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<blockquote data-quote="Lars Frehse" data-source="post: 853403" data-attributes="member: 1674"><p><strong>Secrets- part 2</strong></p><p></p><p>Behind the curtain, there was a dry and cool corridor that lead them to the middle of the mountain, where it ended abruptly. Instead, it opened into a shaft which lead roughly eighty feet upwards.</p><p></p><p>Ben transformed into his spiderform and scaled up, noticing that shortly before arriving, he felt weaker. Apparently, the bullstrength that Trepat had cast on him had been dispelled by a trap that was supposed to kill off people who went up the shaft by means of magical flight. While the effect was merely a nuisance for Ben as it were, it would have been downright lethal had a „fly“ or a „spiderclimb“ spell been dispelled.</p><p></p><p>The shaft lead to yet another corridor with three doors: One at the far end and one to the left and right in the middle of it. After the friends had climbed up on a rope which Ben had fastened to one of the doors, they first tried the left door. However, they found no apparent means of opening the door and so they turned to the right one which could easily be opened with a door handle.</p><p></p><p>Again, there was a corridor, this one turning left after a short while. However, the friends soon realized that unlike the previous corridors, this one was far from empty. In fact, as they followed it’s path, which was an inward spiral, they saw several traps that had been previously activated. There was a blade on a pendulum hanging from the ceiling, open trapdoors, scorchmarks where fireballs had been set off, and so on.</p><p></p><p>In the center of the spiral, there was a small room which was empty except for one thing: a big, iron lever that was attached to the wall.</p><p></p><p>„Well...“, Trepat said, slowly backing out of the room: „I think you can deal with that yourself, Torn. I will just wait outside.“</p><p></p><p>Torn nodded, his face turning sour: „Yeah, you’re right. If this lever really does what we both seem to think it does, you might as well. You couldn’t help me and so you guys shouldn’t take the risk.“</p><p></p><p>„Huh? What do you think the lever does?“, Jan asked.</p><p></p><p>Torn rolled his eyes: „I think we all think that if this lever is pulled the door opposite this spiral corridor gets opened. But probably the traps get primed again as well. So you might as well get out of here now and let me do my work.“</p><p></p><p>Jan’s face lightened up as he understood but then it darkened again. It wasn’t like him to leave a friend behind in order to face dangers on his own, but he was aware that there was nothing he could do to help. His strong arm and his sword weren’t able to fight more open enemies than those traps.</p><p></p><p>„I will stay behind though“, Ben said and as he saw the puzzled looks of his companions, he added: „I will stay at a good distance behind Torn, of course. But in case he is unlucky, he might need my healing abilities in order to make it through.“.</p><p></p><p>And so it was decided. Jan, Niklas and Trepat walked back past the traps through the spiral to the main corridor. Then, after having left them enough time to get out Torn pulled the lever and immediately, they knew that at least part of their theory was right: from the corridor behind them, they heard whirring, clicking and grinding noises, as whirring blades went back into their hiding places in the wall an, pits closed up again and every other trap got primed as well.</p><p></p><p>Not expecting any success, Torn tried to move the lever again, but it was stuck and all he could possibly achieve by pulling it any further would have been breaking it. Torn sighed, regretting for the moment that situations like this were his job, and then he started walking back the spiral walkway, carefully checking for tell tale signs of traps in the corridor while Ben leisurely stayed behind him.</p><p></p><p>He turned around the first corners when suddenly he felt the mental grip of a magical trap in his mind. He wrestled with this force for a moment, and then, he had conquered it. Then he continued on to the next corridor where he disabled a set of whirling blades, which would have cut him into many slices.</p><p></p><p>Next, around yet another corner, he went to where he remembered that there had been a pit before. Now, however, it was completely covered and as he hunkered down, trying to see where exactly the pit began, he suddenly felt the ground under him give away. Before he could react, he was falling down eighty feet, crashing right onto the spikes on the pit floor.</p><p></p><p>Severly wounded and aching, he climbed out of the pit again where Ben healed him. He grunted, leaving Ben to wonder whether it was meant as a thanks for the healing or a surpressed curse at Torn’s own profession and then he went on down the corridor.</p><p></p><p>Next, he stood at the corner where scorchmarks on the floor over the entire length of the corridor indicated that something dangerous would be triggered there. Carefully he bent into the corridor, not touching the floor and examined the corner wall for a mechanism that could have caused the marks. In an instant he felt his hair on his arms rising, and fearing the worst he rolled back into the corridor from which he had come as just at that moment a huge bolt of lightning cracked through the other corridor.</p><p></p><p>He closed his eyes and silently thanked Erias before getting up and continuing dorn the corridor. He turned right once again, but even though he carefully looked for signs and he had seen no traps there, he triggered yet another one. Again, he became victim of a magical trap and a shattering noise hit him from both sides, leaving him winded, bruised and a whistiling in his ears. Again, the unharmed halfing walked up to him again and healed him.</p><p></p><p>Eventually, after Torn had been slashed by a scythe, blasted by a fireball, and cut by a pendulum blade they made it out of the spiral. Their friends welcomed them in the main corridor, showing their concern about the bruised, scorched, cut and all in all badly pummeled looking half-orc.</p><p></p><p>The next door lead to another corridor which ended at a fork. Torn, who walked up front saw that the corridor there was a dead end. To his left, it penetrated merely ten feet into his mountain and to the right it was only twenty feet long and ending in a pit. Before he could tell his friends about that, however, an iron portcullis crashed into the ground, seperating him from his friends.</p><p></p><p>However, he now noticed that that wasn’t even the worst about his situation yet. To his left, where he had thought that the corridor had been empty, he now saw something moving. Something that was exactly filling up the corridor and which was transparent. There was a gelatinous cube moving towards him and there was no way for Torn to dodge that thing...