The Forgotten Forge

[Sohala]

Make a survial check if you care to see if you know if you have been there before.

[Sohala]

You follow another few twists and turns, luckly there are no turn offs, when you hear a clatter and light thud up ahead.

[The_Mad_Linguist]

Make a survial check if you care to see if you know if you have been there before.

Bah, "Sorry, SMF was unable to connect to the database. This may be caused by the server being busy. Please try again later. " interferes with my forum script.

I'm sure I tried posting in this thread earlier.

Anyway, take 10 to get a 14 on survival untrained (pretty sure that's allowed - AFB)

[Sohala]

Your semi-competent grasp of navigating leads you believe that you have never set foot on this spot.

[Flay Crimsonwind]

"These mazes are extensive. Half a wonder why none of the guilds have taken to mapping their passages out..." Marllow experiences the second time awkwardness has ever set in on him. The first was when he first came to the guild. He considered himself useless then too.

[Mixster]

Marl is not much for finding his way in these manufactured caverns, give me a natural cavern any day of the week. But here, bah, too much hewn stone. Lets find out what is up ahead? Marl Says as he sneaks forward.

[Sohala]

Up around the corner you find a field of heavy debris. One of the large pieces of debris appears to be moving, but as it rolls over, the face of the goblin merchant is revealed. There is panic clear on his face as he cries in dismay, "Please don't hurt me! I didn't know they would attack you!"

[Flay Crimsonwind]

"No, but it was by your insistence to not help that we were forced to wander into their feeble trap." Marllow didn't seem to be taking a particularly hostile position, though it occurred to him just after he said it how much like a veiled threat that sentence had seemed.

[Mixster]

I think you owe us an explanation of how to get down, my friend. Marl says as he lowers his crossbow. We're not out to kill anybody, although I can't stop my bigger friends if they want to, we are just looking around.

[Sohala]

Panic turns to hope with the outlet of salvation, "Anything to remain unharmed!"

[The_Mad_Linguist]

Well, in that case, it should be fairly simple for you to help us find what we're looking for.  And then we'll be out of your hair - I'm sure if we hung around the area it would be bad for business.

[Sohala]

After actually being told where you are seeking, Skakan becomes quite relieved. He then reassures the group that he knows exactly where it is and eagerly urges you back the way you just came from. A couple turns later you come to an intersection, Skakan rushes down one of the passages you had elected not to take. As you hurry to keep up, you start to enter a total enclosed tunnel, that’s when you see the little goblin waiting for you by a large bundle of pipes. Skakan points out a narrow passage that leads to a staircase that descends deeper into the tower.

[The_Mad_Linguist]

Well he looks trustworthy enough.

Thank you, Skakan.

Cumulo proceeds down the passage.

Sense Motive 1d20+5=24

[Flay Crimsonwind]

"If this lead was any good, it would seem that the debt is paid. If it IS good, we wont forget that you did us this favor. Thank you... you may go about your way now, unless you have something else that could help us?"

[Mixster]

Lets be on our way then, shall we?

[Sohala]

Cumulo

He appears truthful, but still worried.

Did you mean that to be colored, Mixster?

The little goblin gives a stiff nod and then breaks for it, not even looking back.

[The_Mad_Linguist]

He's nervous, but on the level.  For the moment, he's probably more worried about us than anyone else.  I'll take point.

Cumulo focuses on the sand around his arm, until the solid coating splits into a coil of long, metallic twine with a clamp on the end.  He lights a candle, then lowers it into the darkness as far as he can, looking at the path below.

Spot check 1d20+4=16.

Seeing nothing particularly untoward, he continues down.

[Mixster]

My eyes see well in the dark, I can scout ahead if you want me to. Marl suggests with a smile.

[The_Mad_Linguist]

"I'll follow your lead, then."

[Sohala]

With each step closer, the odor of mold and sewage becomes stronger, and you can hear liquid sounds increasing in volume. The light from the candle reveals a simply made tunnel, big enough for humans to pass single file. It descends 25' before coming to a landing and making a right turn. There also appears to be numerous cobwebs and bits of ragged cloth handing from the ceiling, which may obscure lighting.