ScorpiusRisk
First Post
Scrambling over, or through as the case may be, some crates the party finds a not quite closed trap door. Forcing their way through they enter a new chamber, nearly as big as the previous warehouse. Rows of metal racks line the area, each with three large shelves. On each shelf lay a man, though none moved and many seemed withered, even to the point that they soon me dust.
Towards one end sat an apparatus of tubes and glass vials, and at another crates and a desk with papers. Five men and women were scrambling to grab vials, and papers. Their screams bounced off the walls, as Nyar's lightning marks your entrance.
[sblock=ooc]No initiative, just describe your actions. Ask questions and make skill checks as needed.[/sblock]
Towards one end sat an apparatus of tubes and glass vials, and at another crates and a desk with papers. Five men and women were scrambling to grab vials, and papers. Their screams bounced off the walls, as Nyar's lightning marks your entrance.
[sblock=ooc]No initiative, just describe your actions. Ask questions and make skill checks as needed.[/sblock]