Myr's Sword (Surraruthru)

[Anastasia]

"Surraruthru!" Kascha gasps, a hand to her mouth. She then smiles and lowers it, "You think I don't have any fire spells memorized? I'm Seira's student, of course I have fire spells memorized! I can do it if you can't."

[Iron Dragoon]

"Well, should we move close enough to at least hear what they're saying? There is a chance, however small, that they're not hostile."

[Anastasia]

"Anything's possible," Kascha says, dubiously. "This is Hades. I hardly expect some innocents to be talking in a place like this!"

"No, he's right," Vivantha murmurs, "Haste is the father of folly. Someone should sneak ahead and discern the purpose of this place."

[Yuthirin]

"We can scout it out before we go in." Calleigh offers. "We're good at hiding!"

[Iron Dragoon]

"Let's do this then. While it's unlikely, they could be here for a mission like we are. Calleigh, please go verify their evil-ness."

[Anastasia]

Okay then. Calleigh and/or Tryll, describe how you're approaching and all that stuff.

[Yuthirin]

Incorporealness allows us to hide inside walls. We'll travel through the walls, peeking out just a little bit here and there to get a view of what's going on. Detect Evil & Detect Psionics will be active, as well as Read Thoughts. We'll know if we're spotted.

[Anastasia]

Okay, you're taking reasonable actions to hide, so make Hide checks in case someone's in a position to see you.

[Yuthirin]

<DarthSquiddius> roll 1d20+25+4 Tryll
<Rei-chan> DarthSquiddius rolled : 1d20+25+4 Tryll --> [ 1d20=2 ] {31}
<DarthSquiddius> roll 1d20+29+4 Calleigh
<Rei-chan> DarthSquiddius rolled : 1d20+29+4 Calleigh --> [ 1d20=9 ] {42}

Note that Read Thoughts should tell me when people are looking in our direction, we'll stay in the walls at those times. Even with shitty rolls, this should be relatively easy. Mind-reading, yo.

[Anastasia]

It's not hard to peek in. Inside is pitch black, only your darkvision allowing you to see anything. A small, cramped bar room. It's filled with hooded and robed figures, nothing visible. They talk in strange words you understand nonetheless. Each voice is identical, a man's flat voice.

"353?" One asks.

"No," A second says.

"5952?" One asks again.

"No," A third says.

"563682?" One asks again.

"No," The second says.

"54?" One asks again.

"Yes." The third says.

[Yuthirin]

Any documents or otherwise visible? Read Thoughts picking up anything when the figure says yes?

[Anastasia]

Whatever the hell they are, they aren't showing up to it. They may be immune somehow or other - mind-affecting immunity's most likely - or something here's stopping it.

No documents are visible. The tables are bare.

[Yuthirin]

Anything else in the building? Any reaction at all to the yes answer?

[Anastasia]

Plenty more, this is just one room.

You watch further. At the yes, all of the men silently nod to one another. Knives are drawn and they walk to the far side of the room, through a wall that doesn't seem solid to them at all.

[Yuthirin]

Let's investigate that wall! Is it magical?