Forked Thread: Scotley's Tomb of Horrors 3.5 Continued

[Walking Dad]

Garagos, AC 29 (T19, FF27), HP 107/107, DR 3/-, F +11,R+6,W+10

"Gad work, Admiral."

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Resist acid: 20

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[Graybeard]

Zorn wakes up only to find himself lying on the floor.

What happened? Why am I on the floor? last thing I remember is walking down a corridor after hearing a strange noise.

 

[Leif]

Logan Lightbringer

Grackle catches up to the others after running away from the stone golem, and holds up a now-very-irate weasel. "The Admiral saved us! All hail Admiral Shplictonshtein Fuzzington the Third!! Huzzah!" the gnome exclaims excitedly.

The weasel, for his part, hisses and squirms, snapping tiny jaws at Grackle's face but unable to reach from where the gnome is holding him.

Harrison gives the weasal a salute, if for no other reason then to appease the poor deranged gnome.

"Yes, Huzzah indeed, my diminutive wizardly friend!"

 

[Scott DeWar]

"Huh, Well Zorn, some of us have been working so hard, we needed to take a bit of a nap, I guess, where the others took it upon them selves to save our hides from some sort of impending doom. I have what feels like a bad hangover. How about you?"

 

[Graybeard]

Pondering the question for a moment before replying, Zorn takes a mental check of his body to see if he hurts anywhere.

I don't seem to be seriously injured. A bruise or two perhaps but that seems to be the extent of my current injuries.

 

[Walking Dad]

Garagos, AC 29 (T19, FF27), HP 107/107, DR 3/-, F +11,R+6,W+10

"Bah, I'm alright. The other creature only battered my shield."

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Resist acid: 20

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[Scotley]

As everyone declares themselves fit, Jillian moves down the little tunnel and finds it free of traps or other hazards. This tunnel extends north perhaps 90 or 100 feet before reaching a narrow stair. At this distance you should be beyond the lair of the golem. At the top of the stair is a 10' wide corridor extending north another 20' before turning right and extending another 40' east. At the end of it is a strange door.

A door forged of gleaming metallic alloy with massive reinforced hinges bars passage beyond this point. Three vertical slots mar the door’s surface at waist height. Each slot is about 1 inch wide and 3 inches long.

 

[Scott DeWar]

OOC: big enought for a hand to fit in?

 

[Leif]

Logan Lightbringer

Since everyone seems to be in good enough health, Logan feels just a wee bit useless. But he seems to be getting over it.

" 'Ware, there, Harrison! I see how ye be eyein' those holes! Don't you be sticking anything...uhh...sensitive inside of there. And if I was you, I'd make double sure that I could live without anything I did stick in there."

 

[Walking Dad]

Garagos, AC 29 (T19, FF27), HP 107/107, DR 3/-, F +11,R+6,W+10

"Befar we go in again. What was this thing? How do you destroy it?"

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Resist acid: 20

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