Sunday, November 21, 2004

As you pick up the blade you feel a strange tingling sensation, which whilst not unpleasant certainly feels strange. You heft the sword and it feels well balanced, you take a few swings with it and you find its weight awkward compared to the sickle you have spent your time training with recently, still it is a nice blade.

You are fairly certain that it must be magical and you take out the crystal Omar gave you in the past and try to focus your thoughts through it towards the sword, however try as you might you can't get anything more than a vague impression. Possibly the sword is not very powerful, the crystal is not a suitable focus or else its power has faded in some way.

Lacking a scabbard to put it in you wrap the sword in your bedroll and stow it back in your pack. You then approach the corpse near the anvil, remove the ring and chain, and stow them in a side pocket of your pack. Then with the strange torch in hand you leave the room and cross the great hall towards the door in the south wall.

As you cross the hall you see the strange blue light play off the paintings on the pillars in the centre of the room, the light seems to make them feel deeper and richer in hue and texture. The deep blue pillar seems deep and empty, the red and yellow pillar seems to crackle with energy and the colours seem to dance in the torchlight, the pale blue pillar feels light and empty somehow and the colours in the dark brown pillar seem to almost shine. You rap the torch on the light blue pillar and the sound of metal ringing on stone fills the chamber and assures you that the appearance may have altered somehow but the pillar remains as solid as ever, you decided that somehow the light is creating an illusion with the pillars. Slightly disconcerted and yet fascinated by the effect of the torch you continue across the room until you arrive in front of the southern doors.

You reach out and pull the handle to the left of the door with a dull grinding noise the stone starts rising into the frame above it, and once again you are amazed by the dwarven technology that is still running even after so long presumably untended. As the door opens the room beyond slowly becomes apparent in the torchlight. The first and most obvious feature of the room is the large spiral staircase sitting in the southeast corner of the room leading down and away into darkness. On the right hand wall you can see the rotted remains of what was obviously once the dwarves armoury, series of pegs and a large rack cover the wall and all seem to be long decayed and almost completely rotted down to mulch. Walking closer you can see the rusted remains of maybe half a dozen weapons including a pair of axes several spear heads and a sword. Examining them you don't think any would be worth salvaging. You look down the staircase and see that again the spiral stairs again seem too low to be comfortable for you to walk down easily. You hold the torch in front of you and ducking you head start descending underground. After walking down four full revolutions of the stairs and travelling down what you judge must be about twenty feet or so the stair case opens into a large empty room, measuring some twenty feet square carved out straight from the stone. As your light slowly illuminates it you can see the remnants of several rotting chests and crates heaped at various points around the room, leading you to believe that this must once have been a storeroom. You see another stone door leading from the room to the north of the chamber and a lever on the right hand side of the wall that must open it. You return your attention to the remains of the boxes and spend ten minutes kicking through them trying to work out what they must have once held and seeing if that there is anything still of value left. Most of the crates seem to have contained foodstuffs or other perishable goods of which noting now remains several others seem to have rusted and useless scraps of metal the original purpose of which you can't even begin to hazard a guess at. After a fairly intensive search you give up on finding anything of value.

(t=1001)

1 Comments:

Blogger eldon said...

OK, I want to do a quick search for hidden things in and around the length of the staircase and if nothing turns up I'll pull the handle and investigate the next room...

22 November 2004 at 23:33  

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