Who wants to be a Wayfinder? Part 1

[Shayuri]

(psst...the locks might be secure, but the wood -around- them is probably waterlogged and soft. )

 

[Mista Collins]

Seeing Johan eye the door and its quality, Seria swims over to him. "You want me to see if I can pick those locks, or you want to show off your muscles like you were known to do during physical courses back at school?" With a smile she continues. "But I don't think Whisper and I will swoon like the freshman girls did last term."

 

[Bront]

"I'll give it a try, just watch for debris."

Johan rams against the door way to try to get through.

 

[jkason]

Midian Rightson, human druid

At the far end of the hold, Johan and Midian wend their way through the boxes of cargo until they can see a door set at the far end. Approaching closer, they see that the door is banded in iron and is still sealed. There are two large metal locks at the top and bottom of the door. There is a crack in the wall nearby just large enough for a fish to swim through.

Midian
[SBLOCK]
Through you empathic link you get a feeling of unease from Seeqir. It lasts only a minute and then passes.
[/SBLOCK]

Midian tries to catch the attention of the fish in the "feeding ground," hoping his spell is still effective.

"Have any of you been through the door? Do you know what's on the other side?"

While waiting for an answer, Midian's attention seems to turn inward. When he looks to his companions again, he says, "Something set Seeqir on edge. Could just be a passing shark, but we should be careful. If whatever brought this ship down was aquatic, it might still be lurking about."

 

[SelcSilverhand]

Whisper's detect magic spell finally picks up an aura while searching one of the crates. Packed carefully in thick cloth she finds four odd looking flasks. All four are dark red in color and taper down to a sharp point like a needle. Whisper recognizes the flasks as being similar to those she found on the assassin at the inn. Though these are shaped and colored differently, it is the same general design.
Exploring farther, she also picks up a faint magical aura coming from the collapsed debris off to the side. Moving closer, she can see it comes from a small silver band around the hands ring finger.

Meanwhile across the room, Johan lines himself up with the door frame and throws himself forward. Despite the slowing effect of the water, he strikes the door with impressive force, breaking the frame and flinging the door inward. The dull crack of splintering wood echoes throughout the hold. The movement of the door has stirred up the bottom in the room, putting more silt into the water and reducing visibility. Peering through the murk, Johan can see that the room is about 10' wide and at least 10' deep, though he cannot see the back wall from here. Sitting on the floor in front of him however is a large, iron bound chest. Thick chains run through eye hooks on the floor and over the chest, securing it in place. Similar to the door, this chest has two locks on either side of the lid. On either side of you against the walls are racks for holding weapons. Most of the slots are empty. You can see more dim forms farther into the room.

Midian
[SBLOCK]
The fish just indicate that the food was down that way through the crack, but its mind is too simple to describe much more than that.
[/SBLOCK]

 

[Shayuri]

"Interesting," Whisper muses as she collects the objects with auras. "The potions our attackers had were in similar containers. It could just be coincidence...but it's worth looking into."

Hearing the door being burst open, and satisfied that there's not much more she can do where she is, Whisper then makes her way over to Johan and Midian to help search the newly opened compartment.

 

[jkason]

Midian Rightson, human druid

On either side of you against the walls are racks for holding weapons. Most of the slots are empty. You can see more dim forms farther into the room.

Midian
[SBLOCK]
The fish just indicate that the food was down that way through the crack, but its mind is too simple to describe much more than that.
[/SBLOCK]

Midian holds his glowing spear ready. "The fish said this was the way to the food," he whispers. "I'm hoping that means those are only more unfortunate crewmen, but let's not assume, yes?"

 

[Mista Collins]

Seeing the chest over Johan shoulder, Seria smiles. "I think that will take a little more finesse than you are used to. Once we determine the room is clear and safe, I can set to work on the locks."

 

[Bront]

"Soft hands and a gentile touch can work wonders, but in this particular case, you're the expert."

 

[SelcSilverhand]

Whisper
[SBLOCK]
You pick up a magical aura from the direction of the chest as you approach...
[/SBLOCK]

While Seria moves towards the box, Johan feels a sudden chill run down his spine. Peering into the gloom at the far end of the room he realizes something is moving. The dim shape resolves itself into a humanoid body shuffling slowly forward. As it comes closer you see a horrid sight. The remains of a man, dressed in leather armor, moves towards you. Its long hair trails behind him like seaweed. Its skin is a bloodless white and tattered from the feeding of small fish and crabs. Its mouth gapes open as it spots you!
Behind it, additional shapes move in the darkness...



Initiatives!


Map
[SBLOCK]

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S : Seria
J : Johan
M : Midian
W : Whisper

Z : Zombie


H : Doors
X : Crates
= : stairs up

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