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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Milo Windby" data-source="post: 31132" data-attributes="member: 202">Temple of Elemental Evil - part 12 (session 8)Milo looked around the room.  He noticed an unlit candle atop the wardrobe on the right wall.  There was also a wooden chest in the corner.  Milo pulled out his picks and went to work.  The lock was very complex, Milo's skills were put to the test.  He eventually got the lock open, but at the expense of his tools.  He bent his masterwork picks just slightly, rendering them no better than his old set.  "This stinkin' thing better be worth it.  Those picks were expensive!" Milo muttered as he opened the chest.Inside he found some old clothes, a potion of healing, a length of rope, and some very fine brandy.  Milo muttered again, but was slightly pleased at the find of the potion.  They kept the rope and brandy for later.  The rope may be worthwhile, and the brandy most certainly could be put to some use if it wasn't worth selling.  Milo also hung on to the unlit candle, curious to see if it had any unusual qualities.The door at the end of the room had no latch or lock that they could see.  Milo searched all over the area around the portal, coming up empty handed.  "We'll have ta do this tha ole fashioned way then, eh Milo?"  Brigit said as she loosed her axe.She took a sturdy stance, her legs planted wide, and began to hack away at the sturdy door.  Trollgrater made short work of the door, reducing it to splinters in a little over a half dozen shots.The room inside was filled with an inky darkness.  Mazi produced a scroll outside the broken door and recited its contents.  A flash of light washed away the darkness inside.  The room was flooded with daylight.  The group ventured in slowly, careful to avoid an ambush.  A poshly furnished room lay beyond the splintered wood of the door.  A trickling fountain sounded from the corner.  Plush pillows lay about the room.  A finely crafted wardrobe stood tall in one corner and a similarly crafted table dominated the center.  An empty chest lay atop the table, as well as other scattered items.  It was obvious that the inhabitant of the room fled in a hurry."Probably started clearing out right after the explosion." Mazi said."Yeah, and wouldn't I have loved to known what was in that chest." Milo added.  "Ah well, what's gone is gone.""Aye, but how did tha guy make it outta here?" Brigit asked, "There's only but one door." She finished as she pointed back the way they came."What do you want to bet there's an escape route?"  Milo said as he began scanning the walls.Moments later he found what he was looking for.  He was searching the wall behind the fountain, which stood in its own alcove.  A loose stone looked a little suspicious.  Milo moved the stone to the side and the wall before him slid forward."Forward or not, friends?" Milo asked."Lessee what we got here first." Brigit said quickly. "Not like ya ta go runnin' off wi'out checkin' tha loot first, Milo.""Good point, what do we have?' Milo said, remembering himself.  "I got a little carried away." he looked slightly sheepish.They found incense in the wardrobe, it was of very high quality.  A staff and a swaggering stick were propped in the corner of the wardrobe as well.  A finely crafted robe hung from the top, bedecked with semi-precious stones.  The ever-present triangle was also stitched into the fabric.  On the table they found a quill and some parchment, though there were no written notes.  They kept their findings and did one more quick search of the room before investigating the tunnel behind the secret panel.The hallway beyond was very familiar.  They recognized the brown marble and huge dimensions.  They were back out in the main passageway.  A smaller offshoot was mere feet away, the same passage they noticed when they came by earlier.  The group decided to investigate that first.Just a few feet into the hallway they came to two doors, spaced about thirty paces apart.  Milo scurried up to the closest and put his ear to the wood.  He heard nothing.  Brigit volunteered to open the door.  She carefully pushed the heavy door inward, peering inside.  Brigit swung the door open all the way after confirming the room empty.  It was a large rectangular shaped room, with two doors leading in.  Inside were shelves of books.  Most had been burnt beyond recognition.  Mazi examined a couple of the less singed volumes."Well this triangle thing is definitely a cult." Mazi concluded."Really?  What gave you that idea." Milo said wryly.  "Don't try to be smart, Milo.  The stuff in these books are not right." Mazi responded. "Not right by any decent standards, that is."Milo shrugged and searched the rest of the room.  Someone wanted the books destroyed, and that was fine by him.  There didn't appear to be anything more of interest in the burned out shell that remained.They left the room and continued down the passage.  A thin door separated them from another passage that led straight and to the right.  They chose to go right, keeping with their thoroughly ingrained habit.  The hallway slanted to the southwest, straightened to the south, then slanted again, eventually crossing into another passage, this one leading west, east, and southeast.  The adventurers chose west and continued on.  Another branch moved off to the southwest further on before the passage hooked north and ended in a door.They decided to skip the passage and check out the door.  Milo motioned for the others to stop and headed for the doorway.  Just as he was closing in on it his eye caught an irregularity in the floor.  Milo stooped low to examine the area.  He noticed a seam running along the middle of the ground with matching seams a few feet away to the left and right.  It appeared to be a pit trap.  The room was wide enough to skirt it easily, but only if you knew it was there.  Milo warned the others of the devious trap before approaching the door.There were no traps on the door itself, and it appeared unlocked."Well, do we want to do this the slow cautious way, or the rush-in-and-get-em-boys route?" Milo asked.Brigit just grinned and gently moved him to the side.  One fierce kick later the door stood open and a score of men stood glaring back armed to the teeth.  Milo groaned and pulled out his axes.  "Time for the dirty work."</blockquote>

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