Industrygothica's "Those Left Behind" [IC]

[jkason]

Shaimon Hu'u, barbaric human druid

There is a wooden door to your left, and the corridor extends several yards until it makes a sharp curve to the right and ends at another door. There is a faint rustling sound behind this door.

Shai hunkers slightly as the hackles on the back of his neck tingle. Making sure Dyspeer stays near to him, he pulls back on his bowstring, hoping that whatever is beyond this door is far closer to the kobold's threat level than the onerous tentacles.

 

[industrygothica]

Rogash makes a shsssing sound to the others and whispers to Friadoc, "You want to give a listen and check for a trap?" He also looks to see if there is a lock on the door.

The door is locked, but does not appear trapped.

 

[Scotley]

Rogash

The dwarf keeps his weapons ready and lets his companion deal with the lock.

 

[Friadoc]

"It's locked," says Friadoc in a hushed tone, once he lifts his ear from the door. "But there doesn't seem to be any traps."

OOC

Just to make sure, I didn't hear anything either, right? If I didn't or didn't, Friadoc would let the others knows.

 

[industrygothica]

"It's locked," says Friadoc in a hushed tone, once he lifts his ear from the door. "But there doesn't seem to be any traps."

OOC

Just to make sure, I didn't hear anything either, right? If I didn't or didn't, Friadoc would let the others knows.

Yes. Friadoc heard a faint rustling on the other side of the door.

 

[Jemal]

"So do you guys want to unlock it or should I?" Rokelsh winks, readying his bow once again.

 

[Friadoc]

"I'll pop the lock," says Friadoc, before adding. "Just be ready for whatever rustles on the other side."

Once the others appear ready, Friadoc will attempt to pop the lock and then open the door, as he moves to the side and out of the way.

 

[Mista Collins]

This time, Tanith stands with her crossbow loaded and aimed at whatever dangers might lurk behind the door.

 

[industrygothica]

It is a simple lock, but cleverly designed so that it is only accessible from this side. Apparently, someone wanted whatever is on the other side to stay there.

Friadoc has no problem with this lock, and gently pushes the door open.

At least a dozen cretures writhe in amorphous heaps. Most appear to have been kobolds, like the other, but others are even more hideous in their advanced transformation. If they notice you they've given no indication, as their behavior is erratic and they seem to attack whichever of them get close enough to do so.

 

[Friadoc]

"Umm, okay," Friadoc quietly closes the door. Then, with a sly grin, he asks, "Relock it?"

OOC



Momma didn't raise no fool.