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"Birds! Music! Maybe we near urn finally?" Ter-raen enthusiastically asks his companions. "Come, we see this room with music?"

Raekz moves forward and knocks the metallic cage a few times with his knuckles, before lowering and commenting, "Well, I'm not certain if I should be surprised or not."

Looking at the little gnome almost collapsing at his feet, Ter-raen wonders for a moment just what could have happened to his companion. Spider bite that painful? Holding out his hand for Erf's backpack, Ter-raen offers to carry it for him. "Come, Ter-raen carry for you. Better?" OOC: Apologies...

Raekz will stay there and massage his aching shoulder. "Well, that went well... I think."

Raekz tries to leap aside the gate as it goes by him, but he's not too sure if the wall dangerously close beside him will get in his way... Reflex save (1d20+3)=11

OOC: Horsie style! :D

AC 18, Flatfoot 16, HP 25 Ter-raen isn't afraid of spiders! They might be bigger than normal, but at least they're just up-sized creatures that Ter-raen has bested before. They're not anywhere as unreal as paintings anyway. Ter-raen steels himself for their assault, starting to weave a...

OOC: Up sounds good.

Raekz raises his lips in utter amusement. A horse, and two hobs. What a way! "Well, I'm all for the brute force method, considering it sounds as such ridiculous an idea that it grows on me. Just let me know how you'd like my muscle applied." Raekz then takes a step back to let 354b try his...

Raekz takes a small step back and to Jehen's right, his hand slowly moving towards his guisarme, but not actually drawing it yet. If anyone is going to pull a fast one, let it be us, he mentally cautions himself.

Raekz inches a little closer to Jehen, and mumbles to her, "With no horse hair, how... inconvenient."

Ter-raen extends a hand out to take the instrument from the gnome. Looking at it closer, he twirls the little thing around, spinning it a few times, tossing it up and down a few times. He then wipes the mouthpiece on his tunic, and puts it to his mouth, taking a deep breath before gently blowing...

"Yes, a back storage room, of course, I must have missed that! A back storage room for the horses, perhaps?" suggests Raekz helpfully, as he raises his hand to his eyes, looking for horse hair, and perhaps a little bit more. Spot (1d20-1)=19, Search (1d20+2)=15

"Come, Ter-raen take a look." The half-orc barbarian slowly takes the papers from the dwarf, and scrutinises the arcane writing on it. Moments later, just as slowly, he returns the papers to the dwarf, agreeingly saying, "This person drawing is terrible, Ter-raen don't make any sense of it."...

Sense Motive (1d20-1)=15 Raekz cocks his head at the half-elf's words, listening to him while being pretending to be on the lookout for more trouble from the back. He paces the area slowly, eyes gazing over the cell. "Strange room, this. A cell this big... I wonder what it would be used for...

OOC: I want a little more exploration too! Ter-raen can grumble for all i care ;)

OOC: Ter-raen favours the turn paintings into recyclable paper procedure :D

Ter-raen stoicly follows the gnome, his scimitar still dangling limply by his side. He obviously expects more paintings. A nod of his head at the dwarf's words of consolation, but he cannot help his feelings. It's not a fear of paintings, rather more a faint sense of disgust at all the life-like...

Ter-raen steps into the room, and immediately his arms fall limp to his side as he is assaulted by all the paintings. All his enthusiasm a moment ago about clearing the first floor has been drained away from the tip of his blade to the air around him. He remains silent.

OOC: That sounds like a good plan to me!