Cross the room is tough as the smell and filth are disturbing. As Omaron reaches the chest he finds it locked but recalls Marik did pull a set of keys off the ogre's body.

Moving through the hall, the group finds no traps or secret doors to speak of, just a simple southern turn which comes to a dead end some twenty feet later.

 MAP
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Filimena looks back at the elf and the dragonborn. "Welp! Clearly this is a dead end! I say we give up and turn back immediately!" she remarks, grinning slyly and clearly not serious, as her eyes begin scanning the walls and floor for signs of some hidden portal.

22:39, Today: Filimena the Gentle rolled 26 using d20+3+d4, rerolling ones with rolls of 19,4.  Perception with Guidance.

Btw, anyone needs guidance just let me know. Or maybe just assume I'm giving it to you to save time?

As expected, Filimena locates a seam on the wall similar to the one she found on wall outside this hidden hall which was a secret door.

MAP

”Oh! What’s this?” Filimena asks in mock surprise, and is just about to reach out and touch it when she recalls the dwarf isn’t with them. Pausing, she looks back to see whether he might have caught up.

Raszire grins at the halfling's humor. Then looking around he paused, "It appears Omaron has not caught up should I go look for him?"

As the group waits for Omaron they hear the door at the other end of the hall swing closed.

"I will go look out for him." says Marik, from the read of the line. He make Rani turn and run back along the hall. He make Rani push the wall in a  similar way to what Filimena just did.


OOC: I suppose there should also be a switch to open to get back on the other side. I'll edit if I'm wrong.


Once the door is opened, the stench become all the more present and he grimace, pulling his scarf up to his nose. As Rani approach the room smelling so foul, Marik fear to know where Omaron has gone. Once they pass the opened door and he see the dwarf looking up a chest buried in dung, Marik almost gag.

"Omaron? What the hell are you doing?"
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OOC: unlike Jzadirune, here there is no switch but a spring loaded push to open mechanism

OOC: Ok, thanks for the clarification. I have edited the post accordingly.

Omaron looked up at the elf's voice. He turned from the half-buried chest, miming turning a key in a lock. He points at the elf then at the chest, clearly doing his best to hold his breath in the filth-encrusted room.

Frowning, Marik plunge the hand into the bag and takes out the pair of iron keys they took on the ogre.

"You mean diff? " he says, his voice muffled by the scarf while lifting the keys up? "I don know whaf youf think is here, bu hurwy! We've waifing for you " he says, throwing the pair of keys to the dwarf.

The elf take a quick glance at the rest of the room. His eyes focus on one thing in the corner.

"Is that...? Oh, by the..." says Marik, as he quickly look away and block his mouth with his fist to avoid throwing up.

Omaron nods, catching the keys out of the air. He begins trying each key in the chest's lock, methodically inserting and twisting each key before moving on to the next.

The chest opens revealing a mountain of coins (51990 copper and 2,248 silver), two deep green spinels[Private to GM:  100gp each], and a dried fungi flask containing some sort of liquid. [Private to GM: potion of greater healing 4d4+4]

Omaron looks at the mountain of coins, sighing internally. He grabs the gems and the fungal flask, then locks the chest again before hurrying to the door, whereupon he releases an explosive breath. He takes a deep breath, coughing as the charnel room's gaseous leakage fills his lungs. He recovers swiftly and nods to the chest, "A veritable hoard of pennies and silver. Too heavy to carry into action, but mayhap we'll have time to divide it amongst us on the way out."

Filimena raises a single eyebrow at the dwarf. ”Alright get ready,” she says after waiting a moment for things to settle. Casting Mage Hand again, she attempts to open the secret door, prepared to jump back at any sign of danger.

The door opens much like the previous ones with a spring loaded click which reveals the room beyond ... dozens of forged weapons are neatly arrayed on four wrought-iron weapon racks standing in the middle of this floor. Pushed against the east wall are two tables covered with suits of armor.

MAP

[Private to GM: The haul two chain shirts, two suits of scale mail, a suit of half-plate, two spiked gauntlets, a greataxe, 15 spears, ten handaxes, five battleaxes, five warpicks, and five warhammers. ]

Omaron walks forward a half step, awestruck by the array of workmanship before them all. He catches himself, glancing around the room for any danger before proceeding in the examine the arms and armor collected in the room.


OOC:
Perception- 5
Investigation- 9
Heh, I'm in danger.

Thankfully for Omaron the room appears empty of life but filled with stuff. All in all there are two chain shirts, two suits of scale mail, a suit of half-plate, two spiked gauntlets, a greataxe, 15 spears, ten handaxes, five battleaxes, five warpicks, and five warhammers.

Raszire follows Omaron into the room, in case there is trouble. Looking past the weapons and armor Raszire scans the room for another exit.

Marik (who followed Omaron and the others) look around the room and guide Rani toward the weapon rack. Sheating his blade, he lift up a spear, test its weight and balance. Not bad...Not bad at all. The point look a little rusty, but look like it could still punch through a suit of armor with the right force. Perfect should he decide to charge or poke another ogre eyes from a distance...

He takes two of the spears and strap them to Rani's saddle, putting them in a angle upward so that the points don't injure Rani if she walk or turn.

He then look at the chain shirts, then Rani, then the chain shirts again...

He guide Rani closer and lean forward to grab one of the chain shirt. The panther turn her large head to look at the elf, waiting commands.

[Language unknown: "Te kor, Ma leers lo ou nteintdin essionthalin."] He says, as if the cat was waiting a response. He extend the chain mail and put it on top of Rani neck, letting the mail drop a bit on her neck and shoulders.

Yes, that could do. It would need a few days of work...maybe even a week or more but he could probably rework that mail to make a makeshift collar covering Rani's neck and shoulders. Could be useful for those time where battle appear inevitable.



OOC: Marik doesn't know a lot about dwarven metallurgy but can he tell if it's some material other than iron? Or if the metal has been infused with magic?

Filimena wanders through the room for a while, her fingers dancing above the variety of weapons laid out in it, not quite touching them, as if she were playing them like some imaginary keyboard instrument. Then, getting tired of this, she wanders over the dragonborn, and assists him in searching the room for another portal.

OOC: FIlimena helps Raszire =P

Raszire - roll perception w/ advantage!

13:29, Today: Raszire Toumash rolled 23,14 using D20+3,D20+3 with rolls of 20,11.  Perception w/ Advantage.

To the elf's eye all the armor seems of fine dwarf steel, though he can't be sure which, if any, have been embed with magics.

OOC: Marik - there is a reason the Detect Magic and Identify spells exist ;)

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Between Raszire and Filimena the pair locate a secret door in the south-west corner of the room.

Updated MAP

Nodding to Filimena, Raszire signals the others that they have found a door. "Leaning his head against it he listens for any sounds that may be coming from the other side. He then checks to see if there mat possibly be a trap.

13:51, Today: Raszire Toumash rolled 14 using 1d20+3 with rolls of 11.  Perception looking for traps.

13:50, Today: Raszire Toumash rolled 14 using 1d20+3 with rolls of 11.  Peception Listen.