Expedition: White Plume Mountain

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May 12, 2016 12:57 pm
The spiritual blade slashes into the kelpie's back and she swims into the thickest parts of the seaweed, vanishing from Boide's sight. Taris struggles to get free of the octopus, while the octopus gently pushes him up onto the ledge and deposits him there; climbing out of the pool and sloshing up beside him.
May 12, 2016 3:48 pm
"Nice of you to rejoin us, lad!" Boide says in mirth. "Thank your soggy britches the squiggly thing thinks with her head and not her loins." The cleric moves along the edge of the wall for the door Eithne is trying to open.
May 12, 2016 4:13 pm
The door, which is on the north side of the room opposite the door you entered from, opens to reveal a ten foot long stair case leading up, and away from the soggy wet floor towards a long, dry hallway. At the top of the stairs Boide can see another door on the right hand (eastern) wall, the hallway also continues northward well beyond his darkvision.
May 12, 2016 4:22 pm
Eithne, on the ledge but still in octopus form, waits for everyone to mount the stairs before following. She eyes the pool warily, in case the kelpies try something nasty.
OOC:
Has it been more than a minute since I cast Moonbeam? If not, then the beam is still there and I can still use it if necessary.
May 12, 2016 4:39 pm
The moonbeam continues to hover above the water, blasting its searing light downward as an active threat against the any further attempt at charming the gathered adventurers.
May 17, 2016 5:55 pm
OOC:
So, are we carrying on down the hall and away from the kelpie room? You're all safely on the other side of the door at this point. Your options are: carry on northward down the hall, turn back into the kelpie room or try the door just down the hall on your right (east)
May 17, 2016 6:03 pm
Taris turns to Tolvaj, "Lead on, if you would."
May 17, 2016 6:11 pm
"There be a door here," says Boide, pointing to the west. No, east, sorry. He bangs his helmet with his battleaxe to straighten out his thoughts. "Should we try it?"
May 17, 2016 6:23 pm
Eithne waves her tentacles. The others have no idea what it means. It's probably best to ignore her.
May 17, 2016 9:34 pm
"I'll give it a quick look, see if it appears to be safe." Tolvaj says as he moves to the door.

Rolls

Investigation - (1d20-1)

(1) - 1 = 0

May 18, 2016 7:48 am
"Door's over on this side, elf," mutters Boide. Kelpie magic must still be addling the lad.
May 18, 2016 11:22 am
Tolvaj inspects the door and finds it to be normal.
May 18, 2016 9:32 pm
"Oh, THAT door!" responds Tolvaj as he kneels to closely inspect the door. After a few pokes and a quick peek he declares that the door is completely and utterly harmless and will attempt to swing the door open.
May 30, 2016 11:45 am
The door opens to reveal another long corridor. Near its end the corridor passes into a 10-foot diameter cylinder. The cylinder, which rotates counter-clockwise, is made of metal, and is painted with a dizzying pattern of black and white spirals. The interior is smooth and oily.
May 30, 2016 5:32 pm
"Oh, this doesn't look good," says Boide. "Oi, Cat-Dog! Wait up a bit!" The cleric casts Guidance upon Eithne, giving her Clangeddin's blessing of agility.
OOC:
Bonus to Dexterity, if what I think is going to happen, happens.
May 30, 2016 6:22 pm
Eithne pulls herself along, and after forty feet reaches the edge of the slowly rotating drum. From here she can sense that the drum is slowly rotating, but it would be easy enough to pull herself into. The inside also appears to be coated with something slick, perhaps oil.
May 30, 2016 6:27 pm
"What do you think, boys and squiggly thing?" says Boide, eyeing the oil. "Should we light this thing up before we go in?"
May 30, 2016 6:35 pm
Eithne feels like her suckers might help her find purchase on the slick surface. Then again, she has no idea what the stuff might be. Hearing Boide's suggestion to set the stuff alight, she pauses and waves the dwarf forward.
Jun 1, 2016 4:10 pm
"I'm sorta expecting this tunnel to catch fire right we're in the middle of it," Boide explains, more to himself than for the benefit of everyone. "Whoever designed this place ain't exactly the welcoming sort." He rummages through his pack for his tinderbox, grumbling about golems, mud platforms, vampires, kelpies, and a newfound distaste for standing water.
OOC:
I'm going to light it up, unless someone wants to do something else.
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