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<blockquote data-quote="Jago" data-source="post: 6908447" data-attributes="member: 6855130"><p>~ The air did no good for his lungs, and Reynard sputtered at the moist taste on the vapors. Or was it the overwhelming stench of that Dwarf, dear <em>Gods</em> did he need a dip in the sea! The sailor quickly pulled his flask from his belt and drew on it to wet the tongue with something more pleasant, wiping his mouth and then reaching into his pack.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: darkgreen">" What foul luck this is!"</span> he decried the situation while taking a knee, digging through his belongings, <span style="color: darkgreen">" What in the name of all the Gods <em>was</em> that!? Years along the salty waves and I've seen terrors of the deep and creatures that could still a man's heart, but that ... that <em>thing</em> was straight out of the depths of all the Hells."</span></p><p></p><p>With a sound of satisfaction, Reynard finally procured what he was looking for: a small, metal-looking bar of simple make. Closing up his backpack and slinging it back over his shoulders, the gunslinger grasped the rod tightly and gave a sharp rap against the stone wall with it. In a flash, light blossomed from the device, shedding the area in the sun and banishing the dark back. With curiosity, Reynard stepped forward, brandishing the sunrod in his left hand while drawing the flintlock firearm with his right. He made sure that powder was in the pan and that the lock was at the ready position; all it would need was a small flick to set it back to Primed, and then the pull of the trigger would call forth thunder and lightning. </p><p></p><p><span style="color: darkgreen">" Let's see that mess we've gotten ourselves into ..."</span></p><p></p><p>Reynard first moved to the glint of metal that the sunrod revealed. Swords, shields, and more. An entire smuggling operation of Gods knew what. </p><p></p><p><span style="color: darkgreen">" May be valuable things in these,"</span> he noted, tapping the rod against the crates by the stairs. For now, he ignored the weapons, waving the light over the walls to see the inscriptions next, giving them a brief view.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: darkgreen">" Something is written here. Not sure what. If any of you have a talent for tongues, it may be of more interest.</span></p><p></p><p>What Reynard <em>did</em> pay the most attention to was the plaque and its whorls and cuts of stone. For this he bent down, using the light source to illuminate where his eyes roamed over the piece. </p><p></p><p><span style="color: darkgreen">" Curious ... the inscriptions here are like those on the wall,"</span> he noted, brushing his hand against the patterns and tracing them with his fingers.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: darkgreen">" I spent some time in Maran before. Maybe ... hm."</span></p><p></p><p>Reynard trailed off, his mind setting to work to try and decipher what this plaque and its intricate carvings could mean. The sunrod, though, blanketed the area in its brilliance, leaving all revealed for the rest. ~</p><p></p><p>[sblock=Perception Check on the Plaque]<a href="http://orokos.com/roll/442631" target="_blank"> <table style='width: 100%'><tr><td><u>1d20+9</u>: <strong>13</strong><em><strong> [1d20=4]<br /> <br /> </strong></em></td></tr></table><p></a>[/sblock]</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Jago, post: 6908447, member: 6855130"] ~ The air did no good for his lungs, and Reynard sputtered at the moist taste on the vapors. Or was it the overwhelming stench of that Dwarf, dear [I]Gods[/I] did he need a dip in the sea! The sailor quickly pulled his flask from his belt and drew on it to wet the tongue with something more pleasant, wiping his mouth and then reaching into his pack. [color=darkgreen]" What foul luck this is!"[/color] he decried the situation while taking a knee, digging through his belongings, [color=darkgreen]" What in the name of all the Gods [I]was[/I] that!? Years along the salty waves and I've seen terrors of the deep and creatures that could still a man's heart, but that ... that [I]thing[/I] was straight out of the depths of all the Hells."[/color] With a sound of satisfaction, Reynard finally procured what he was looking for: a small, metal-looking bar of simple make. Closing up his backpack and slinging it back over his shoulders, the gunslinger grasped the rod tightly and gave a sharp rap against the stone wall with it. In a flash, light blossomed from the device, shedding the area in the sun and banishing the dark back. With curiosity, Reynard stepped forward, brandishing the sunrod in his left hand while drawing the flintlock firearm with his right. He made sure that powder was in the pan and that the lock was at the ready position; all it would need was a small flick to set it back to Primed, and then the pull of the trigger would call forth thunder and lightning. [color=darkgreen]" Let's see that mess we've gotten ourselves into ..."[/color] Reynard first moved to the glint of metal that the sunrod revealed. Swords, shields, and more. An entire smuggling operation of Gods knew what. [color=darkgreen]" May be valuable things in these,"[/color] he noted, tapping the rod against the crates by the stairs. For now, he ignored the weapons, waving the light over the walls to see the inscriptions next, giving them a brief view. [color=darkgreen]" Something is written here. Not sure what. If any of you have a talent for tongues, it may be of more interest.[/color] What Reynard [I]did[/I] pay the most attention to was the plaque and its whorls and cuts of stone. For this he bent down, using the light source to illuminate where his eyes roamed over the piece. [color=darkgreen]" Curious ... the inscriptions here are like those on the wall,"[/color] he noted, brushing his hand against the patterns and tracing them with his fingers. [color=darkgreen]" I spent some time in Maran before. Maybe ... hm."[/color] Reynard trailed off, his mind setting to work to try and decipher what this plaque and its intricate carvings could mean. The sunrod, though, blanketed the area in its brilliance, leaving all revealed for the rest. ~ [sblock=Perception Check on the Plaque][url=http://orokos.com/roll/442631][TABLE="class: results, width: 1"] [TR] [TD][U]1d20+9[/U]: [B]13[/B][I][B] [1d20=4] [/B][/I][/TD] [/TR] [/TABLE] [/url][/sblock] [/QUOTE]
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