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Message: <blockquote data-quote="CanadienneBacon" data-source="post: 3596500" data-attributes="member: 11146">When Voadam presents his question, the giant slug nearest Brakkus ever so slowly twists its head away from Brakkus to regard the Green Wizard.  The second slug stops its raking and looks up in Voadam's direction, its stalks wriggling in a manner not terribly unlike the eyestalks of the cave teeth encountered yesterday.  Milky white eyes on the first slug blink once, slowly, as the creature turns.  The giant slug nudges the tip of Voadam's boot with its rake as if testing for resistance to see if Voadam is something that needs tending.  Brakkus stands his ground, as does Chev.  Gamad eyes the slugs with aloof interest but remains safely ensconced behind Brakkus and Chev.Arrow nocked and bow raised, Maelicent pads forward to the open iron door and peers inside.  While completely devoid of torch- or lantern light, the goblin easily determines the room's basic features.  Some 25 feet deep and 20 feet in length, the room obviously served as a lair to the owlbear; the southeastern corner of the masonried room contains a large pile of spoor, and stray molted feathers the same size and hue as those adorning the owlbear's arms litter the flagstone floor.  A series of angry slashing claw marks have been raked across a set of double stone doors at the end of a 10-foot long arched hallway past the owlbear's quarters.</blockquote>