IG's "Those Left Behind" Chapter 3

[Scotley]

Rogash

"Odd, this door cannot be opened until the other is closed. Perhaps a protection against the Chaos Beasts? Dare we close the other and proceed?"

 

[Scott DeWar]

"That sound like the start of some sort of trap, if you ask me"

 

[Scotley]

"You could be right. Let's have a little look around." Rogash examines the columns and what he can see of the ceiling trying to determine if this room can be flooded or if the ceiling can come down, something grisly like that.

OOC: seach check (1d20+10=25)

 

[Scott DeWar]

"what about the columns. Can the columns open up?"

 

[industrygothica]

"You could be right. Let's have a little look around." Rogash examines the columns and what he can see of the ceiling trying to determine if this room can be flooded or if the ceiling can come down, something grisly like that.

OOC: seach check (1d20+10=25)

[sblock=Rogash]The ceiling seems strong and secure, and Rogash can't make out any openings from where the room might be flooded or otherwise made hazardous.

Searching the columns, he notices that one in particular (H9) seem to bear no weight. A closer inspection, thanks to Rogash's dwarven ancestry, reveals faint and distorted lines in he vague shape of a woman.[/sblock]

 

[Scott DeWar]

[sblock=ooc]

[sblock=Rogash]
Searching the columns, he notices that one in particular (H9) seem to bear no weight. A closer inspection, thanks to Rogash's dwarven ancestry, reveals faint and distorted lines in the vague shape of a woman.

aw crap!
[/sblock]

 

[Scotley]

Rogash

The dwarf suddenly tenses and points to a particular column with his axe. "That column is not part of the support system. It bares the shape of a woman within. Perhaps it could animate."

 

[Scott DeWar]

"Animate?" a quizical frown on the barbarian's brow bolsters the belief that he is cluless, then he brightens with inspiration, " you mean like a zombie?" then it darkens at the memorie of the ogre zombies, "Ugh."

 

[Shayuri]

"More like a golem, most likely," Talashia says, striding forward to meet Rogash and join him in perusing the column.

"Give me a moment."

She murmurs a few magical syllables, and peers through the pierced veil to spy any weaves of magic around or through the thing.

(Detect Magic)

 

[Scott DeWar]

"A houzawhat?" His brow pinches together as he tries to figure out what language his sister just spoke.