D&D 5E (IC) Fitz's Folly

[gnarlygninja]

Ghorrak watched the broodguard run into the sloping hallway and considered staying leaned against the wall. Moments of rest had been few and far between in his life and now that he was momentarily free of the cursed Thayans he was sorely tempted to enjoy this one for a moment longer. But he remembered all the times as a child his mother had told him to look after the smaller children, and with a sigh of resignation followed. It was years and years too late to help the other children of his tribe, but if he could help this slave enjoy the freedom he currently had, he was going to.
He stopped a few feet behind the broodguard, looking for any thing of note about the body or the area around it.

OOC: If you'd prefer a Medicine or Investigation check instead of Perception, either of those would be 12 instead perception: 1D20+3 = [12]+3 = 15

 

[FitzTheRuke]

Ghorrak took a look at the corpse. It was the body of a male humanoid, in plain gray robes with a yellow belt. He had been killed by two well-placed quarrels to the back, after having sustained a painful but non-lethal axe-wound to the shoulder. Clutched in his fist, was a staff with the head of a goat on the pommel. This would not have been very remarkable, but the body itself also had the head of a goat, ugly and panicked-looking, with mouth agape and tongue lagging.

What was stranger still, was that though the hallway arced upward, there was no need to climb. Directly down felt like down, and now, the hallway back toward the crossroads, where the others were, seemed to be upward of where Ghorrak and the broodguard stood, next to the body. The hallway also continued on, arcing upward and away.

 

[gnarlygninja]

Ghorrak chose to ignore the hallway for a moment to focus on the staff. He'd picked up a fair bit knowledge about magic over the years spent around Red Wizards and hoped to recall something useful.

OOC: Arcana: 1D20+3 = [19]+3 = 22

 

[MetaVoid]

Ussal remained at the zombies for a moment, intrigued by the mechanism and sheer uselessness of using undead for the contraption when mechanics could do it better for longer. He considers melting them in acid, but quickly concludes they are not worth the energy. And besides, them straining against the leashes may hold some passage open on the other side that otherwise wouldn't be.

Hissing in frustration, he moves his bulk toward the commotion forward.

 

[FitzTheRuke]

Ghorrak had seen a staff like this before, in the hands of a Red Wizard. It was a staff of striking which greatly increased a wizard's ability to wield the staff as a weapon, and was powerful as an implement for their spellcasting as well.

OOC: It's a +3 staff, and when wielded as a quarterstaff, on a hit, you can expend 1 to 3 (of 10) charges to deal an extra 1d6 force damage (per charge spent). Regains 1d6+4 charges at dawn.

 

[Kobold Stew]

Miss Imogen stands at the intersection, watching some of her companions turn north and start up the slope.

She's not sure what she's seeing -- is it curving up and around, like a loop somehow? She looks south, to see it curving gently up as well. Will she see Myrral (and anything he's chasing) coming down the corridor to the south?

 

[FitzTheRuke]

Miss Imogen stands at the intersection, watching some of her companions turn north and start up the slope.

She's not sure what she's seeing -- is it curving up and around, like a loop somehow? She looks south, to see it curving gently up as well. Will she see Myrral (and anything he's chasing) coming down the corridor to the south?

OOC: AFAIK Myrral stopped at the crossroads. Yes, it looks like it goes up (and out of sight) in all three directions. North-south is possibly a loop. East can't be, but up it goes anyway. It arcs out of sight fast enough that no one can be sure which way the skeleton went.

 

[Prickly Pear]

Still quiet and no tomb guardian, said Chrysagon and joined Myrral and Imogen at the crossroads. Well, that's weird, he said when he saw the passages arching upwards. Watching the brood guard and Ghorruk standing there in an impossible angle seemed unreal, like they were defying gravity. Curious, Chrysagon continued straight ahead 15-20 ft to see where the eastern passage went, if anywhere. He carefully looked at the walls and ceilings of the passage way for anything unusual.

OOC: Perception check: 1D20+0 = [12]+0 = 12

 

[Hades#2]

Yassah

Yassah continued until he found the Broodguard. He noted the odd body on the ground. Humanoid with a goat head? Not a species he was familiar with.

"We ssshould leave the body and continue on our way. I expect to sssee many more."

 

[gnarlygninja]

Ghorrak waved his arms to attract the rest of the groups attention, then wiggled his fingers in imitation of someone using magic, then pointed at the quarterstaff. He mimed striking with the staff before miming a second time much harder than the first and hoped the others would take his meaning. The matching goat head left him suspicious and he wanted to leave any decisions about the quarterstaff to someone better equipped to deal with it.
Unless anyone else suggested a better plan he was prepared to simply move further along the hallway.