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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Systole" data-source="post: 6120150" data-attributes="member: 93930">Paskell opens the door a fraction. The northern room of the tower has a single bed, and several crude tables. Both the walls and the tables are adorned with all sorts of crude trophies and trinkets: bones, feathers, bits of shiny metal and colored glass. Piles of similar junk lay in heaps on the floor.  Unfortunately for the tengu, the door was being watched, and even the slight motion is enough to catch the eye of the watcher. Leaning against the far wall is another of the troglodytes, running a whetstone alone the blade of a looted dwarven waraxe. This particular specimen, however, is considerably larger than the others, standing almost seven feet in height. Its eyes glitter as it sees the door move, and it makes a choking sound which you think must be a laugh. "You kill dead the weak ones, yesss? Then come to Tulok.  Tulok kill dead you!" He launches a javelin at the door, which embeds itself in the wood inches from the tengu's eye.  [gm]Party is up.  The door is unlatched but still closed, so the first person (and only the first person) through will need to spend an extra 5' of movement to get it open.With Tulok watching the door, Paskell needed a pretty heroic stealth roll, and didn't get it.[/gm] <img src="http://i1257.photobucket.com/albums/ii513/pnthffr/trog_300.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" />[sblock=Map]<img src="http://i1257.photobucket.com/albums/ii513/pnthffr/ToP_204.png" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" />[/sblock]</blockquote>

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