SelcSilverhand
First Post
Doral's examination of the lock reveals it to be a simple affair and easily pickable with the right tools. Glaive moves to the far side of the room to examine the amulet. Using his arcane gaze a whirl of magical light appears around it. As he focuses on it, he is able to pick out the nature of the effect. It seems to be an evocation spell. To his amazement though, the whirl of light coalesces into the form of gaping jaws with a drop of liquid in the center. Lowering his arcane sight he sees that the amulet looks completely normal without it; just like the dozens of other amulets the cultists bore.
Once Glaive has moved to the other side of the room the surppressing silence field goes with him. You suddenly hear the men in the pits giving cry and begging to be set free. The man Midian was signing to says "Let us out! Please! They were going to leave us here! By all the gods man, free us! Starving in a hole is no way to die!"
Once Glaive has moved to the other side of the room the surppressing silence field goes with him. You suddenly hear the men in the pits giving cry and begging to be set free. The man Midian was signing to says "Let us out! Please! They were going to leave us here! By all the gods man, free us! Starving in a hole is no way to die!"