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"The vermin, they are waiting for us." She says in a hush tone and pointing in the direction of the cave.

OOC: Deuce Traveler, what type of roll do you want for a lasso attempt?

"Ugh...lets just get moving into the cavern. I don't want to be down here any longer then we absolutely have to." Dame Morrogrim shudders and walks towards the entrance of the cave, watching out for any indications of the swarm. Perception: Morrogrim: 1d20+4=19 Olkoi: 1d20+5=22

"Oh, we're goin' to try. Can your arrow hold a hemp rope?" Thuk asks as he looks around for any sort of lever or device to help clear the water and snakes. Perception: 1d20+4=15

"That would be acceptable to me, Robert." A small thrush flutters down the elevator shaft, circles the group's heads as they step out and lands on a high ledge close to Morrogrim, as she looks around the cellar. Perception: Morrogrim: 1d20+4=8 Olkoi: 1d20+5=24

Dame Morrogrim raises a hand to her face and scrunches her nose in disgust. Tirgas! Allow me to introduce you to some of my finer soaps when we finish with this task.

Let me see those rubies. Thuk rolls the gems in his hand for a bit, contemplating putting them in the sockets verses how much he wants to pocket the gems. Eventually, the sockets win out and he reaches up to place them in the dragon's eyes.

"Indeed, let us finish this unpleasantness. And allow me to tell you two, I can attest there is quiet a bit of unpleasantness." Dame Morrogrim strides to the elevator, steps in and turns around, looking at the others expectantly. "Shall we go?"

Dame Morrogrim departs the cavern via the lift and heads straight for her room in the Inn without talking to anyone. She spends the night making herself presentable and cleaning her gear before retiring to her bed. In the morning, she wakes rejuvenated and with renewed stubborn determination...

"Agreed. Lets head out."

Thinking twice, he grabs the skull out of the sarcophagus. He strings it through the empty eye sockets with a little twine and ties off to his belt. "If this turns out to be that Serzrakan, it could be worth something." he says, looking at his partners. "I know someone might want the skull of a...

Thuk pokes the jewels with his finger and then moves to the sarcophagus. Pushing the bones around with the back of his hand, he inspects the contents for anything more. If nothing else is found, he grabs the robes, shakes off the dust and any contents, and slings it over his shoulders like a...

ooc:I am not sure how that works either with the xp. I guess it is a carry-over from my other LPF character? Also SK, are you going to be gone for a long time? Do we need to find another GM while your gone?

OOC: Hey wait, I thought Garadh was opening the sarcophagus? If he can't open it with his roll, I was going to help.

OOC: So, are we doing the recruiting? Is there a time line? It seems like we have kinda stalled...

OOC: So, whats the plan?

Thuk walks towards the western wall and takes a close look for anything suspicious. Perception: 1d20+4=17

Thuks stares blankly at Lightfeather with head slightly cocked and mouth open. "Wut?"

"Watcha you guys think? The pearl in there?" Thuk cautiously looks around the cave with falchion drawn at the ready. 1d20+4=5 OOC: lol, poor clueless Thuk...couldn't find a barn even if he was inside it.