Ptolus- Palace of the Silver Princess (Campy)

[TheMagician]

Waving the party over, Samuel announces the discovery: "Would you look at what I - err, we found? Seems to be a hidden door! Guy, would you be so kind as to push it open?" he says politely, but there's no mistaking the imperative tone in his voice. Besides, it'd be foolhardy for an officer such as himself to stand in the way of what may be a trap.

 

[Erekose13]

The pixie on Samuel's shoulder says, "Oh... I had thought I smelled kobolds. That's what they were doing."

"Just how long have you been perched on the dead?" asks Thym.

 

[CanadienneBacon]

Renard, excited by the discovery of a secret door in the west wall near the southern portcullis, doesn't refrain from yipping once in excitement. Ren's fox tail visibly twitches with the thrill of a secret uncovered and, waiting for Guy to open the door per Samuel's suggestion, Renard gingerly steps backward away from the door, an arrow notched and trained on the portal in case an ogre bursts through.

 

[Brother Allard]

"Guy, would you be so kind as to push it open?"

Guy looks around at the others, a slightly confused look on his face. He pauses for a moment to regard Thorg, great big sack of hitpoints that he is. And also the party's healer. No, that wouldn't do at all. He shakes his head. He turns to Carl. Yes! The halfling! Isn't this sort of thing the halfling's job? No... wait. Damn bards. What good are halflings without evasion?

He shrugs, draws his rapier with a grand flourish, and leaps forward to push gingerly on the relevant stone with the very tip of his finger.

 

[Deuce Traveler]

A secret door, 5 feet wide by 10 feet tall, opens in the wall next to the loose stone. Beyond the now open passage you see a small, square room. Each wall is 10 feet long. The secret door is in the center of the east wall of the room. Inside are two complete suits of chain mail of exquisite craftsmanship, each with accompanying shield, sword, crossbow, and 20 quarrels in a bolt case. The first suit and equipment is of medium size, while the second is of small. Despite a small layer of dust, the metal shines brilliantly.

The pixie gives a surprised and low whistle. "Huh! Now is that a find or what? You chums are fool of surprises, ain't ya?" Turning to answer Thym's question, Petey says, "About a week, maybe a tad more I figure. Now, I sometimes went away to find a bit to eat or answer the call of nature. Still, I figured that now that I was unemployed I needed a place to think. Nothing quite like sitting on top of ya dead boss' hide to remind you of the reality of a particularly bad situation."

 

[Erekose13]

Provided he can see the chainmail, Thym mentions to the others, "If there are kobolds about, then tricks have been played and we would be the fools to fall for them." Having offered his 'wisdom' Thym answers the little pixie, "Dead memories do burn, yes. Motivation is the key when unemployed, though I suppose that is no longer the case."

 

[Mista Collins]

"Oh, that dusty piece of chainmail would fit me perfectly! Too bad I'd have a 30% failure chance when casting. Plus I don't know how to use it properly. I'd rather fancy a shirt made of chain." Carl says as he notices the chainmail. "And to be honest, the dusty look isn't really my style."

Carl continues to play his lute, with no care of who can and cannot hear him.

 

[CanadienneBacon]

"Oooh! Shiny! C'mon Thorg, it's your birthday!" Renard rushes forward to finger and oogle the armor. "We could sell this," Renard lifts the chain mail off its rack, then draws one of the swords before continuing, "and give half the profits to old Mother Hubbard back in Ptolus. She's got those eight children all crammed in that shoe of a house, she could use a few extra coppers. Last time I was invited to her home for tea, her cupboard was bare."

Yes, Renard will rush right on in and throw caution to the wind. He is picking up the chain mail and one of the swords.

 

[Deuce Traveler]

The rest of the party gives a sigh of relief as Renard isn't blasted away, nor does he trip any other kind of trap. The objects are all exquisitely made, with engravings of stags frolicking in the foreground of various scenes of nature such as forests, glades, and in front of waterfalls. Each object is of masterwork quality and can be easily removed.

 

[Erekose13]

Thym looks around the small room to see if there are any alternative exits.