IG's Legend of The Ripper [IC]

Isida Kep'Tukari said:
Not right now, I think. Maybe when we might know a little more about it. For now, onward!

Also: [sblock]While no one's looking at her, Rayel would like to taste the air both in the "lab" and in the corridor leading to the red mist. (She had the scent ability right now due to her serpent tongue invocation.)[/sblock]
[sblock=Rayel]You notice nothing more than the damp, stale earth like when you first came into the cellar.[/sblock]
 

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Rexy leads the way our of the room, and back down the corridor to the threshold of the "dark room." "I'll go first. We should form a link...grab hold of my belt."
 

Could you give a brief summary of the situation, please?

The much I'd like to read the thread from the beginning, I fear I will have that let to wait a few days.


Dacen blushes as he touches Rexy's hip and puts his hand under her belt so he won't lose his grip on her if they stumble.

"I beg you pardon, mylady."

His mace ready in his other hand, the young priest is eager to move on.
 

"Great," Fen mutters under his breath. He loads up his crossbow and grabs Dacen's pack with his free hand.

To Rexy he says, "Don't be a fool and stride straight out into the blackness. Hug a wall and work your way around."


OOC: [sblock]Hi all! I'll try my hand at the jaded scout. Maybe even the crude accent? We'll see.[/sblock]
 


Rayel puts her hand on Fen's shoulder and stares into the reddish mist. Fear is a cold snake in her gut, but turning back was not an option right now. Something evil and monterous was down here, a murderer that she had to help stop.

She was ready.

"Let's go," she whispers.

OOC: Ivid, see OOC thread.
 

After fumbling around the room for some time Rexy finally stumbles upon the source of the mist: a large skeletal dragon shaped fountain. The pool at the base of the fountain is filled with blood, and bits of viscera are floating lazily in it. There is an inscription along the base of the fountain written in elvish.

[sblock=Rexy & Fen]The mist that surrounds you shrouds the vision. Prove now that your perception is true, and all will become clear. As the sun rises and falls, so to must the dragon's horn be turned, a number of times equal to the characters in the alphabet.[/sblock]
 

"How old is this friggin' place?" Fen exclaims. "This is getting wierder and wierder."

"Turn as many times as the letters in the alphabet..." he mutters. "Anyone else read Elvish?" he asks of no one is particular.

"There's an inscription on this fountain that says, The mist that surrounds you shrouds the vision. Prove now that your perception is true, and all will become clear. As the sun rises and falls, so to must the dragon's horn be turned, a number of times equal to the characters in the alphabet."

"The way I figure it there might be two solutions: 1) we turn the horn a number of times equal to the letters in the elvish alphabet, of which there is a lot or 2) we turn the horn a number times equal to the letters in 'the alphabet' or 8."

"Might be a touch too literal on this last bit but otherwise what's the trick?"



OOC: Any other thoughts on how to interpret this? Fen would also like to make a search check to see if he can find any traps (search +6)
 

Does Dacen see something down there, inspite of the mist, or is Rexy's and Fen's sight due to them being elven-blooded?

The priest will take search his bag for a piece of cloth, preferrably a scarf with the symbol of St. Cuthbert on it and put his over his mouth and nose.

"One never knows how such magic fog can affect one. I would prefer not to get poisoned, really. Friends, please do the same!"
 

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