With the numbing cold of this level of the tower and in this room all around them, the party waited for someone to act. Once again at the urging of Uthlok, who had become in the recent months more of a leader then a thief, Sirene stepped forward. Gazing within her mind she spoke the words of a spell long known and brought forth her Wizard's Eye.
Silent and invisible, the fey eye soared through the room searching every burrow and crevice. It flew through the holes in the great doors to search beyond and even dove the fathoms of the uncanny pool.
The doors clearly were protected by magic and guarded but what had once been powerful and deadly, was now weak and almost frail it seemed to the Elvin Enchantress. Though weak the magic was enough to stop the wizard eye from passing beyond, however the hole above the west door was not so protected. Sirene sending her mind's eye through it was able to use it to by pass the door, to find it was nothing more then a borrowed tunnel as if carved through the stone. Through it Sirene was able to see that nothing lay beyond this Western door, but another long ice covered hallway.
However to the North her eye was stopped, as with the West door the magic yet strong enough to keep her out. The pool was next and as sent the eye into its depths found that the pool was actually a naturally heated stream of water flowing from a small river outside the tower and running through a series of hot springs leading to this room. Thus the reason for it's warmth and lack of freezing. The tunnel big enough only for a small child or halfling, though clearly leading to outside of the tower walls.
(DM OOC: OK first post in a longer then normal time frame. So there you have a bit more information as to what lies in the pool and beyond one door. Choose wisely. Ok next post Sunday the 30th as we are presently in a two week post cycle. If everyone gets their posts in early, then so will I.)
"We may know more, but what we do know is incomplete. If we can find some tunnel beyond the other doors I might be able to peer beyond. If not we must use what we have and move onward."
Ulthok looked back at the north door, " The pool could be an emergency escape, but I don't feel it is the way we are meant to go. I will cast a dispel on the door and pull it open enough for to pass your sight through. Or we can just head that way and stay alert to the magic that would they to make us dream away the ages."
Ulthok headed back to the north doors, looking back, "Unless anyone objects?"
(O.O.C. so if the does object Ulthok will cast dispel and try to pull open the north doors so Sirene can send in her wizards eye. Or we can just march on through.)
Ulthok had started across the room when he heard Cor say he'd go with the Halfling's choice. Smiling he turn back to the group.
"Well the facts are not clear so we may as well go on luck. Lothor pull a coin from your pouch and flip it. Head we go north, tails we go west. Let's see if that rabbit's foot of yours will smile on us.
(O.O.C. Ok Nomad, either flip a coin or go to the dice roller and roll a d2..1 = heads..2 = tails. Write in your post the result.)
When lothor had called out his result Ulthok walked to that door and cast Dispels Magic on it and tried to pull it open.
Heads we win, tails we . . . no, we don't do that, do we?
Lothor smirked as Ulthok asked him to flip a coin. Trust to the fates, it seemed. It was easy enough to grab a coin as he had been playing around with the idea of tossing it into the pool for sometime - which meant he had been playing around with the coin in his hand. So he flipped it.
And it landed with the image of a dragons head staring up at him. He assumed this was the heads side of the coin. He'd never actually looked at what would be the tail side, so as he picked up the coin he glanced at the back side and saw . . . a dragon's back side. It seemed they made their coins literally where ever this little piece of copper came from. At least it wasn't a giants image, that was one back side he didn't need to see.
"Heads it is. Lead on Ulthok as the rest of us continue to huddle near Sirene. I shall continue to stand guard against the cold."
The cryptic poems on the doors were not of too much help to Rayne. Sure, she had done some work with poetry, particularly in the elven tongue. She simply hadn't worked that much with poetry in dungeons. She was not the most educated person in the party when it came to such matters.
With little to go off of save the poems, Ulthok decided that a coin should be flipped to determine the way to go. Lothor did so, and got heads, then they headed north. The poem this way alluded to do with something that affected time, or perhaps their consciousness to its passing. An hourglass could have been helpful if it was the latter. They could have kept track of how fast time was passing in relation to their perception of it.
Without one, she had to place her faith in the people more capable with magics. She could keep track if they kept moving North, but, without the sun or stars as her guide, keeping track of the actual time was next to impossible for her. Staying close to Sirene, she prepared her bow in case of any attack, then prepared to move north with everyone else.
With the results of a Wizard Eye and a flip of a coin it was decided that the party would travel through the North door. Ulthok still for the moment protected by his Endure Cold spell moved forward to the door and with his Ogre granted strength easily opened it. However as the door moved into the room the female columns to each side begin to come to life and move towards the Halfling Thief/Mage.
As Ulthok watched and readied himself for a fight, he found himself to be in luck as the column to his right's feet touched the rooms floorand, shattered, the frozen fragments scattering across the floor. Then its left foot touched down and as had happened with its right it too shattered on contact. Within a matter of seconds with no legs to hold its heavier frozen body up, it lay shattered upon the floor.
