RESTARTED - Rhun's Greyhawk ALPHA Campaign (tToEE) - PART III

[Leif]

OOC: Because any trap in the water temple is bound to come out of a tap!

OOC: Nice one!

 

[Rhun]

Trevor approaches the curtain, cautious of any possible danger. He finds none, and on close inspection determines the thick tapestry to be merely a clever embroidery (though perhaps aided by some minor dweomer) to make it appear as moving seaweed and shifting water.

Peering beyind, the former soldier sees that the alcove continues for perhaps another fifteen or twenty feet to terminate in other pair of large, verdigrised bronze doors. To either side of the hall are single doors of thick, bronze-banded wood, both of which are closed.

OOC: Map to come this evening.

 

[Leif]

Trevor Champlaign, hp 36/36

"Come on, then, nothing back here but an alcove and more doors." Trevor holds the curtain aside to show to the others his amazing discovery of which he is so proud! "Although, this curtain does creep me out a little bit..."

 

[Rhun]

map

 

[s@squ@tch]

Coraine

"THe interior decorator will be smited, or is it smote?"

Then he points to all of the doors and quietly says,"Care to take a listen at each?"

 

[Leif]

Trevor Champlaign, hp 36/36

"Smitten, I think you mean, Coraine, or was that 'smoted?' No matter I guess," says Trevor as he moves to listen at the doors as requested.

 

[Legildur]

"Smote. Smoten. Smited. Smitten. I think you lot have been smoken something," Kurt says sharply, but quietly, as he waits for the doors to be checked.

 

[Boddynock]

"I think you'll find it's moot (smoot) what the right form is. Come on now, Trevor, what keeps keeping you."

 

[Leif]

Trevor Champlaign, hp 36/36

Trevor seems to be taking his time for some reason. Then his companions notice that the quiet rogue's entire body is convulsing with silent laughter. "Sorry, fellows, I'll have this done is half a moment. 'SMOOT'!! HAHAHAHA"

 

[Rhun]

Trevor listens at each of the three doors, but hears nothing from behind any of them.