RidderMound

Browyn followed Felkrudd to find out if there were anymore clues he could find in the glade. He had been in the wilds and being a hunter he knew how to find tracks and game corridors. Many a time, it would also require tracking dung droppings to understand the creature type and where they could have gone next. He looked at the tracks and the dung piles, trying to make sense of the direction again.

OOC: Using Adaptive talent to roll awareness in place of Beastlore to get more information as Beastlore has failed. I don't know it can be done. If it is not possible we will retcon it.

While the boys are climbing the mound, Krisanna begins a slow circuit around its perimeter, looking for any signs of an entrance that may have been buried. As she makes her rounds she evaluates the shape and structure of the barrow, considering that the most likely places for an entrance would be on the narrower sides (if in fact the hill is not circular).

As the group gathers on top of the mound, at the center, Lothar reveals his revelations. "Mostly goblins, and some wolf. Likely ridden by goblins. The shit I mean."

But then it's down to business, and after kicking at the stone to make sure it's not trapped, Lothar muckles onto the thing and tries to move it or otherwise open the way into the barrow...

Browyn nodded at the assessment. "These are goblins and wolves shit. These tracks lead to somewhere here. Maybe its a goblin cave or something."

"Mmm, boys? Over here," Krisanna calls over, pointing to the stone. "I didn't see any evidence of an entrance at ground level, but this...," she taps on the stone with the pommel of her dagger, making a slightly hollow clinking sound. "This may be our way in. Who's feeling burly today?"

Browyn looks down in the abyssal depth, "Hmm, looks like a dungeon entrance to me. We can drop a torch and see how far down this entrance is. Then we can try to climb down if everything seems alright."

"Sounds good to me. I'll look for someone to secure a line." Krisanna looks about for a suitable rock, tree, or other object to which to tie a rope for their descent.

"If the standing stones are too wobbly, we can use my mule," Felskrudd says. "Should be able to carry some of us."

Browyn looked down and watched the room, "Looks like this is a kind of entrance, but it's a drop. I can see a room, probably a dungeon? I will go down, and hopefully you can follow." He grabbed the rope tied by Krisanna and started lowering himself down while holding a torch in other hand.

Lothar helps to secure the rope -- using his own if necessary -- then attempts to descend into the ancient tomb...

Browyn started to climb down but managing the torch and the rope was tricky and he slipped from his hold.


OOC: Rolls. Wow, even with the boon, Browyn has failed.

Krisanna winces, muttering, "That's gonna leave a mark," as she steadies the rope. "What do you see down there?"

Elaria also goes down the rope and almost slips and falls but just manages to catch herself. She then finally makes it down without any other problems.

Once everyone is down safely, Krisanna rappels off the lip of the opening and slides down the rope. She lands with a very soft thud and draws her dagger, ready for anything, eyes scouting her surroundings.