PH1: The Darque Demense (Bront judging)

[WarlockLord]

Abdul decides to actually leave through the secret door, and return later with a full complement of combat spells.

 

[Wik]

Elthic grunts, and follows Xir.

OOC: Back, and hopefully for good. Midterms are over, thank god.

 

[Phoenix8008]

Everyone (some reluctantly) decides to leave the portal behind and move into the next room. It seems to be a normal pantry/cellar. The shelves along the walls and in rows between are filled with dry foodstuffs and other normal household items.

 

[WarlockLord]

Abdul proceeds into the next room, as Lucius would no doubt be displeased by adventurer consuming his food.

 

[Phoenix8008]

[sblock=Warlocklord]The next room meaning the cellar itself, or the door in the north wall of the cellar?[/sblock]

 

[WarlockLord]

[sblock=Phoenix8008]
The door in the wall.
[/sblock]

 

[Phoenix8008]

Abdul goes to the door in the northern wall and reaches for the handle. Twisting it, he finds that it is locked.

 

[Deus Ex Machina]

"Another job for Elthic, it would seem. I do hope that this door leads outside."

 

[Wik]

Elthic walks up to the door, and filches out his tools. "Humans can't make anything right. Back home, if a locksmith made a lock this shoddily, he'd be clanless in a week. I mean, gods! it couldn't keep out a goblin with pointy stick!"

he fumbles around for a little bit.

Open Locks check (1d20+8=26)

Hopefully, he succeeds. stepping back, he points at the lock, and then scowls. As the door opens, he mutters "Goblin with a stick..." under his breath, and shakes his head, astounded at humanity's failings.

 

[Phoenix8008]

The lock gives way easily to Elthic's skill. Opening the door, daylight floods the room as you see a short flight of steps leading upward to the back yard of the house. To the left of these steps is the porch and back door which leads into the dining room area.

The air smells sweeter than you can remember it smelling in a long time. And the light shines brightly down upon the four of you.