[Adventure] A Call for Lovers (DM: jbear Judge:Lord Sessadore)

[Neil1889]

Rain hesitates for a moment and then reaches for the last book. For the moment, and conscious of her intrusion, she has a skim of the last few pages only.

"This appears to be a diary of Porpherio's 194 years or so of living here. Question is, where is he? Could there be a secret room, perhaps?"

 

[Son of Meepo]

"We experienced strange distortions of time when we entered the waterfall. I wonder if time flows differently here then outside. If that is true, then I wonder if he'd have survived for so long even if no one found him. It wouldn't surprise me to learn that Oakstaff overestimated our longevity in comparison to his own and may not have considered the problem."

Arcana (1d20+8=20)

"PROPHIERO! If you can hear we have come to help you! An assassin has been sent for you thus you will need our protection! Lady Caerwyn is safe, Soryth could not take her from us and now we need to be sure no one will take you. So, please, come out."

Diplomacy (1d20+11=29)

 

[jbear]

[sblock=Rain's Reading]
Volume 194 reveals Porpherio's intent to entomb his soul. The journal's last lines read: My life and power I seal into the tomb with Caerwyn's soul. Our devotion shall be preserved inside this eternal garden, which shall be preserved in turn. Blissful sleep shall be
ours, forever, and the garden shall endure. [/sblock]

What was that...? A moment after Wat calls out ... a sound? If so ... from where?

GM: Wat's action has triggered everyone being able to reroll perception. Unfortunately he cannot confirm nor deny if his postulation about the flow of time inside the palace. However he suspects that the flow of time between the outside the world and inside the garden may well be quite different.

 

[Son of Meepo]

Wat strains to hear the sound, but by that time it has already passed.

Perception (1d20+5=9)

 

[Nemesis Destiny]

[sblock=perception]1d20+6=16 Yay! Average![/sblock]
Sabynha's ears perk up, and she spins about on the balls of her feet, trying to locate the source of the sound, hand instinctively going for her blade. Her heart pounds with anticipation, and she makes ready to dance if she must, despite the protest of tired, aching muscles.

 

[Neil1889]

[sblock=perception]Rain: 11
Zuri: 19
Shandra: 26 [/sblock]

Rain reads the passage aloud, incredulity creeping into her voice.

"Porpherio's 194 years or so of living here can't have done wonders for his state of mind. Listen to this, 'My life and power I seal into the tomb with Caerwyn's soul. Our devotion shall be preserved inside this eternal garden, which shall be preserved in turn. Blissful sleep shall be ours, forever, and the garden shall endure.'"

Rain places the book back on the shelf, shaking her head "That line of thought is never going to end well."

 

[jbear]

GM: Shandra is posted outside. She does not get a perception check.

Sabynha's eyes are immediately drawn to a corner of the room by the scraping sound. Something from beneath the floor, surely.
As soon as her eyes focus on that area more tiny clues reach her notice. Scuff marks from a booted foot, the same size as the ones found outside. Heading to the spot it takes only moments for Sabynha to realise that their is a well hidden trap door in the corner.

 

[Nemesis Destiny]

The vistani inhales sharply as this information sinks in. She wheels toward it and points with her blade, "There!"

"Show yourself!"

 

[jbear]

There is a long silence.

*Crickets*

*Tumbleweed rolls past the door*

 

[Son of Meepo]

Wat moves to the location Sabynha points.

"I guess we'll just have to follow."

Wat opens the trap door.