Immersive Ink

ehiker133 wrote:
"What do you think we should do, then? I'm not going to pound on their holes to draw them out!" Desmond hisses in response.

Realizing his sling is probably not as useful at this point, Desmond stows it away in a pocket and sheathes his dagger, to draw his short sword and brace his shield.

sulldawga wrote:
Dorgan scratches his chin under his beard...

"Why don't we stick a few torches inta some'a these holes? See if we can smoke out whatever's in there..."

mushgnome wrote:
"Ulric, is that stuff flammable?" asks Highbough.

coffee wrote:
Once everyone is armored, Dieter will stow his sling and get out his sword. He'll keep watch during the discussion, mostly over the main pit.

danhem wrote:

mushgnome wrote:"Ulric, is that stuff flammable?" asks Highbough.

"No idea," Ulric answers gruffly. "Considering how much is coating the walls I certainly hope not. Since nothing is currently attacking us I suggest we make use of the time and check these crates and this hole. Either that or we could just stand here waiting for something to attack."

mushgnome wrote:
Highbough flakes off a small piece of the crystalline substance and tests it for flammability using his lantern.

(better to find out now than in the "heat" of battle...)

sulldawga wrote:

danhem wrote:(Since nothing is currently attacking us I suggest we make use of the time and check these crates and this hole. Either that or we could just stand here waiting for something to attack.

Dorgan's the dwarf for the job. "All righty then. Let's see what we can see."

Dorgan will slowly move up until he's next to the crates. He'll take a close look to make sure there's no evidence that these are now nests for beasties or something similar.

Assuming he sees nothing bad and nothing jumps on him, he'll try to pry one of the crates open.

doctorx wrote:
"Carefully, my friend," Josiane whispers.

She moves up to guard Dorgan, watching for any sign of threat from walls or ceiling, trusting to the dwarf's canny senses to alert him to any trap warding the crates themselves.

waysoftheearth wrote:
The coverage of the dried phlegm on the walls is far from total... it might be nearer one fifth part of the total wall surface, concentrated around the various cracks and burrows.

Dieter moves cautiously into the cellar to keep a watchful eye of the wide, dark pit, while Highbough tests the inflammability of the phlegm. It hisses and sputters above his flame, but steams and melts rather than catching fire.

From his nearer position, Dieter can now see there is a rickety looking wooden ladder affixed to the near-side of the circular pit wall by which one could descend into the darkness. To his left -- previous concealed behind a pile of earth (and still half buried in it) -- there is a waist-high pedestal standing near the rim of the pit.

waysoftheearth wrote:
Meanwhile, Dorgan tries to open one of the crates. The timber lids don't dislodge easily, even after clearing off all the loose earth. It seems to be nailed down. A crowbar, or similar, would be the ideal tool to lever the lid off the crate...