Cornelious - The Mage

Cornelious looks at the corpse, taking in the figure before him in. Trying to ascertain the manner of death, he flips the body over. Taking the key and anything else he can find. Slowly getting to his feet cornelious stands.
My head. Oh it hurts. Maybe if I can get out of here I can find a drink. Every time I wake up here it feels worse. How did it happen this time? I guess it doesn't really matter.

Taking a look around he sees what he can from within his cell.

I slowly make my way past them to the end of the hallway, peeking my head around the door before walking through it.

Cornelious stops in his tracks as the thought of danger pierces through his cloudy mind. Cornelious digs around in his pack seeing what he has with him. He manages to pull out a torch, but can't seem to find anything to light it with.

Confound it, why did I bring a torch with no flint. Wait. Why did I bring a torch at all?

With the haziness starting to dissipate, Cornelious lifted his left hand out with his palm turned towards the sky. His bracelet, at first hardly even noticeable, was now spinning around his wrist at a tremendous speed. With his eyes closed, Cornelious muttered a few words. Arcane energy flowed from his outstretched hand into previously unlit torch he was holding. However, the torch was not lit with fire, but with some arcane magic. Once again, more cautiously now, Cornelious made his way out of the room.

As the hollows stagger towards him, Cornelious feels a twinge of pity for them. Not really wanting to fight them unless he has no other choice, Cornelious throws a torch about 30 ft away from him. Then he casts a minor illusion of a dog by it, hoping to draw them towards the light as he attempts to sneak his way around the hallows and out of the room.

Cornelious cautiously approaches the chest, the allure of the unknown inside it calling to him. He puts his hands on the chest, just about to open it, and then has a thought.

What if it's trapped? I should probably check it. But that takes so long. There could be great treasure in there, I can't wait.

With that, Cornelious attempts to throw back the lid of the chest and if successful, he peers inside.

Cornelious whips around to see what the noise was.

Cornelious awakens in the cell again. This time a little more aware of what's going on since it's only been minutes since last he was here.

Hmm what an interesting flask, I wonder what it does.

After attempting to figure out what the flask does Cornelious makes his way back through the hallway, past the hollows and into the room where the chest used to be. He peers through the wall where the boulder went through to see if he could exit this place through there.

Cornelious approaches the knight, and calls out to him while still being 30feet away.

"Hello Sir Knight. My name is Cornelious, and well I was just hoping that your mind isn't completely rotted away like most around here. I can hear you muttering, but perhaps you can speak up and hold a real conversation. I do hope you're sane, I'm really not feeling up to having to fight with you. "