Will's AD&D 2nd Edition - Who knows where it will go!

[William Smith1]

Jhary notices a small needle trap that looks like it is designed to stab anyone unlocking the door, it may be poisoned. He succeeds in disarming the trap but is unable to unlock the door. Aego examines the Kobold closely and it is not breathing. He can retrieve his dagger but it is very bloody. Dorana and Luis see no more guards. Luis, seeing Jhary fail at unlocking the door says, "Say there Jhary, good job with that trap but looks like you failed on the lock. Let me borrow one of your lockpicks and I will give it a go."

 

[jmucchiello]

"If the door is locked? How'd the kobold get here?" Dorana says. "Does he have a key?" She searches the kobold for a key.

 

[William Smith1]

Yes indeed! The dead Kobold guard has a key. Dorana finds it along with 4 copper pieces and some lint from the Kobold's pocket.

 

[jmucchiello]

"Try this on the door," Dorana says, pocketing the 4 cp and ignoring the lint.

 

[JustinCase]

Looking at his bloody dagger in disgust, Aego wipes the blade clean with the dead kobold's clothes. It's not as easy as he thought, and soon there are many stains on the outfit and still a lot left on the weapon.

The elf sighs, then looks at the ragged clothes on Luis. He hesitates, then thinks better of it.

"Does anyone have a piece of cloth?" the wizard asks softly, leaning on his staff with his other arm.

 

[JharyOConnah]

Jhary smirked and watched Dorana procure the key and the elf, Aego, futily wiping at his dagger. The hobbit shrugged at Luis, stepping to open the door to Bobby Bard's residence.

(Jhary will look then move through the door, if clear, stealthily. He'll continue to search for traps or signs of other kobolds, etc.)

 

[jmucchiello]

Dorana follows the thief inside.

 

[William Smith1]

You enter a 10'x10' room with a spiral staircase leading down. The staircase is clear of Kobolds. You descend the staircase and end up in a 20'x20' room. There is a door in each of the four walls. The doors have no visible handles or keyholes. There is a small pile of trash in the SouthEast corner.

 

[JustinCase]

Aego moves as quietly as the halfling as he surveys the rooms, paying particular attention to the handle-less doors.

Then the elf moves up to the trash in the corner, and with his staff starts cautiously looking through it.

 

[JharyOConnah]

"Nasty Kobolds mucking up a nice clean interior design like this...quite the shame. Tsk tsk." Jhary remarked as he walked around the perimeter of the room, carefully examining the doors, ceiling, floor, attempting to find more devious traps and such.

"Which way shall we go, friends? I do hope we don't run into an army of the buggers."

The hobbit gritted his teeth.

 

[William Smith1]

Luis says while digging into the trash pile himself: "What you afraid of Aego? Think there are scorpions or something else nasty in here?" He finds a glass flute with 3 holes and holds it up for all to see.

 

[JustinCase]

”Ha!” Aego says with a smile that is more uncomfotable than amused.

”No, but I’m not sure if these kobolds carry diseases,” he replies haughtily, giving up his examination of the trash and moving to the closest door.

”How about we knock?”

The elven wizard holds up his staff, ready to pound on the door unless someone stops him.

 

[jmucchiello]

"We run the risk of them organizing if we alert them," Dorana points out. "But either way, is fine by me."

 

[William Smith1]

Luis says, "Wait a minute Aego. This guy was a Bard right? Maybe this flute is a key or something."

 

[JustinCase]

Aego shrugs as he lowers his staff.

"Knocking or blowing a tune, both seem likely to alert someone. But go right ahead."

The elven wizard saunters casually behind Luis, almost incidentally placing the half-elf between himself and the closest door.

 

[JharyOConnah]

Jhary, up until this point, was making his best attempt at sneaking. As he listened to the others, he dropped the pretense.

He strode over to Luis and grabbed the little glass flute in one motion. The hobbit held it up in the faint light.

"Looks simple enough. I'm a zither man, but well acquainted with other instruments. Solos are my specialty. You see, I trained with the great mumbles..."

Jhary O Connah wiped at the flute that they'd just received from a pile of trash. He made a face as he put it to his lips and blew.

The bard tried a variety of melodies using one, then two, then three notes. He looked around at the doors and his companions.

The tiny white mouse scurried down Jhary's arm and, out of curiosity, sniffed at the flute.

 

[William Smith1]

The flute is quite easy to play but very simple. While experimenting Jhary happens to play three notes in the order ABC. The door to the North pops open revealing a 20'x20' room. From your vantage you can see there are two doors on the North wall of that room. You also see a large Key on the floor in the center of the room.

 

[JustinCase]

"Great," sighs Aego, "A puzzle."

The wizard points at the key in the new room but does not move into the chamber.

"We'll need that for a door, eventually. The flute will open the other doors, I imagine, but the one we really need to open, will require that key. But it's probably trapped."

If anyone gives him a raised eyebrow, the elf will simply say, "What? This is just like the Tower of Eternal Puzzles in the Compleat Saga of Lost Magicks of Ancient Times. I must've read it a dozen times during my studies. Only book worth reading, anyway."

 

[William Smith1]

Luis says to Jhary, "Wonder if that Bobby fellow read the same book as Aego?"

 

[JharyOConnah]

Jhary O Connah shrugged, feigning a non-existent education. “Well everyone’s read THAT one,” he said to Luis as he cautiously approached the newly revealed room.

Instead of entering the room, Jhary put the flute to lip again, attempting different combinations of notes. He glanced at the other doors and sang between simplistic, intentionally different melodies.

“Perhaaaps the dooor on the left...”

Another one note melody.

“Maay-hap the dooor on the righht...”

Another two note melody.

“Maybe the door behind will OPEN...”

Another three note melody.

“Maybe the dooor stays tiiight...”

It looked, to the small group assembled, that the little white mouse tapped his foot in beat to the improvisational song.