Re: Act 1, Scene 2: "Taking Care of Business" (Game Thread)

[TristenC]

Elsa nods, concern plain on her face but focus and determination guiding her actions. Cross rushes in and joins them rather emotionally, muttering under his breath. The Ranger, Halfling and Elven Dagger Mage all search the Western wall of the cell, particularly around the window. The trio quickly determines that there is no hidden portal here. Mira and Pyros search the neighboring cell as Devon joins them inside. Peering through the window he shows some concern. He calls out to the woman through the window, but she doesn’t respond to him.

The Kender and the Bard’s searches don’t reveal anything more than Artanis’ earlier. There is only one cell left to search. Devon concludes, Unless your friend missed it in his initial search. The guardsman goes ahead and unlocks the final cell. Nearby Yasir nudges Jaconos’ corpse with one boot. Hey… Hey Jac… let’s find you a new home. With that, he drags the dead man by one arm to the interior cell on the corner where the warrior lets him fall unceremoniously to the floor with a slap! Hope you like the new digs, furball. With that he slams the cell door closed. Cal watches the whole ordeal from a few paces behind the warrior, catching interested glances at the transformed body.

The new cell reveals itself to be identical to the others. Yasir snatches the key ring from Devon, locks Jac’s new cell, and thrusts them back at the younger man. The guard seems about to argue, but lets his protest fade into a perturbed look as the warrior hands his keys back.

[Jenara]

"Are we looking in the wrong place?" Mira sighs trying not to let the hopelessness slip in, pausing she hugs Yasir for a moment.

[kerap]

Before leaving this particular cell, Artanis looks out the window to determine if he can still see the woman that was getting whipped. If he does, he will try to get her attention and speak to her.

[Nocturno]

After her embrace with Yasir, but before going into the next cell Pyros will look at Mira. "Again?"

[Jenara]

Mira shrugs and gives Pyros a wink

[Rivi]

occ:i don't think iv used it for today so correct me if i'm wrong

cross looks around the hall and mutter to the dagger "well your no help...but"cross casts Detect Magic hoping the door is concealed some how with a spell or at least to scratch his magic itch the dose a quick search of each cell and the hall way

[TristenC]

Artanis finds he can still see the woman, though the swirling mist threatens to obscure her soon. He callls out to her, trying to get her attention, but in her current state she doesn't seem to hear him.

Cross mutters to Gar, who chuckles evilly when nobody but the Elf can hear. This makes him think back to the fight with the wolf-man... he'd never heard Gar behave so, even when Cross scores a lucky hit with the dagger... it was oddly disturbing. He quickly casts a detection spell, his violet eyes glowing pale blue for a moment before fading. Artanis' sword glows, as does Gar. Nothing along the walls or in the opened cells glows, however.

Elsa approaches the newly opened cell, This is the only one we haven't searched, right? Let's check it out, she says, heading inside. The Gnome follows behind, searching dilligently and casting glances at the cleric every now and then. As the halfling searches, she presses on the wall near the seams, pushes knot-holes, feels along the corners, and suddenly one panel gives with an audible click! You guys! I found it! I found it in here! she calls excitedly to the others.

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Cross casts Detect Magic
Elsa finds a Secret Door!

[Nocturno]

When Pyros hears Elsa found the door he will bound over at full speed. If the door is open he will bolt right through. He is hoping to get to the lady, to see if she can be helped.

[TristenC]

Pyros bounds past the other small folk and into the room before anyone else can react. A small, black iron stove stands amid an untidy, but friendly kitchen. An assortment of preserved foods, breads, and cheeses lines the shelves, offering the would-be diner a fairly good selection. Several barrels stand against the wall, some containing more food and one that has been tapped and now rests in an elevated stand. Several beer mugs hang from hooks on the wall beside the latter barrel. Two doors lead out of this room: one is a swinging door set in the east wall, currently blocked by a portcullis, and the other is a plain affair of pine set in the western wall. Elsa comes through next, mace at the ready, with Cal close behind.

[Nocturno]

After taking the scene in Pyros will tentatively see if the pine door is locked.

[TristenC]

Yasir stands near the door to the newly opened cell and watches with some interest. Yell if you need me to kill something, Pyros. he calls after the brash Kender.

Pyros checks and the western door proves to be locked, though the lock itself isn't very good.

[OOC: +20% to Open Lock check]

[Nocturno]

Pyros will pick the lock.

Open Locks (80%): [1d100] = 99

[Ooc: WTF lol good thing you gave me +20% lol... Base 80% then your bonus 20%...]

[TristenC]

[Ooc: good thing, too. Thieves can't boost their own skill checks above 95% including all adjustments for racial, dex and armor. But a crappy lock can . For rogue checks in my world a 100 always fails, but you got about as close to failure as you could and still passed ]

Pyros works the lock for 2 minutes, but the thing is made so poorly it doesn't seem to want to turn! He pries and wedges and fiddles with it some more. Finally he smacks the stupid thing in frustration, and is rewarded with audible click as the latch gives. Elsa shakes her head incredulously, and Cal halts in the process of digging out his own picks.

[Nocturno]

"Calling RatKing! Care to open the door in-case one of the wolves stuck around?"

[Jenara]

"Thank the Gods." Mira calls and pokes her head in the door to call to Art. "Elsa found it." Moving with Yasir she comes to the door and waits, letting the others do the door.

"Art goes first, with Elsa. Then Cal and Cross.. I'll take the rear." She looks back at Yasir. "Is this goodbye?" She asks glancing at Devon. They could just leave...