Final words...

[ajanders]

Aggrivated, Rethlin proceeds up the stairs again...

Rethlin proceeds up the stairs in absolute silence...well, as far as he can tell.

The stairs turn and open onto a hall, dimly lit.

To your left is a short stretch of hall, then a door, slightly ajar. Moaning comes from behind it.

To your right, the hallway stretches away: doors alternating right, then left, then right, then a door at the right end of the hallway.
Those doors are all closed.

 

[Moggthegob]

Zook taps on Sedar's shoulder " You wanna go check it out for us we'll stay 20 feet back from you

 

[JRYoung]

Rethlin places the sunrod in the laces of his boot so the light source will travel with him, then looks to the others to see what they want to do about the hallways.

 

[Kaodi]

Sedar whispers, " Maybe you had not noticed, but I am wearing chainmail... Not exactly the height of stealthly garb. "

Looking briefly to the left, he whispers, " I am going to guess that either it is a trap or it can wait. My inclination is to go right. "

 

[Moggthegob]

Zook nods grudgingly hoping that its not a real person but an illusion on the otherside of that door.

 

[ajanders]

OOC
I take it everyon's going right then?

 

[Moggthegob]

yeah

 

[ajanders]

The party advances rightward, Rethlin in the lead.
The first door on the right side of the hall is a supply closet: paper, pens, ink, wax, a few scroll tubes.
The second door, on the left side of the hall, is a disused lavatory smelling of must and mildew.
The third door, again on the right, is a break room: some slightly comfortable chairs, tables, employee lockers.

The door at the end of the hall is locked.

Sedar and Zook hear the moaning stop and footsteps.
Rethlin hears nothing.

 

[Moggthegob]

Zook instantly feels a ton of guilt and levels his crossbow back down the hall.

 

[JRYoung]

Rethlin turns to the others to see what they want to do about the locked door, then sees them turn to look down the hall....