D&D 5E [D&D 5E] Tattered Memories: An Adventure in Tethyr (COMPLETE)

[CanadienneBacon]

[section] Brue tied the rope around her waist and gathered a portion of it to use as a belay. "Yes, ready." She set about working her way down the well, glad for any help Greycastle might offer from up top.[/section]

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[Forged Fury]

Brue easily scaled the well wall down. Once she reached the end of the well, she braced herself against the wall and scraped off a piece of muck. Dropping it into the darkness below, she almost immediately heard a soft plop. Well, that's good, she thought not far down from here. Using her upper body strength, she lowered herself the rest of the way into the darkness of the reservoir. Her feet touched water and then, a few feet later, the soft sandy bottom. Untying herself, she realized how vulnerable she was. The genasi pulled out a torch and used the sword and flint to light it. Holding the lit torch aloft in one hand and the sword aloft in the other, she looked around.

The torch illuminated a small expanse of water. Extremely clear, Brue was able to see all the way to the sandy bottom of the reservoir. Brue even caught sight of an albino fish flitting away at the edge of the light to the east. Darkness extended to the north, east, and west; the south terminated in a natural stone wall at the edge of the light.

OOC: Perception Check please, neither advantage nor disadvantage.

 

[CanadienneBacon]

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[CanadienneBacon]

[section] Brue untied the rope from her waist. She left the end of the rope hanging; she'd need it when she was ready to climb back up. Brue squinted into the shadows given off by the dim torchlight, trying to make out something. Anything. Grateful for the torch and the longsword, she clutched both and made her way to the natural stone wall to the south at the edge of her light.[/section]

 

[Forged Fury]

The darkness closed in around Brue; the only sounds she could hear were the sloshing of water as she waded through the thigh-high water. Trying to keep her eye everywhere at once, she picked out a few fish bones in the sand, but beyond that little else. Arriving at the stone wall to the south, she found nothing particularly remarkable. The walls were damp and composed of some type of clay. Rivulets of water dripped down the face and fed the reservoir below. Irregular, the cavern was pretty obviously natural.

 

[CanadienneBacon]

[section] Brue bent down and picked up a fish carcass. She inspected it, gingerly turning the bones over in her hand. Why'd it die? Natural causes? Or something else?" She cast about for a fresher carcass, and examined that (if she could find one).

The genasi next made a slow circuit of the cavern walls, looking for oddities in the wall and sandy bottom of the pool. She looked for more dead fish. For mold. For murky water that might give lie to something hidden. For a tunnel she could follow. For signs that someone had been down here, or that someone had deposited something down here that didn't belong. She was careful in her inspection. The darkness was oppressive, but she kept a tight grip on the longsword and took pains not to let moisture put out the torch.[/section]

 

[Forged Fury]

OOC: No carcasses, just a few bones and bone slivers. Heading west or east?

 

[CanadienneBacon]

West.

 

[Forged Fury]

Orienting herself to soft glow of light from the well shaft, Brue followed the wall to the west. Slogging through the water, she eventually lost sight of the well shaft and was fully enveloped by darkness. Picking her way west, she found a few more fish bones and a single complete skeleton. As far as she could tell, the skeleton did not appear damaged, likely indicating it had died naturally.The walls of the reservoir took on a more rocky appearance. Small stalactites and stalagmites began to appear hanging down from the ceiling and popping up in the water. The sand along the bottom of the reservoir started to become sparse, revealing a natural stone floor. The floor of the reservoir rose here, as the water was merely to Brue's shins. Small white crabs replaced the fish, skittering along the bottom. A few crab carcasses littered the bottom, crushed and picked apart, probably by their comrades.

Brue eventually reached what appeared to be the western end of the reservoir. It hadn't been quite as long as the Main, but she figured it was at least half to three-quarters of the length of the road above. Larger rock formations were present here, the area looking well and truly like a cave. Beyond that, however, she noted nothing.

OOC: Perception Check

 

[CanadienneBacon]

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