[Eberron] The Forgotten Forge

[Knight Otu]

Flawed, seeing that Gannon seems unable to find anything, holds out its hand, asking "May I have a look?"

 

[Old Fezziwig]

Gannon hands over the journal.

As the warforged looks at the journal, it finds all the pages to be blank....

Flawed:

Spoiler

[Intelligence check] After a moment, however, you remember that you didn't see any text in the journal until after Lady Elaydren took it from you.

OOC: In interest of rolling things along, I've autopiloted Gannon for this post. He's a pretty amenable fellow (both the PC and MadMaxim), so I don't think this'll cause any waves.

 

[Ashy]

Rawhide scratches behind his ear and looks to the warforged. "Whys yous guys keep lookin' at dat book? Any sod-head kin see dat dere ain't nuffin' in it! Open da door already!"

 

[Knight Otu]

"Lady Elaydren's signet ring... I think it may have allowed her to read the book... Both her ring and the mithral web in the book's cover glowed when she touched it." Flawed says as it remembers the meeting.

"It may be a risk, but maybe touching the seal on the hatch with the cover of the book...." It continues, but first looks at the seal on the cover in more detail. If no one objects, it'll go ahead.

 

[Ashy]

"Den do it!" Rawhide barks....

 

[Krug]

"Do it before roots grow on me and I rot!" says Plonk. He looks around, his crossbow ready, trying to hide his shivering.

 

[MadMaxim]

"Maybe you're right, Flawed. There has to be some connection between the two and maybe the book is the key..." Gannon readies his morningstar for possible combat.

OOC: Sorry about that, guys. I'll try to post more frequently, but my new girlfriend makes it hard for me to concentrate on anything

 

[Knight Otu]

Flawed, reassured by Gannon's words, and understanding the impatience of Plonk and Rawhide, says "Just be ready if this turns out to be a bad decision." before it touches the cover on the seal.

Jhaeren would propably make a remark... or joke? about holding his breath now.

 

[Ashy]

Rawhide hefts his greataxe, "Eyes been readys...." He flashes the warforged a wild grin...

 

[Old Fezziwig]

The two seals glow softly as you move them closer together. When they finally touch, you hear a click, and the hatch slides into the wall, revealing a vertical shaft five feet wide and pitch black. Wind rushes from the depths up through the shaft to somewhere far above you, demonstrating that fresh air circulates even here, down in the Depths.

OOC for MadMaxim: No worries. New girlfriends are like that.