Of Sound Mind III

[Acmite]

Adren will swiftly follow, his "not-as-keen-as-Gholog's" eyes will scan the darkness looking for any signs of danger. Once he reaches the bottom, he will also step off the platform to make room for the other party members.

OOC: Is there enough room for my longsword down here? Or, would it be easier to wield my mace?

Adren will then draw an appropriate weapon and stand ready.

Jaxen, friend. Watch for any danger. This place feels wrong, somehow.

 

[Jarval]

Gholog and Adren both scan around themselves for any sign of danger, but spot nothing. The only signs of life other than yourselves are the beetles scurrying around the floor.

Jaxen sends back feelings of reassurance and alertness to Adren. However, the psycrystal seems slightly on edge, not entirely comfortable with its surroundings.

Quickly, the rest of the party climbs down the mine shaft, gathering in the passageway just off the platform. It's dark down here, and the air is damp. A steady roar of water can be heard coming from somewhere below the platform.

 

[Zhure]

Gholog

As soon as one of the others strikes a light, Gholog will lead the way down the passage, with his glaive readied.

 

[Sir Osis of Liver]

Kerrick Jonez

Kerrick pulls out his weapon and keeps an eye out for trouble while everyone gets ready to move on.

 

[Jarval]

With the light shed from Adren's tooth, Gholog leads the rest of the group back to the passageway containing the three severed heads.

Again, the heads are moving slightly from the beetles, which scatter away from your light. You stand about 20 feet away from the heads, which currently show no sign of unlife.

 

[GnomeWorks]

"That's... wierd." Seraphina says. "...I'm going to try to lift one of the heads with a spell."

Casts Mage Hand on one of the heads.

 

[Zhure]

Gholog

Gholog readies a strike with his glaive should any of the heads animate, "I'll get them if they ... um ... head... toward the us."

 

[Jarval]

Seraphina's spell takes effect, slowly lifting up the elven head. It floats gently in the air, showing no signs of animating. A couple of the green beetles drop to the floor, and a nauseating smell of decay drifts over the party.

 

[Zhure]

Gholog

"Would it be disprespectful to the dead to chop those things up?" Gholog whispers to his companions.

 

[GnomeWorks]

"That's nasty," Seraphina says. "I think that someone probably put those up so that they wouldn't come down here. Because, quite frankly, I really don't want to go near those."

"Gholog, in this case... I don't think it would be disrespectful..."