Ptolus: The Prison of the Sahuagin Queen
Whizbang Dustyboots
Gnometown Hero
[sblock=ooc]In theory, Ada is still with us, but seems unlikely to keep up. Would one of you mind piloting her? You'll want to have a full four-man party for this last stretch of the dungeon.[/sblock]
Whizbang Dustyboots
Gnometown Hero
The group thrashes around in the dark, their weapons splashing through what feels like rushing waterfalls where there were none a moment before, until finally Garn crashes against the water-logged door. There's a squeaking sound as sodden wood moves against stone and the long-since-rusted hinges. Then there's a crack and the water suddenly begins to drop precipitiously in the room.
There are no more movements in the dark, save those made by the Delvers themselves.
There are no more movements in the dark, save those made by the Delvers themselves.
Whizbang Dustyboots
Gnometown Hero
The tunnel, now an inch or so deep in murky water flowing from the failed trap in the room the group just escaped, leads toward a door at the far end of the hall.
Glancing upwards, Garn spots that the stone blocks of the ceiling do not seem equally dark with damp: A 10-foot long block in the ceiling immediately before the door at the end of the hall hangs slightly lower, and water drops run freely down the sides from what would otherwise appear to be sealed cracks between the stones.
Glancing upwards, Garn spots that the stone blocks of the ceiling do not seem equally dark with damp: A 10-foot long block in the ceiling immediately before the door at the end of the hall hangs slightly lower, and water drops run freely down the sides from what would otherwise appear to be sealed cracks between the stones.
