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Dungeon Raiders: The Wolf's Den

[sblock=better map]okay, thanks.

So there's door on right
locked door in left room
ladder down.

SO... door on right, everybody?[/sblock]
 

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OOC: How does one say "Yes" in Elvish?
Argh! Tolkien's Sindarin uses "uma," which is forgettable; and SK Reynolds' Faerunish uses "avavaen," which is dreadful: a quadrisyllabic word for "aye." Elves can do better.


Aeiyan also nods and points toward the unexplored door ahead of them on the right.
 


"So we're all agreed that we go to the unopened door on the distant right? I thought so. Alright: Iron Spikes Detection and Ranging (ISDAR)," Aeiyan declares. He draws a light hammer and throws it the length of the corridor, trying to hit the third iron spike up from the floor.

[OOC: That's farther than 20 feet, so he has disadvantage on his aim. Take the lesser of these two attack rolls.]
1. [roll0]
2. [roll1]

dmg [roll2]

Having thrown the hammer, Aeiyan then goes toward that end of the corridor to retrieve it.
 
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With a lovely "boing" sound, the hammer rebounds back from the 3rd iron bar of the wall ladder, leaving a very small dent on it. Nothing is triggered, it looks like these are probably harmless handles.
 

Rejik smiles as the sound reverberates down the corridor. "Nice shot! I'll assume that's what you were going for."

He claps a friendly hand on Aeiyan's shoulder and follows him down the corridor.
 

[OOC: Thanks for cutting Aeiyan some slack on that hammer-throw. With disadvantage, the d20 roll of Natural 1 + 3 = 4 would ordinarily have applied, not the higher roll, so you really let Aeiyan get away with one there.] [OOC2: Gotta work out the Natural 1s from the "dice" somehow. . . .]

"Somewhat like kicking a can down a road," Aeiyan shares with Rejik; "if that end of the corridor is an illusion, it's auditory as well as visual." The ranger smiles at his own foible.
 

Tock watches with a mixture of curiosity and puzzlement as his fellow adventurers indulge in the subtle art of throwing of hammers at ladders, but nonetheless follows Aeyian and Rejik onwards.
 


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