Floor 1 "Wheel": 1-1

[Anastasia]

<Kobot> Kotono rolled 1d20+8 --> [ 1d20=2 ]{10}

Shadow listens at the metal door. He doesn't hear much of anything. Granted, a metal door does muffle sound pretty well...

Right?

[Dracos]

"Hmm, I don't hear anything," He said softly, eying the metal ring, he carefully tied a rope around it and the pole.  "Stand back.  He walked a small distance, tying about ten feet and pulling using the pole.

[Anastasia]

The door is yanked open! With a squeal of metal the path ahead is opened!  Ahead lies a short hallway, perhaps five feet long, that connects to what should be a dead end, a solid rock wall. However, quite a bit has been gouged out of the wall, a path curving to the southwest, and a small pit a little ahead of it, a dead end via drop. The back wall of this is polished iron again.

[Dracos]

Retrieving his equipment, he looked carefully at the floor before heading into the hallway, first taking the route to the pit and looking down it, gently prodding the carved up wall with his pole.

[Anastasia]

The pit goes down twenty feet or so. The sides are very rugged, several pocks and jutting handholds in it. It turns back to smooth iron at the bottom, a path curving to the southeast glimpsed.

The stone wall is prodded. It's quite stony and hard as is logical.

[Merc]

"So, what, we're supposed to be climbers now?" Varian asks as he looks along with Shadow. The spellcaster casts a spell, causing four glowing balls of light to appear, which he begins to manipulate so they're going down the pit to give them a clearer view of below, sending them as far as possible to either ground or the range of the spell.

OOC: Casting Dancing Lights, can't go more than 130 ft from me.

[Dracos]

"I think it wise to take the less obvious path."

[Anastasia]

With dancing lights Varian peers down! It's not much better than darkvision, the angle not letting one see far ahead into the tunnel. However...

> roll 1d20+8
<Kobot> Kotono rolled 1d20+8 --> [ 1d20=20 ]{28}

Shadow notes something below. It's hiding against the wall opposite the doorway at the bottom the pit. It's small and humanoid, white-blue skin hissing and a faint, almost invisible cloud of steam surrounding it. It's gaze travels to the lights, leaning forward from a sweet hiding place and making itself relatively visible.

[Dracos]

He pulled out his bow, shifting and aiming, two swift shots flying into the small monster silently.

OOC: +5/+5 (Or +4/+4 if he's outside of 30 feet.)  1d8+1 on each.

[Anastasia]

> roll 1d20+5
> roll 1d20+5
<Kobot> Kotono rolled 1d20+5 --> [ 1d20=7 ]{12}
<Kobot> Kotono rolled 1d20+5 --> [ 1d20=9 ]{14}

Taking the initiative, Shadow shoots down into the pit immediately! The arrows rain down in a pair, one hitting the hard ground and shattering, while the other grazes but does not seriously penetrate the creature's tiny shoulder! It looks up in Shadow's direction, a hiss coming! "Yyyyyooooouuuu sssssneaaaakkkyyyy sneaaaaakkkssssss!" Steam hisses from it's head as it glares at the both of you!

Calling initiative here.

<Kobot> Kotono rolled 1d20+5 --> [ 1d20=1 ]{6} enemy
<Kobot> Kotono rolled 1d20+3 --> [ 1d20=1 ]{4} shadow
<Kobot> Kotono rolled 1d20-1 --> [ 1d20=6 ]{5} varian

Order is Enemy>Varian>Shadow in the saddenst initiative ever. It's acting in the next post.

[Merc]

"You wouldn't happn to be the Knight of the Marshes, would you?" Varian asks as politely as one can when their companion just shot first, leaving him to ask questions later.

[Anastasia]

Leaping up, the small, steamy creature lets loose a torrent of steam from it's mouth! It gushes out at Shadow, before it skitters and runs down the hall!

<Kobot> Kotono rolled 1d20+4 to beat DC 12 --> [ 1d20=20 ]{24}
<Kobot> Kotono rolled 1d4 --> [ 1d4=2 ]{2}

1 damage to Shadow, HP is 14/15. Owwies.

Shadow gets his arm in the way of the steam, blocking it from scorching his face! While his forearm has some painful steam burns, it's far better than it could have been! As it runs down the hall, the creature makes a most obscene gesture to Varian! "Ssssshooooveeee offff yooooou ssssneaaaaak!"

The creature has ran down the passage below and out of sight. Varian, you're up.

[Merc]

"What a rude bugger," Varian growls at the gesture but hesitating with reacting with a chase. He was more suited for support rather than combat right now, and traps could be waiting, and he had no desire to be the one to trigger them because he'd been insulted.

OOC: Holding action for now. If Shadow chases, I'll follow behind.

[Dracos]

"Seems I'm a poor shot," he brushed off his arm wincing.  "Let's go the other route."

[Merc]

Varian nods. If his companion has no desire to seek battle, that sounds good to him.