Six From Gate Pass - Chapter 3: Shelter From The Storm

"Four feet you say? At that width the platform will only be 3" thick. I don't know much of stone, but will that be strong enough? Also, how do you propose to get that thing across? Won't it be massively heavy?"
 

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Hrimr thinks for a moment.

"Well, since the ladder I made held Alric and I we should be good. We can cross over one at a time just to be safe. Yes it will be heavy, but if all of us work together we should be able to move it."

OOC: Hrimr casts stone shape and begins to fashion the stone bridge across the gap.
 

Lars looks the newcomer up and down. "Well hello, Edmond Merryweather! I've never heard of Arnir of Bowtie. You must have the wrong guy."
 

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Seaquen - North Harbour

"I believe you must have misunderstood me the first time, my name is Edmond Merrywinter, not weather. Fear not though, you are not the first to have made that mistake." He flashes you a smile filled with perfectly straight white teeth. "Also, the elven noble I am looking for is Arnir of House Bowflight. I am most certain that he lives here, seeing as my papers indicate as much. You see, he has an outstanding balance at the Lyceum and I have the unfortunate duty of discussing this sensitive matter with him. You obviously inhabit the same building as he and from what I can glean by staring through your open windows is that you share a common domicile that does not appear to be split into a tenement." Edmond maintains his smile as he pauses. "Now, I can infer on my own that he is not present at the moment. Could you indulge me and at least let me know when you believe he will be returning?"
 
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Hrimr finishes the bridge. With the help of the party he moves it over the gap.

"I'll go first. I should be the one to test it and I need to check this sarcophagus for any possible traps. We going to need every copper we can get to hire a Cleric to heal Bannock. Churches love their donations."

OOC: Provided Hrimr makes it across no problem he will search the sarcophagus for traps.
 

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Caves - Lair

Hrimr, the snake-man shaped sarcophagus is covered in deteriorating and tarnished gold leaf. It peels away and flakes into dust at the mere passing of your breath upon its surface. After examining it for some time, you do not find any traps.
 

Hrimr shouts over to the group:

"There don't appear to be any traps I'm going to try and open it."

OOC: Hrimr attempts to open it. Provided he doesn't suffer anything horrible he will cast detect magic on the contents.
 

Arnir remains on the stone pier, peering over the side to the webbed floor below and not wanting to risk the stone bridge just yet. "Anything interesting?"
 

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Caves - Lair

Hrimr, with a sound similar to a cork being removed from a vial, the lid of the sarcophagus is lifted and cave air rushes into the empty space. The stale smell of tomb air, redolent with the scent of forgotten centuries, rises to your nostrils and the faint clanking of gears hidden somewhere in or beneath the burial vessel can be heard. However, nothing seems to happen and you can infer that the structural destruction in this room likely rendered harmless whatever trap or hazard may have been protecting this place.

The mummified remains of a humanoid fills up most of the coffin and you communicate that a number of objects have been arrayed around the body. You see a thick tome bound in some strange material that looks as if much of it has been damaged by age. There is also: a large chased silver jeweled coffer with carved dryad scene; a jeweled ornamental scimitar; a silver chalice encrusted with gem stones; and, around one wrist of the mummy is a bronze bracelet in the shape of a snake biting its own tail. Lastly, still clutched between the body's two hands and placed across its chest, is a thick black scroll tube that is so heavily lacquered that you can see your face in its mirror-like surface.

Only the tome registers a magical aura.

GM: In terms of this stone bridge that has been fashioned, I'm not too miffed about the dimensions to give you guys a hard time with it. As far as I am concerned, you are able to fashion something serviceable. That being said, 3 inch thickness spread over 10 feet would likely snap like a twig if anyone heavier than Arnir stepped on it. But we're playing dungeons and dragons, not dungeons and mathematics :)
 
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