As Colden speaks, it's not fully clear that Father Spec is listening. He is interested in the two nearest 'x' areas on the map; he is unaware of the top two; and he believes as long as they pursue the caster within eight hours, there is no need to rush. But he seems distracted. Father spec hangs his mace on his belt hook, and casts light on his helm, which causes the illumination to fade on the weapon. As the light above his head goes, on, it is as if he has had a great idea.
""Ooh! ooh ooh," he expostulates. His shoulders have started bouncing. "We have to try something. Quickly! This is for research. Spec turns around and starts bouncing down the corridor, towards the area which had had the silent spell cast on it -- what, 30 seconds ago now? He believes the caster hasn't been hit, and so it may be that the effect is still present. "I've always wanted to find out something..." he begins and then, he steps into the area within the spell's effect, and turns and tries to speak.
Is there sound?
[sblock=If there is not (and the spell is active)]"- - -" says Spec, until he pokes his head out of the area. " - and so we can see if the effect is purely illusory or if it actually deadens all sound passing through it. Wait here." He's grinning broadly, and he bustles to the other end of the corridor, to the far end of the spell's area of effect." In the diminished light the part can see the illuminated Spec just beyond the bend, calling out to them at the far end of the narrow hallway. He can hear his own voice, and he wants to know if the sound of his voice travels through the silence effect, or if all sound stops dead.
Can he be heard?[/sblock]
[sblock=If there is (and it is not)]The disappointment on his face is instant. It is as if he has lost a beloved family pet. "Grump," he says. Actually saying the word. "Never mind. Pehaps we'll have the opportunity to try again. I can't believe I let that opportunity slip." He scratches his nose. "I'm fine with anything. Shall we check where the alarm went off?"[/sblock]