Ahead lies...?

[Anastasia]

Perception -5 circumstance.

[Nephrite]

Take 10 for 87, then.

[Anastasia]

You can see hints of what may be coloring or a design, but not enough of it is visible to tell - splashes of blue and green.

[Nephrite]

Moore will keep going for now to see if the floor falls off at all to make the sides of anything, or if it just continues on for a while.

[Anastasia]

Your sharp eyes let you notice something - the lizards stay still, but flames are gathering around them all, intensifying by the moment.

[Nephrite]

"Xandra, would you make an entrance for us?" Moore asks.

[21:52] <Nephrite> roll 1d20 1 check
[21:53] <Penuche> Nephrite invokes Penuche's magic: < 19 > [d20=19]

Having her use Disintegrate. Let's see if we can make a hole we can enter this thing in.

[Anastasia]

A blast as a chunk of the floor is gone, a passage below revealed. A tower floor, ancient remnants of bows, arrows and quivers littered about. The air that erupts out a moment later is pleasantly cool, immediately clashing with the heat around you. The lizards instantly hiss and steam, scurrying away in all directions.

[Nephrite]

Moore blinks. "Let's go." He says as he goes to enter it to see what else is inside!

[Anastasia]

Cresiel lands amid the ruins, a large room with windows covered with stone from the outside. A room of gray-white stone, worked well. Bows, arrows and quivers litter the ground, dozens of the first and third and hundreds of arrows.

"A fortress? A tower?" Jetina murmurs as she kneels to inspect them.

"Something old. Something covered. An accident of some kind," Xandra says, going to lay a hand on the wall. "This wasn't meant to be here."

Cresiel stays at your side, eyes sweeping the room. "A dimensional translocation?"

"It's possible," Xandra says, hand slowly going along the wall, disturbing dust and little else. "Or something on Fire that ended up here by misfortune and mishap."

[Nephrite]

Take 10 on 87 for Spellcraft to see if any of this is magical.

"Well, it isn't a house exactly, but it's certainly lost." He says as he looks around.

[Anastasia]

There's magic here. The air is being cooled and freshened by magic deeper within this place.

None of the bows and arrows are magic, though one of the quivers is - one that on checking it, is well intact.

[Nephrite]

[22:14] <Nephrite> roll 1d100 spell failure
[22:14] <Penuche> Nephrite invokes Penuche's magic: < 72 > [d100=72]

Moore's Quick Gather to gather all of it. We can ID it later.

"Something's keeping the air here fresh. I wonder if we could somehow relocate this tower if we wanted to."

For now, he'll look for a door out!

[Anastasia]

There's two doors out, the two opposite one another. Both are shut.

[Nephrite]

Moore will try the first one!

Not sure which direction they're in, but we'll go with that

[Anastasia]

You open it up. It opens to a curving room, going steadily up. The same thing as in the last room litter the ground, with another door on the opposite end.