winding cave, the large warrior unsure his greatsword would be effective anyway, the trio of heroes continue down the narrow corridor, the obviously Arcane Inquisitive leading them on. The cell itself seemed large, as if it could hold many at once, going back...

Genithar continues to bleed, but his elven spirit won't let him expire! ooc; stabalize (1d100=51) failed stabalize roll, will spend AP to stablize at -5

Jehen moved down the corridor, the group following behind her. Threading through the very narrow corridor, the heroes' shoulders brushed the sides of rocky walls and after 20' Jehen can see that the corridor ends in a set of bars, a cell behind it. Two subtle signs are revealed to the astute...

ooc; understood...heh heh...awesome.

ha ha...yea....but I'm stingy. :D Also, by my understanding of the scene, Corran probably could reach Genithar without provoking. Stonegod?

Kaz pockets one of the tokens as the group tromps back to the large entry cave. Moving to the mouth of the final cave, the group sees it extends far back, disappearing into darkness. It is also thin and irregularly shaped, giving it the appearance of twisting and turning, limiting one's view...

Blood begins to pool under the wizard's prone body, slumped awkardly across the floor. ooc; boo-stabilize (1d100=89)