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Message: <blockquote data-quote="the Jester" data-source="post: 1334437" data-attributes="member: 1210">The Crypt of the Demilich!Angelfire can barely think.She entered the mist and then practically had to be dragged out... and only her enhancements stop her from being completely useless.  While her animal affinity runs, she's smarter than your average bear- but not by much.Drelvin looks depressed.  "I think I messed up," he tells the others.  “I think it was some kind of test.  There were two bags and the girl- I think she was some kind of fey or something.  As soon as I touched one of the bags, she disappeared!”“What about the other bag?” asks Rex eagerly.“Sorry- it vanished too.”  “Crap,” the dragon disciple mutters.***Our heroes return to the four-way intersection they had most recently passed.  As they approach it, they discuss which direction they should take.  “If we go straight, we head up and back,” Thrush says.  “Back leads to the stupid mist.  So that leaves right or left.”“We should search for secret doors first,” Verzavi puts in, gently pulling Angelfire along behind her as she moves with the group.  “They are everywhere here.”The group searches the walls carefully, but there are no secret doors that they can detect.  Drelvin peers happily through the gemstone lens the group obtained earlier but sees nothing.  Almost as an afterthought, he looks through it into the pit at the intersection.  Nothing.  He shrugs and almost puts the gem away, but then trots thirty feet to the pit before the door that led to the mist chamber.“Hey!” he exclaims.  Hurrying back to the party, he tells them, “I found a secret door over here!”“What?” Rex cries in surprise.“Yeah, we elves are good at that.”The group moves into the pit carefully.  The bottom is littered with a few bones and moldering bits of leather, but there’s no immediate danger apparent even to Orbius’ foresight.  Still, he has a sense of foreboding.  Searching for the edge of the secret door is fruitless without the gem’s aid.  Rex pries at it with his draconic claws but can’t open it.   “Rrrr!” he growls.  “I wonder if this is where I use that key I found?”“Hey, there is a slot for a key in it!” Drelvin extends a finger.  “It’s here... wow, you can’t even really feel it.  If I couldn’t see it through the lens, we’d never have found it.”Rex pulls forth the key he’s obtained and exclaims in delight when it slides smoothly into the invisible slot.  Slowly a section of wall pivots as if on a central peg.  Behind it is the musty smell of stale air and just a hint of decay.“Well, let’s go,” Thrush says, and pushes on through.  The secret door leads to a series of short halls that ends in a wide hall that narrows and turns to the right, where it runs out of sight at its furthest extent.  The dust here is thicker than elsewhere in the tomb, as if this area is especially sacrosanct and has not been disturbed in much longer than the other parts of the complex.  Carefully the group makes its way forward and to the bend in the corner, all of them feeling incredibly wary and on edge.  This place is clearly not safe- worse, it feels like the least safe part of an incredibly not-safe place.  This place truly is a Tomb of Horrors.The hall turns sharply again after only about 20’, now turned around in a ‘U’ shape from the original wide hall.  It’s narrowed down to a mere 10’ passage, and it looks to zig off to the left again shortly.  ”Wait a sec,” says Drelvin.  “Before we go wandering off, let’s search all around here for secret doors too.”“Good idea,” Patyn nods.  “They’re everywhere in here.”“I find one,” Drelvin remarks, “just about every time I search.”  He winks.  “Elven, you know.”The group starts to search.  Almost immediately- aided by his lens- Drelvin cries, “There!”Just before the next ‘zig’ is another secret door.  It, too, is hard to open; but finally Rex and Angelfire lever it open.  And find themselves staring into a small crypt.  A pile of coins, gems and valuable-looking items, including at least one glowing sword, a rod and many other intriguing items, lies scattered before a raised stone couch on which are a few scattered bones, including a gem-encrusted skull.  Nothing moves.  All is quiet.  The smell of bone powder and dust hang in the air.“Something is very wrong here,” Azekia says in a hushed tone, and slowly, carefully, the group starts to enter the crypt of the demilich.Next Time: Crikey!  Will our heroes actually battle the demilich??  Will they do the smart thing and run away??  The answers are no and yes, but not necessarily in that order!</blockquote>

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