Swan strides across the room to the rusty portcullis. Beyond, she can see a short corridor heading 10’ due west before it arrives at a north-south T-junction. She can’t see how far these passageways extend from her side of the portcullis.
As she turns to relay this information to the rest of The Hellions, out of nowhere a strong wind rises in the room, buffeting the bones on the floor and causing them to rattle. This is accompanied by a booming voice: "
Fools! Flee before your bones rest here evermore!" followed by a sinister, cackling laughter.
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Day 2, 10:20 am
Fenwick, Elf 1: 5/5
Gabbro, Elf 1: 7/7
Lanhkmer, Thief 1: 4/4
Ricard, Fighter 1: 7/7
Swan, Fighter 1: 5/6
Tiberious, Magic-User 1: 5/5
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