CB's The Sunless Citadel v3.5

[Guest 11456]

Kaeleen : Elven Cleric of Corellon Larethian

Kaeleen takes Elyan's offered dagger. "Thank you, sir. I will return it once my weapons are recovered."

When Grotz offers his spear, Kaeleen shakes her head in his direction. "Thank you for the offer, but this dagger should be enough until we can find my weapons. I prefer the lighter of the choices."

 

[Boddynock]

Once they are both across, Elyan kneels and puts his arms around Rogue's neck.

"Good lad! There's a good boy! Come on, let's ask Meepo for a torch - there's no need for you to share my darkness, eh?"

Briskly rubbing Rogue's ears and scratching in the thick ruff of fur around his neck, Elyan stands and says to the kobold:

[sblock=Draconic]"Meepo, are there torches nearby? Both my familiar and our newfound companion are happier with light than in total darkness. The elf will be travelling with us for some time - she, too, has lost clan members to the goblins - but fear not, I will protect you."[/sblock]

 

[CanadienneBacon]

Meepo nods at Elyan and yips. Halfway through, the kobold pauses to look around and point at the door this side of the pit trap, then continues yipping.

[sblock=Draconic]"We come to end of kobold home. That door," the kobold points at the door at the end of the hall, "mark goblin country. Gobbos shun light but like fire. Like to play fire, make kobold clan hurt. Maybe torches in there?"[/sblock]

 

[Boddynock]

"He says that this is goblin territory, and that, since the gobs like to play with fire, there may be torches behind the door."

 

[hafrogman]

Karl grunts slightly at Elyan's assertion. Light is overrated. Still, to track down the children, the need to press on. He considers the door for a moment. Normally shy about sharing his. . . talents with strangers, he casts a glance over his shoulder towards the new elf. Staring at her blank eyes he realizes that he needn't worry too much. Light is overrated, darkness has it's perks. He chuckles lightly to himself. With customary efficiency he sets to work on the door ahead of them. Checking it over for traps, listening for anything on the other side, then dealing with any traps or locks as appropriate.

[sblock=ooc]Listen +5
Search +5
Disable Device +7
Open Lock +7[/sblock]

 

[CanadienneBacon]

Karl first sets about checking for traps. Finding none, he presses an ear to the wooden door to listen. No sound emanates from beyond the door, so Karl tests the door and finds it to be locked. Karl's first attempt to open the door winds up botched but not badly enough to ruin his tools. On the second attempt, Karl's pick scratches the wooden door. The third attempt goes better and Karl hears that ever-satisfying click that announces entry is now possible.

While they wait in the space in the hall between the edge of the pit trap and the door at the end where Karl works, the others notice a long but thin crack in the hallway's ceiling. Cool air billows down from the crack, and the smell of mold along with it.

 

[Strahd_Von_Zarovich]

Grotzkoshter

Are you Ready to charge in?
Grotzkoshter grins to his lizard friend and tap him on the shoulder, he then pushes Meepo at the door and swing it open, so they'll both stand shoulder to hip, side by side, ready to charge any goblin scum.

[charge any goblin on sight, Dark vision]

 

[hafrogman]

Karl returns his tools to his pack once again and draws his sword as he awaits Grotz's opening of the door. He nods silently to the warrior, ready for whatever lies beyond.

 

[CanadienneBacon]

Meepo flies forward at Grotz's insistant push and flounders as Grotz pounds the wooden door open. A bare stone hall, dark but with unlit torches ensconced in the masonry wall, confronts the pair. The stone hall marches ten feet forward then takes a sharp jog to the left. Unlike the air in the hall containing the pit trap, the air in this new hall is still. And silent.

 

[hafrogman]

Karl reaches up with one long arm and removes one of the unlit torches from the wall. He turns around and presents it to the elf woman like a royal treasure. With a self mocking grin, he bows in the darkness.

"Light."

While the others see to getting the torch actually lit, Karl keeps and eye out for further traps and slowly advances on the bend in the corridor, peering around the corner quietly, trying to see what lies beyond.

[sblock=ooc]Search +5
Move Silently +6
Hide +6[/sblock]