Immersive Ink

tonneau wrote:

sulldawga wrote:Dorgan smiles and looks back at the others.

"It looks like The Gustave spent a lotta coin on his suit when he shoulda come down here first."

"Ha ha!", chuckles Gustave, picking up one of the items to give it closer inspection, "You may be right my friend".

waysoftheearth wrote:
Olaf and several of the others are keeping a watch over the most obvious of the cracks and crevices... most of them come either horizontally into the cellar, or else descend from above, so it would be more-or-less impossible to pour fluid into these -- without resorting to magic.

There are a couple that seem to borrow downward, and these might possibly be treated with burning firewater; a sure way to aggravate the denizens!

waysoftheearth wrote:
Meanwhile, Desmond/Mondes, Gustave and Dorgan pull out a couple of the metal plates.

They are thick, and heavy and of some blue-black metal which (1d6) Dorgan reckons to be a re-fired steel. Super hard.

Their initial lusts at uncovering a cache of plate armour are soon dashed, for these are too wide or too broad to be fitted against any normal Man. Moreover, there are none of the regular straps or buckles that would allow them to be strapped to one's body.

It is a mystery.

mushgnome wrote:
Highbough stays alert and makes sure the area is well-lit.

tonneau wrote:
Gustave replaces the chunk of metal in the box, disappointed there seems to be no wine, but content the superiority of his armour remains unchallenged.

"Perhaps our man Hans might be interested in this stuff" he muses.

Curiosity sated, he moves over to the pit and ponders the wisdom of a descent via the ladder.

waysoftheearth wrote:
The pit itself is wide, dark and cool. What might be a bottom is scarcely visible in the darkness some 30ft below.

The ladder looks old and rickety. The timbers of one side seem to be riddled with tiny holes of some boring insect or other, and the integrity of the whole somewhat dubious.

There is also the half buried pedestal.

ehiker133 wrote:
Desmond shakes his head after peering down the hole.

"I'm not going down that ladder."

He examines the pedestal more closely.

coffee wrote:
"How sturdy is it?" Dieter mutters, giving the pedestal a thump. "Maybe we could tie a rope to it and descend without using those pesky rungs."

waysoftheearth wrote:

coffee wrote:"How sturdy is it?" Dieter mutters, giving the pedestal a thump. "Maybe we could tie a rope to it and descend without using those pesky rungs."

The pedestal is a stout column of stone approximately a foot in diameter. It is plenty sturdy. Perhaps more interestingly, there are two large, round rivets protruding from a steel plate fixed to the top of it.

doctorx wrote:
Josiane continues to keep watch on the walls and ceiling.

"Perhaps yon metal plates have some kind of connection to the pedistal?" she wonders aloud.