Redclaw's Eyes of the Lich Queen

[pathfinderq1]

Chevri paused only a moment, peering down into the fire-lit well quizzically. Where could the beast have gone? Her feral instincts soon got the better of her judgement, though- the prey (dangerous though it might be) had run, and she had to give chase. With a moment's thought, she surrendered to the bestial side of her nature- her features changed, her nose pulling into a wider, short snout that altered her profile noticeably. And with that, she leapt down into the pit to search for the dragon...

OOC: Shift, jump into pit (using Boots of Landing), scan for beastie. While shifted, she has Scent, Low-light vision, Listen +10, Spot +9 and Search +1- use the flaming sphere for light. Anybody else coming down?

 

[s@squ@tch]

Hedowin, Mage 5, Hp: 13/21

"Wow." Hedowin exclaimed as the shifter jumped down the well.

"I can't say I saw THAT coming."

"Anyone have a rope? She might need some help down there against a dragon."

 

[OnlytheStrong]

Bregan shakes his head as he sees the shifter jump. "I shall need a rope. I am not in good enough shape to simply jump down."

 

[Redclaw]

The transformed druid descends into the well, where she quickly discovers that the very floor of the well is a door. The marks on the door and the bottom of the well's walls indicate that the door swings downward. She can find no method of opening it, however.

 

[pathfinderq1]

"Can any of you open a door? I can't find a latch or anything..." In her more feral state, the young shifter's voice was deeper, more a growl than a purr, and her impetuousness was quite plain. Even as she spoke she was digging at the edges of the (presumed) door with her fingertips- not frantically so, but the motion was obvious.

 

[Creamsteak]

Drekhad mumbles to those up top, "Let's get Bregan down there. Someone get a rope." He then speaks down the well... "We're sending Bregan down. I've got a crowbar I could lend you but I somewhat don't want to drop it on your head."

 

[EvolutionKB]

Talas 36/42 AC 22

Talas strides up to the well and listens to his comrades call to chase down the dragon. "Ummm....Couldn't this be a trap? Not that we've shied away from them before," he adds looking at Drekhad. "Perhaps our best option at this point would not be running into the lair of a little baby dragon. Who knows where Mama is." Either way, Talas pulls his rope out of his backpack and lowers it's length down the well.

 

[OnlytheStrong]

Bregan nods, "I have thought of a trap." He leans over the well's opening, "Calm your feral instincts kindred. Perhaps this is not the best way to give chase."

 

[pathfinderq1]

Chevri looked up only momentarily before she returned to her futile search for a way through the door. "It was hurt. It did not flee to trap us, and if we do not chase it down while we are fresh and ready, it might come upon us when it is recovered, when it chooses, and when we can least afford the trial," she growled.

 

[Redclaw]

The group searches the bottom of the well more carefully, but is still unable to find a mechanism to open the door. The stone seems thick, and it would clearly take a significant amount of work to break through by force.