In reply to Alietra (msg # 456):

"All in good time Alietra, I'm not of much use now either, our time to shine will happen soon enough."

Dwarghar, distracted and feeling good suddenly widens his eyes and coughs.

11:46, Today: Dwarghar Stoneblood rolled 3 using 1d20.  Save (8)

Fail!


By the way, did I find anything from my earlier search roll for other treasure in the sarcophagi?

MSG 437 rolled 1/6
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Offering her hand to the Good Brother. Should he be willing, she will use him strength to get back to her feet.

"Oh!" She called out, pointing to the large needle now sticking out of Dwarghar's flesh. "Look!"

It is clear to her that he is hurt, but again, she is without value in the situation. She had even failed to find the trap!

"Dwarghar, are you alright?!" Pock rushed to the dwarf's side, no doubt tugging at the sleeve of one of the party's healers on his way.

In reply to Pock Oneshoe (msg # 460):

Brodd pulls the needle out and checks Dwarghar out.

In reply to Dwarghar Stoneblood (msg # 458):

Dwarghar falls to his knees and trembles a bit. Then, he reaches down and pulls the needle from his flesh and tosses it aside. He slowly gets back to his feet and tries to shake it off.

[And no you didn't find anything else]

Dwarghar still seems woozy...
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"Well, I guess we really do have to use force."

The look of Dwarghar staggering had Travis searching the ground for the needle. The scout was carefully to avoid stepping on the needle and put gloves on for handling it. Travis knew of wilderness hunting and setting traps. He wanted to examine the needle. If he could identify the suspected poison he might be able to help Dwarghar with an antidote or cure.

"Dammit!" Paxton said, moving to the dwarf's aid.  "Do we need to fall back?  I've nothing I can do for him until I can replenish my blessings."

Confused, Alietra looks to see if she can find where the dart came from. Was it inside the box she had failed to open? Was it open now?

Right, that’s that.

Dwarghar says the. He keeps pushing the crowbar.

I didn’t see what the effect of the poison was.

"Leave that be for now, Dwarghar," says Durek, pale-faced at the thought it could have been him, "Let Brother Brodd have a look at that wound..."

"That's that? So you're...fine?" Pock looked up at him in surprise, desperately trying to ascertain the degree to which he really was alright.

Manaku stands there not knowing what to do or how to help. He is worried firstly because of what will happen to Dwarghar and secondly if the commotion they're making will attract monsters to their location.

Dwarghar doubles over again from the pain as his system does its best to fight off the effects of the old, but not entirely inert, poison.

[8 points of damage]

Bah Dwarghar groans holding his belly and leaning forward. He then lets out a heavy belch and fart, smacks his lips and stands.
Whoa, it tastes like one of those Gnomish engine fuels. Agh. Be careful of that.

He then throws a mighty and possibly gutsy burst against the crowbar but this time keeping his self a little to the side of potential other attacks.

He does seem paler than before and his mouth is grim though he pretends to be okay.

In reply to Dwarghar Stoneblood (msg # 472):

Brodd looked on Dwarghar with sincere worry, "You've been poisoned Dwarghar. It could be bad, I can't Neutralize Poison."

"But WHERE did the dart come from?" Wasn't the coffer still closed?

In reply to Alietra (msg # 474):

"It came from the lock Alietra, tampering with the lock triggered it."

She paled at the fact that she had been tinkering with that same lock just a few minutes ago.

In reply to Alietra (msg # 476):

"It was a missed trap, you are very lucky to not set it into yourself."

Dwargher finds some consolation that he finds the coffer stuffed with coins inside: 5,000 cp, 5,000sp and 1,000 ep.

The poison not killing Dwargher gave Travis reason to pause his search and worry. The coins gave him something new to think about "we best load up our bags" he proposed.

Ha! Yes, that’s what I’m looking for!  Sure let’s fill our bags, but hmmm should we cart these up to the camp or hide them somewhere here and then we can carry more free m deeper in?

"That's a lot of coins. Full load for seven or eight people and they'd be struggling to move with it... Might be worth carrying this treasure out now that we can?"