Kael nods at Jokad, but asks for just a moment. "We need to just make sure that this place is cleared out. We don't want some kids stumbling onto a hidden artifact while playing 'dare'".
He moves into the room, searching amongst the small cabinets for anything of interest. The place is empty of all but the most mundane of items, and even they are yellowed with age.
As he Kael moves towards the centre of the room he hears an almighty creak, as if the floor itself is about to give way. He looks down nervously at his feet. Damn, the bath really is heavily sagging the floor. He hadn't realised just how much strain it was putting on the rotten wood.
Jovik, about to enter the room, and Jokad, standing at the door with a hint of impatience in his face, both watch as Kael looks up at them with a worried crease in his brow.
They all heard the first creak, but it is the second groaning snap that really captures their attention. The entire floor gives way. Jovik steps back instinctively, pulling his weight back on to his rear foot.
Kael, on the other hand needs to either leap clear, or be carried down to the floor below amidst the clouds of debris.
OOC: DC 15 Reflex save avoids.