Pathfinder 1E Sword of Valor, Wrath of the Righteous AP Part 2 with your hosts Scotley and MLeibrock

[Neurotic]

"We did find the kitchen. I'm surprised not to see moo evil hither. Haply we did do destroy those folk all?"

Viridian jumps on the table looking around.

"If 't be true thither art moo they wilt beest waiting for us."

He nods toward both doors.
"Which way?"

 

[MetaVoid]

"I'd say one of these is pantry or basement entrance. You know, supplies for the kitchen. Let's try the left one. Lady Thorn, would you do the honors this time?"

OOC: @Shayuri - would you like Thorn to take a look? I'm not a trap-finder and just got lucky before now, but as Desna evangelist...you know, luck is something that works Checking north door: [roll0]

 

[Scotley]

GM: The pace of this game has picked up dramatically with the new players, but I don't want to go so fast we alienate any of the old hands. So, I'm going to give more folks a chance to chime in before I go further. Not complaining mind you. Most of my other games as both a player and a GM have halted, so slowed to a crawl, so I've got the time to devote if you guys are up for it. I'd like to hear everyone's opinion of how fast we go in the OOC when you get a chance.

 

[MetaVoid]

I don't mind going slower. That's why I didn't immediately open those doors. Thorn should at least give them once over.

 

[Scotley]

Finding nothing more dangerous than rusty fittings on the door, the door is pushed open with a screech of rusty hinges. Beyond the air is fresher, at least as fresh as can be had in the World wound. Stunted trees and tangled grass choke this open-air courtyard .A half-broken statue looks to the sky with what once would have
been outstretched arms. A couple of door open off the Courtyard lead East while an alley leads back toward the entrance.

[sblock=Map Key]D2 was the ruined stable, D3 the altar room, D4 was the room with the mysterious rope leading into the ceiling, D5 the room with the dead soldiers where you are now. [/sblock]

 

[Lou]

Fatoon wearily follows along, ready to cast a spell to aid the group if a fight appear imminent. He is clearly dragging from the long ride here. His steps are slow and measured.

 

[Neurotic]

"Block this door so we don't get blindsided. And lets keep going indoors, we're better protected that way." kobold feels more comfortable in closed quarters than in the open.

 

[MetaVoid]

Adrian shrugs. "I am used to be at the front in the open field of battle, pushing armies. This room-to-room is not really my style. I pray we cleared the evil...but you know, hope for the best, prepare for the worst."
The marshal blocks the door with a table and puts some cutlery so it falls and makes noise if someone pulls the table aside. He then stands next to the eastern doors waiting for the sign from the rest of the group.

 

[Scotley]

With an effort and much grating of stone on stone a stone table is shoved in front of the door. A few rusty kitchen tools are balanced at the edges. You are confident that a great effort would be needed to open the door from without and much clattering would accompany any such action. Soon the party is arrayed at the door leading East from the kitchen.

OOC: Who is opening the door?

 

[Neurotic]

OOC: So we made quite a noise, eh? When I said block the door, I didn't expect we will warn everyone and everything inside that we're here. (i.e. I would use wooden parts and leather straps to block the door. Unless [MENTION=4936]Shayuri[/MENTION] opens the door, I believe our new companion is ready. (going by MetaVoids description)