Brodd crawls through the hole (Naga?).

In reply to Brother Brodd (msg # 8):

[It's a snake with a humanoid head, what else would you call it?]

Naga, I didn't realize until you said it was a naga that it was a naga. I thought it was a mechanical entity.

In reply to Brother Brodd (msg # 10):

[If it's from Mechanus, it could be both...]

Due to the cramped quarters, he is forced to leave his shield and spear behind.

"Hmmf. I'm certainly no eunuch, and though Chomper ought to be, he isn't either. We'd better wait out here..."

He gave Einhard and Brodd a sideways glance. Either there was some misunderstanding or those two had some secrets...
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Still have The Black Axe of Einhard though!

Einhard grumbled a bit as he crawled though the hole. "Not very dignified. Remind me again why we are doing this?"

"I have retained gear that will help you defeat the basilisks and their keeper."

She hovers over the party members as they squeeze themselves into a glowing cavern, the walls and formations as reflective as the naga herself.
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"Their keepers? Who might they be?" Brodd takes it all in, shielding his eyes to keep from being dazzled.
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As Brodd squints, the naga slithers over to a crevice in the caverns and begins removing objects with her tail, setting them in order.

"A gargoyle has migrated from the lower levels and taken to caring for them as pets. Being of rocklike composition, he is immune to their gaze."
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Amalrik scratches his head. Unificant ??

Regdoc looked over at Amalrik and then made a gruesome scissor motion with his fingers...

Dwarghar stays out of the chamber as directed. He looks in this area for any interesting gnomish tools or contraptions.

Roll a D6...

17:35, Today: Dwarghar Stoneblood rolled 2 using 1d6.  Search

"I didn't want to go in there, anyway. I don't trust that snake. I hope Einhard and Brodd aren't walking into some kind of bureaucratic trap."

"Agreed." Alietra considered a moment.

"And, what the hell does yoo-niff-e'kant mean, anyway? Were we insulted in the tongue of serpents?" 
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"It means LAWFUL." Brodd says as he crawls back through the opening. He passes out a few reflective shards of crystal. "To save you from the basilisk, reflect his gaze back on him."
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Einhard stands up and brushes the dirt of his armor as best he can. He picks up his shield and spear, then adjusts the new sword on his belt. "Seems these things will turn you to stone just by looking at them. Miss Entity says there is someone that suffered such a fate and gave us a powder to return him to a living being. I am sure he will be grateful and join us.. at least to get out of this awful place." He turned to head forward, and paused. "Oh and apparently the lever to open exit is underwater... basilisks, gargoyles, and flooded exits..." he shook his head and continued.

Brodd fell in line and followed behind.

In order to decide how to use the crystal, Creston lifts his shard up to his eye and tries to peer through it. How clearly can he see through the crystal?

Regdoc seemed in a sour mood. "Why do I feel like we're being used as a cleanup crew?" He looked the crystal over in his hand, and then tied Chomper's to the dog's spiked collar.

"There. The only thing worse than a flea-infested scruff following me around for a hand-out is a statue of one that I feel obligated to pack around. You won't do me any good if you come down with a bad case of stone-jaw..." Though gruff, the old cleric scratched the guard dog's ears affectionately.

"Somebody ask if she's got an extra shield handy!" he called through the hole to his eunuchated companions who'd gone inside.

In reply to Creston Fairwood (msg # 28):

He can't see through it, he only sees his reflection.

Who you calling a eunuch scruffy?

[OOC theme music starts to rise as the stage is set for the next scene]