Rhun's Greyhawk OMEGA Campaign (ToEE) - Continued


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Ciaran can you spring us some magical light. I need both my hands for my chain
The champion nods to the torch he hold in his left hand.

Once the light source is taken care of, Zirat will lead the group to the far door.
He stops and tries to detect any wicked presence in the area rather then what is radiated from the temple's walls.
 


As Ciaran ignites a sunrod, Zirat uses his divine ability to sense evil. There is nothing above and beyond the background evil though, neither to the south or beyond the door to the north.


-MAP-
 


You fall into what has become your standard marching order. moving down a thirty foot corridor into a rather large chamber. The plastered walls and ceilings of this place are covered with paintings of eyes, and another symbol you have noted before as well: an equilateral triangle with a Y shape within, the branches at the base corners and the stem meeting at the apex. The eyes are of all sorts, monsterous and humanoid, of various colors, and all seem to stare in hatred, hunger or fright.

The chamber appears to have seen rough use of late. Piles of rubbish are scattered about, gnawed bones, and signs of a large fire apparently burned frequently in the middle of the floor. Four doors are visible, as is a wide stairway going up. Just ten feet south of the steps is a large brass gong, suspended in a hornwood frame. Two smoky cressets burn on the angled portions of the east and west walls, dimly lighting the place.


-MAP-
 

"What a creepy room," Deren says quietly as he tries not to think about all those eyes staring at him. He pauses as his eyes come across the gong. "I'm surprised someone isn't stationed here ready to sound the gong. Maybe we're just lucky."
 

The chamber appears to have seen rough use of late. Piles of rubbish are scattered about, gnawed bones, and signs of a large fire apparently burned frequently in the middle of the floor. Four doors are visible, as is a wide stairway going up. Just ten feet south of the steps is a large brass gong, suspended in a hornwood frame. Two smoky cressets burn on the angled portions of the east and west walls, dimly lighting the place.


-MAP-

"Looks like a humanoid campsite. My guess is the barbaric gnolls we saw before. Somebody was here recently enough to light those things." Sir Merrick points at the cressets with his javelin as he makes his point. "Stay sharp and lets press on."
 


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