</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Lars Frehse, post: 853403, member: 1674"] [b]Secrets- part 2[/b] Behind the curtain, there was a dry and cool corridor that lead them to the middle of the mountain, where it ended abruptly. Instead, it opened into a shaft which lead roughly eighty feet upwards. Ben transformed into his spiderform and scaled up, noticing that shortly before arriving, he felt weaker. Apparently, the bullstrength that Trepat had cast on him had been dispelled by a trap that was supposed to kill off people who went up the shaft by means of magical flight. While the effect was merely a nuisance for Ben as it were, it would have been downright lethal had a „fly“ or a „spiderclimb“ spell been dispelled. The shaft lead to yet another corridor with three doors: One at the far end and one to the left and right in the middle of it. After the friends had climbed up on a rope which Ben had fastened to one of the doors, they first tried the left door. However, they found no apparent means of opening the door and so they turned to the right one which could easily be opened with a door handle. Again, there was a corridor, this one turning left after a short while. However, the friends soon realized that unlike the previous corridors, this one was far from empty. In fact, as they followed it’s path, which was an inward spiral, they saw several traps that had been previously activated. There was a blade on a pendulum hanging from the ceiling, open trapdoors, scorchmarks where fireballs had been set off, and so on. In the center of the spiral, there was a small room which was empty except for one thing: a big, iron lever that was attached to the wall. „Well...“, Trepat said, slowly backing out of the room: „I think you can deal with that yourself, Torn. I will just wait outside.“ Torn nodded, his face turning sour: „Yeah, you’re right. If this lever really does what we both seem to think it does, you might as well. You couldn’t help me and so you guys shouldn’t take the risk.“ „Huh? What do you think the lever does?“, Jan asked. Torn rolled his eyes: „I think we all think that if this lever is pulled the door opposite this spiral corridor gets opened. But probably the traps get primed again as well. So you might as well get out of here now and let me do my work.“ Jan’s face lightened up as he understood but then it darkened again. It wasn’t like him to leave a friend behind in order to face dangers on his own, but he was aware that there was nothing he could do to help. His strong arm and his sword weren’t able to fight more open enemies than those traps. „I will stay behind though“, Ben said and as he saw the puzzled looks of his companions, he added: „I will stay at a good distance behind Torn, of course. But in case he is unlucky, he might need my healing abilities in order to make it through.“. And so it was decided. Jan, Niklas and Trepat walked back past the traps through the spiral to the main corridor. Then, after having left them enough time to get out Torn pulled the lever and immediately, they knew that at least part of their theory was right: from the corridor behind them, they heard whirring, clicking and grinding noises, as whirring blades went back into their hiding places in the wall an, pits closed up again and every other trap got primed as well. Not expecting any success, Torn tried to move the lever again, but it was stuck and all he could possibly achieve by pulling it any further would have been breaking it. Torn sighed, regretting for the moment that situations like this were his job, and then he started walking back the spiral walkway, carefully checking for tell tale signs of traps in the corridor while Ben leisurely stayed behind him. He turned around the first corners when suddenly he felt the mental grip of a magical trap in his mind. He wrestled with this force for a moment, and then, he had conquered it. Then he continued on to the next corridor where he disabled a set of whirling blades, which would have cut him into many slices. Next, around yet another corner, he went to where he remembered that there had been a pit before. Now, however, it was completely covered and as he hunkered down, trying to see where exactly the pit began, he suddenly felt the ground under him give away. Before he could react, he was falling down eighty feet, crashing right onto the spikes on the pit floor. Severly wounded and aching, he climbed out of the pit again where Ben healed him. He grunted, leaving Ben to wonder whether it was meant as a thanks for the healing or a surpressed curse at Torn’s own profession and then he went on down the corridor. Next, he stood at the corner where scorchmarks on the floor over the entire length of the corridor indicated that something dangerous would be triggered there. Carefully he bent into the corridor, not touching the floor and examined the corner wall for a mechanism that could have caused the marks. In an instant he felt his hair on his arms rising, and fearing the worst he rolled back into the corridor from which he had come as just at that moment a huge bolt of lightning cracked through the other corridor. He closed his eyes and silently thanked Erias before getting up and continuing dorn the corridor. He turned right once again, but even though he carefully looked for signs and he had seen no traps there, he triggered yet another one. Again, he became victim of a magical trap and a shattering noise hit him from both sides, leaving him winded, bruised and a whistiling in his ears. Again, the unharmed halfing walked up to him again and healed him. Eventually, after Torn had been slashed by a scythe, blasted by a fireball, and cut by a pendulum blade they made it out of the spiral. Their friends welcomed them in the main corridor, showing their concern about the bruised, scorched, cut and all in all badly pummeled looking half-orc. The next door lead to another corridor which ended at a fork. Torn, who walked up front saw that the corridor there was a dead end. To his left, it penetrated merely ten feet into his mountain and to the right it was only twenty feet long and ending in a pit. Before he could tell his friends about that, however, an iron portcullis crashed into the ground, seperating him from his friends. However, he now noticed that that wasn’t even the worst about his situation yet. To his left, where he had thought that the corridor had been empty, he now saw something moving. Something that was exactly filling up the corridor and which was transparent. There was a gelatinous cube moving towards him and there was no way for Torn to dodge that thing... [/QUOTE]
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