Floor 1 "Wheel": 1-2

[Corwin]

Euphemia dives back unceremoniously!

20ft is not a respectable distance! But okay. Moving back, then dropping prone~

[Anastasia]

Back off, the party hustles backwards and braces! It's a good choice, for as the door burns, dozens and dozens of spiky, stabbing projectiles fly out, aflame and acting like burning javelins!  The quick action of the party makes the vast majority of them miss, flying off hither and tither and away from troubling you! A few do come close despite your distance, the door fading away even as it sends it's very burning substance about!

One in particular is infernally aimed, coming deadly close to Euphemia!

* Hatbot --> "Kolunch rolls 1d20+8 and gets 13." [1d20=5]

However, her chain shirt stops the projectile from penetrating her body!  It was on the last arc of it's travel, burning it's burning self into her chain link protected shoulder! While not penetrating, the burning, smoky splinter is uncomfortably close to her body, the heat of it within a few seconds of starting some serious burns! Beyond this, the door is now gone, the threat past. An electric, sparking door ring sits where the door was, left alone and forgotten. Ahead there is a thin bank of mist, with something colorful past it, obscured.

[Corwin]

If a brief glance at the burning splinter no longer reveals the same traces of explosive magics on it, Euphemia will use magic to battle this strange new threat!

Casting Create Water.

[Anastasia]

There's no magic around the splinter now. Casting create water even as her shoulder is nearly burned, a cascade of water cools the splinter! It's no longer on fire, soggy and wet and non flaming!

[Corwin]

It's hard to say that Euphemia is happy, but she'd settle for satisfied as she brushes the shard off, looking curiously ahead.

[Carthrat]

Sacchin tosses a bit of wood into the room, but barring anything occuring, she steps in cautiously to get a closer look within.

[Anastasia]

Euphy and Sacchin advance in! Past the bank of mist they can see a large room! It's in the shape of a circle, several walkways jutting into it. This one comes from the east towards the center; each path is 25 feet seperate. A vast abyss is between each path; there are four paths total, each at a cardinal direction.

The inner twenty feet of the room forms a platform, but one ringed by bars with tiny gaps in them here and there. There are three colors of bars - silver and white, red and orange and black and blue. The gaps between the rods are minuscule right now, only giving the faintest hints of what might lie inside.

[Carthrat]

"What is this?" demands Sacchin, glancing back at the thing on Euphie's shoulder.

[Anastasia]

"Baaarrrier. Need riiight thiiings to opppeeen it!" Fluttering about, "Haaaaard to squeeeeeeeeeeeze through otherwissssse!" He answers, sticking close to Euphy.

[Carthrat]

"Where are things?"

[Anastasia]

"Speeeciaaaal baaaars," The flying friend answers. "They're hiiiiidddeeeeeen...Buttttt..." After a moment, "I can get you one maaaaaybe. There's a seeeeecreeeeet..."

[Carthrat]

Sacchin folds her arms and stares at the mephit, evidently hoping for elaboration.

[Anastasia]

Gesturing forward, "Coommeeee heeeere and I'll teeeelll you..." The mephit waits.

[Carthrat]

"Tell us all now," replies Sacchin, impatiently.

[Anastasia]

"Buutttt..." Shaking it's head, "That sssssssssspoilsss the fuuuun!"