Quickly turning to the left Ulthok watched as the same scene occurred before him as in only seconds the second column found itself destroyed, the only thing left of it a mound of icy fragments. With this danger no longer a threat the Halfling moved past the door and into this new yet still ice covered hall. Watching his step, his dexterity good, he moved down the hall. Within a few minutes he found himself facing a door on his rt partially opened and held in place by a coating of ice. Finding no traps he cautiously broke the ice enough to open the door and moved inside to find himself in a 30x30 room that appeared to be some type of guard room. A small table with 4 chairs around it stood covered in ice in the center of the room His gaze looking around he saw in a corner to North sat a large metal chest also thickly covered in ice. However as his eyes roamed the last cycle he found himself staring at the body of a humanoid figure strapped to the wall. The body as with the rest covered in ice and clearly long dead with the ice incasing it very thick, however as Ulthok looked closer he could easily see the body was very well preserved as if flash frozen.
As he went to lean back his Amulet of Life Protection suddenly raised up from his chest as if drawn to the body on the wall, Taking hold of it he easily gained control once more but could feel its continued desire to reach the dead body. The room empty but for these meager things and the large chest Ulthok returned to the party once more.........
(DM OOC: Ok my post, as you can see, is up and waiting for you the players to post.
A welcome back to Mr SirSadaar I for one missed you my friend and am very glad your back. Ok next post Sunday the 14th or sooner depending if everyone or a majority of you post before then.)
The coin was tossed and FATE had pointed the way......
Ulthok had walked to the north door and cast Dispel Magic on the doors to remove to charm the Sirene had sensed. But when he pulled the door open the charm that was on the pillars was activated. The massive female figures became animated and one at a time they step out as to attack the mage. But fate, time and cold lead this moment to Ulthok's favor. The statues crumbled and the path into the north hall way was now open.
Ulthok had hoped that this way would lead out of cold but it just as frozen as other. Taking great care he searched the hall finding a door to a side room. Cautiously opening the door he found what may have been a guard room. Inside he found a small table with 4 chairs, covered in ice. In a corner to the North sat a large metal chest also thickly covered in ice.
However as his eyes roamed the last cycle he found himself staring at the body of a humanoid figure strapped to the wall. The body as with the rest covered in ice and clearly long dead with the ice encasing it very thick, he could easily see the body was very well preserved as if flash frozen.
As he went to lean back his Amulet of Life Protection suddenly raised up from his chest as if drawn to the body on the wall. Some magic was compelling or calling to it. He took hold of it, easily gaining control once more, but he could feel its continued desire to reach the dead body.
Returning to the party, "I've found something of great interest. There is someone frozen to the wall of a room ahead and there is something that is reaching out to us." Ulthok went on to tell them how his amulet had acted. "It has never reacted on its own before, we must see what this is about. The body looks undamaged, it may be that we are meant to find this person, but unless we can bring life back to it we will not know. Follow me and see for yourselves." Turning he lead the party down the hall to the room.
Posted on 2017-05-06 at 19:39:59.
Edited on 2017-05-09 at 11:24:57 by Odyson
Lothor listened as Ulthok described the situation. More cold, more ice, more death. At least the statues had committed suicide conveniently. But even that was a mystery. Clearly the cold was not something the builders of this place had envisioned and planned on. The statues (and the doors!) were not built for it. So who was the late-comer that brought with it the horrific cold?
He had no answers, but perhaps this corpse would. Assuming a corpse could be made to talk, of course. So he moved with the others down the hall. His job right now continued to simply be guard. And so he did his best to stay focused and ready.
Cor listened to Ulthok's report. "Never heard of an amulet acting that way. Perhaps there is something special about the person frozen in the ice. Let's move forward and check out the room and the chest. Perhaps that will allow for the unfortunate soul a chance to thaw. Then I can see if his spirit is willing to return to his body."
With the coin flip deciding where they should go, North was decided. Ulthok was able to force the door open with the strength granted to him by his gauntlets. As the door opened, the 2 female states began to move. Rayne drew her bow and began to draw it to her cheek, but had no reason to fire: the statues simply crumbled.
Similar to the magics on the door, it seemed that the dungeon's creator and the cause of the cold were two entirely different creators. What concerned Rayne was the thoroughness of how the ice had easily overran the rest of the dungeon. They could be slowly walking into the jaws of something incredibly powerful.
Ulthok had went up ahead and investigated, then returned to the party. He spoke of an odd interaction with his amulet of life protection, where it floated towards a frozen humanoid. The party agreed to investigate the body. As they approached, Rayne said, "Call me paranoid, but I think that we should be careful. It may be a great boon for us to discover, but I am worried that the spirit may do something such as possessing one of us."
(OOC I am not quite sure how possession works in this system, but I'd assume that people with high wisdom should be the first to investigate.)
Aliya muses about the information relating to the body in the ice, and the amulet's reaction to it. Strange and at times dark magic is at work in this entire complex, and she feels ill at ease with that knowledge. She is by no means a coward, but neither is she fool enough to blindly go forth without a care.
"I agree that we must see to this poor soul trapped in the ice, and restore them if possible. But be cautious, as the strange and unknown magics within here have a habit of being the opposite of what we think", she says to the others. "I am beginning to no longer appreciate surprises", Aliya grins, trying to lighten the mood a bit for herself as well as the others.