Elemental Movements

[Nephrite]

"This can't just be classrooms..." Moore says. He goes to check the first door on the left, fully expecting -- ah!

Foresight. I should really remember that.

NOW he goes to open the door, fully expecting a trap somewhere.

[Anastasia]

The six room are all indeed what looks like classrooms. They have windows on the door, letting you see within.

[Nephrite]

I want to clarify a point, Romeil told us to sack this place and I want to make sure my OOC definition matches. We're going in to loot anything important, not capture it, right?

[Anastasia]

Correct. Fire and smashing things is good too. Basically take things, smash things and make a point.

[Nephrite]

Right then, thank you.

"Let's see if there's anything of any note." Moore says.

Take 10 for 71 on Perception. He's going to go through each of the rooms and grab anything that's magical at all, he won't waste time appraising it.

[Anastasia]

The party goes into the first room. It's unremarkable - until you step in and the chalk on the chalk board rises, beginning to write.

"Welcome to our Madalan War College, fellow outcast. Shall we begin and play?"

Kaja bares his teeth, leaning forward slightly, "Oh good, trickery. That's always a sign that a sad little fool is whimpering behind minions."

[Nephrite]

Take 10 for 74 on Spellcraft.

Moore shakes his head. "I'm not one for games anymore, but know that we'll defeat you and whoever else is still here."

[Anastasia]

The board is a minor magical item, enchanted to write what someone says from afar and send what is said here to them, too.

On the board the chalk continues. "But I'm afraid your appearance here insists on it. You see, this is a game of strategy and tactics. If you can find us and slay us, you win. If you are canny and powerful enough to escape, you win a consolation prize of your lives. But most likely you fail and the forfeit is your lives." A pause before it writes some more, "I invite you - come find us and we can have this discussion in person."

"We will," Cresiel declares, "For even the most wicked deserves to be there when his executioner passes judgment and carries out the sentence."

[Nephrite]

"You have my respect for your bravado and your flair for dramatics." Moore says.

He turns and moves to go out and go down the next set of stairs -- there's not much else to look for on this floor if it's just classrooms.

[Anastasia]

Jetina lingers a moment and then follows. As you go out, "I have the feeling they're really prepared for this sort of thing, aren't they? The intelligence of a military commander combined with a fey's love of tricks and pranks could be..." A trail off by her.

"Annoying." Cresiel finishes in a word.

"Troubling would be what I prefer," Kaja says, licking his lips. "Fortunately, most trouble ceases to trouble you with sufficient force."

"Jetina is right. That set up with the board suggests someone who is prepared for exactly this. One does not arrange that on the spur of the moment." Xandra has her blade out and at the ready, "Our choice is either to play or find some way to flip the board over entirely."

[Nephrite]

Moore shakes his head.

"There's no such thing as a plan that survives successful contact with an enemy." Moore says as they go along. "But yes, we should be prepared for all sorts of... ridiculous things, it seems."

[Anastasia]

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

At your words, the piece of chalk is tossed right at you, missing you and deflected away.

"Petty, too," Cresiel says. "Onward."

[Nephrite]

Moore nods and will glance through the windows to the other classrooms -- but will go downstairs unless there's something extremely important-looking!

[Anastasia]

You spy nothing unusual. Thus the party goes down the stairs. As you do...

Perception.

[Nephrite]

Take 10 for 74