RJK'S Cairn of the Skeleton King

Zanax retrieves the coin and one at a time Moja and he enter the hole. Reaching the bottom, Zanax says, "Thanks Timrek. Most unnatural portal. Seems to fit this place though. Nothing is as it should be here."
 

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Maigreth jumps down after the men, landing painfully without suffering any noteworthy damage. "I'm not sure this is wise..." she says, rubbing her ankle, then follows the others deeper.
 

Once inside the little hollow, Rupert will wend his way toward the front of the group, nearest to the strange man.

"I'm not sure my skills will be needed here while we have a guide, but I think it's better to be err on the side of caution."
 

Anton looks about. "Reezo!" He should have rejoined us by now. I sense that he's anxious, but surely he hasn't become lost in the fog ... ?

The imp suddenly appears nearby, in his natural fiendish form. It would seem he stayed invisible well after he flew in.

Anton lowers himself down into the hole, and the imp flutters down after him.
 

The masked man waits until everyone has descended into the hole, then steps aside and mets the way to the door free.

"To enter, one of you will have to put both naked hands into the skull's mouth and pray to mighty Odin that he opens the gate. - It's very dangerous, and you might well use your hands in the process - but I cannot do it for you."

The strange wanderer looks above into the foggy sky.

"We have to hurry. The darkness extends."
 

"I cannot do this. Ehlonna would flay me alive for praying to such an afront to nature. I am sorry, but I cannot." says Zanax.
 

Unafraid, Battlehammer steps up to the door unbuckling his gauntlets. "I have done the bidding of the mighty Odin on many a battlefield. One day I shall dine with him in valhalla, so I fear not this small test."And after removing his gloves holds his bare hands up to the shadowy figure. Then turning his own eyes up to the cloudy sky. "Odin! Master of hammers and Lord of war. Grant your suplicant the power rid this land of the foul blight that has befallen it and open this door that we can go forth and cleanse this holy place!" And sticks his hands into the skulls mouth feeling for a lever or catch.
 

Another moment passes.

Nothing happens.



Then, the masked wanderer pushes against the door, and it swings open...

"Ha! Someone unlocked it on an earlier moment!"

You look into a narrow, yet solidly crafted corridor of six feet of height and four feet of wideness.

Those of you who can see in the dark will find that their nightsight doesn't seem to work here.

Yet, in the dim twilight, you can see strange frescos on the walls.

From your current position, you cannot see how long the corridor extends into the earth...
 

"We should proceed cautiously. Warriors in front and rear. Spellcasters in between. Our esteemed guide may lead the way." says Zanax.

Edited cause I forgot the purty colors.
 

"Should somebody light a torch? If our guide is going to lead the way, then I would like to stay somewhere in the middle. If not, then maybe I should be the one who takes the front. I have this innate sense of detecting danger....sometimes," Rupert states.

He looks at the frescoes, taking in this quality and content. If no one else will take the lead, he'll walk along one and run his fingers along all of the edges of the paintings, all the while listening down the corridor, hoping to hear some sort of clue as to their destination.

[sblock]Search +18 and Listen +10[/sblock]
 

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