Life In Vein

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

*The place seems to be trap-free much to everyone's relief, and Matz turns his attention to the locked box. It takes him a minute or two to tickle it open, but eventually he gets it. What is inside appears to be a great many coins, and several artistically-crafted odds and ends.*

*There's what appears to be a fragment of a stained glass window in the shape of a bird, a metal ball, a set of metal dice with raised pips, a wrought choaker set with a faceted stone, a medallion on a long chain, set with some smooth stone, a subtlely carved ring, and a half-mask decorated with some kind of stones.*

*Above, Vaushi, Urgo, and Arkas hear some very faint footsteps, and notice faint shadows moving on the skylight above.*

 

[dead_radish]

*Matz will stare at the items curiously for a moment (OOC: Sensitive), poking through the items with interest.* "Not what I expected in here, but some very interesting bits." *He glances up at Urgo to show him the dice, and follows Urgo's gaze towards the shadows, peering closely at them (OOC: Spot +5)

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

*Someone's walking around up there. Definitely, definitely walking around up there.*

 

[Erekose13]

As things in the immediate vacinity are looking a bit more interesting at this point, Pai puts the sceptre away in his backpack. Seeing that there are a few people staring up at the skylight, he takes a look too. It takes him a bit of time to spot the shadows of movement above the skylight, but when he does he moves a bit further into the shadow and whispers, "Do you think they will be coming this way?"

 

[Thought Admiral]

Eryic peers through the gloom.

How high up is the trap door? Can we move the chair over to the spot? How high is the skylight where it meets the wall?

 

[dead_radish]

*Matz looks up carefully.* "Perhaps. Perhaps not. If the skylight were to disappear, I'd suspect they would be here quickly enough...."

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

*The ceiling, and hence the trap door, are about eight feet above the floor. The footsteps have stopped now, just off the skylight, as you can't see the shadows anymore. There's some faint sounds... like chanting coming from above. What the chanting is is hard to say, the sounds are too muffled to get any sense of words or language. But it does just sound like one person.*

 

[Thought Admiral]

*Eryic points to the skylight.*

"I bet someone is activating spells for combat. Unless we gain more advantage by doing the same, let's get this started."

* He cracks his knuckles and activates his greatsword. *

 

[SeanWeasley]

Arkas, male loresong faen, akashic 2/runethane 1

Arkas grabs the subtly carved ring and sticks it on his finger. Then he reaches for the metal ball and puts it in his pocket. “We have no time to study this treasure. These things could come in handy. Everybody grab a trinket or two and prepare for battle. Bronwynn, heel.”

Arkas sneaks to the stone door and releases the latch. Then he slides it open a crack and peeks outside.

 

[dead_radish]

*Matz nods, accepting the group's actions. He grabs the strange dice, and the choker, trusting to luck for both. He puts on the choker quickly, and stretches out his fingers, flexing the battle claws.* "This has been a good day so far. Let's not spoil it by keeping our friends upstairs waiting."