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It takes quite a while, but eventually Rabon finds a smallish depiction of a crafting dwarf and carves it from the window. The air outside is cool and crisp, and he is able to poke his head out of the oppressive darkness and into the light when he is done. Beyond is the forest. Something crunches loudly in the distance, and a flock of birds erupts from the trees with angry chirping, eventually settling back into the treetops a safe distance away.

Slightly trickier is getting the artwork down, as it is large and fragile, but calling back one of the others to help him, Rabon passes it down successfully.

The stained-glass detail is Hands 2 or Pack 4.

Rabon follows hesitantly. You sure 'bout this, Thag? Back where I come from we got lots of sayings about "lettin' sleepin' dogs lie," and such. Seeing the others follow, he joins in line.

Looking worried, Berry also states Well I suppose it is a way to purge this place of further threats for future expeditions.

Allric takes up the rear. "If it gets past all of you,
I figure we are all in trouble."

Who has what light?

I lead the party back to the holding cell.

Rabon, Berry, I don't think we will need both lanterns, shut one off to conserve our oil. If Allric's magicks provide enough light we can shut both off.

Reaching the outer cell I place my backpack in a corner, out of the way.

Allric, send one of your motes this way so I can peek into the inner cell.

I carefully and slowly open the secret door just enough to peek into the room.

Are the skeletons still cowering in the back, or have the returned to their cells?

From the doorway, Thag can see into the chamber, but the walls separating each cell are solid stone, and he can't see into any but the first cell from this angle. The first cell, however, is still empty.

Rabon gladly lights his lantern, standing behind Thag to shed light for the would-be aggressor.

Allric stands at the rear and directs his magic forward instead of his frail old body. His three motes dance into the chamber, illuminating down the row and into each cell.

Rabon rolls his eyes at his forgetting about the motes. He douses his lantern and hefts both his axe and dagger. I like the odds better if the cleric is with us. He cowed 'em before.

Can't remember if he can dual-wield weapons... If so, he will. If not, he'll just hold the axe,
which is likely what he will use anyhow.

My powers stretch only so far as to send them running, I was taught that the power is broken once we commit violence on them, but I will help you smite these servants of darkness. Berry shrugs off his pack, hefts his shield up, guarding himself and the lantern. Before they descend, he gives his cloth around his arm a part, to help steel his nerves.

Rabon suggests coating the floor of their cell and burning them. It'd be a fare-sight safer.

Rusty Tincanne wrote:Rabon rolls his eyes at his forgetting about the motes. He douses his lantern and...

Rabon's was doused. Berry will need to post his own action for it.

In the hopes that this just needs a bit of a shove to bring it back to life in the new year:

Knowing Thag, Aoife and Berry are right behind him, Rabon's courage is bolstered. He pads quietly down the cell block, using the motes, directed by his old friend, Allric, to light up each cell. He hopes all three skeletons are cowering in the same cell still, but doesn't count on it. If they are all together, Rabon advances, axe in one hand, a dagger in the other.

I've got your back.

I leave my pack in the outer room and follow Rabon into the cell chamber, sword drawn and ready.