Scuffing the toe of his boot against the floor rubbed some of the green away, though some remained, prompting Storm to remove the boot altogether.

Dak joined Panatix in examining the wine racks.


A thin beam of light came into the cellar.

Upstairs, Telemachus and Westin continued their task of getting Karel's body ready for a transport back to Monteci, and Westin began searching through the ruined dining room, and while there was a heap of broken dishes in one corner and broken furniture throughout, no books were to be found.

Panatax takes a step back and looks at the room, tilting his head as if thinking.  Something is odd here to be certain.

Closing his eyes, then his mind, he clears it, as he was taught to do before casting any basic illusion, in this case though, it is resist the same.  Reopening his eyes, he tries to look beyond what is meant to be seen, in fact, to disbelieve what is easy and look deeper.

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"Is that light coming from upstairs?" Dak asked, looking for the source of the thin beam.  He tried to shield the lantern light with his body to see where the other light was coming from.

Panatix took a deep breathe,  "Um, there is an illusion cast on this room.  There is no corpse, but there is a puddle of green gloop over there, I"d stay away from it.  Plus, there aren't cobwebs or much dust, someone just wants to make this room look un-used, I think we are onto something here.  I can't dispel the magic but if you concentrate real hard, now that you know, you might be able to cast it out of your mind, I have".

((Dak, Lenelle, Storm, and Wick may roll vs spell if believing Panatix))

Dak nodded at the gnome's revelation and wondered what an illusion was.  His takeaway was that he shouldn't stand near the dead body.

Now if he could figure out where th

Wiping away the green slime, Storm pondersover the words of his friends. Indeed, green slime despite their ability to hrm and kill, are not evil. Like lions and bears, monsters are at time devoid of evil desires but they can and are still deadly.

Panatix, now seeing through the illusion, will recheck the room to see if anything was being hidden by it that is important.

Lenelle furrowed her brow, did her best to focus her will, and see beyond the apparency of what seemed to be there...

Lenelle rolled 8 using 1d20. +4 wisdom = 12 save to disbelieve., probably not..

"Very well, so this is some scheme to keep people away.   It does let us know that those running this operation have at least one mage working with them.   Or perhaps masterminding it."

Storm was able to wipe away the green from the mailed boot, though clearly the metal looked as though it had suffered from the contact.  Try as she might, even with the knowledge that Panatix had shared, Lenelle still was unable to see past the apparent dead body and signs of dust and spiderwebs suggesting decades since anyone had been in this wine cellar.


As Dak did his best to try to find the source of the light, he became increasingly certain that the light was coming from a space on the wall between the marked door and what seemed to be a corpse.

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Upstairs, Telemachus had completed his task of binding Karel's body to the makeshift sled.  Westin had searched the dining room without finding anything that looked like a book.  Jade, meanwhile, seemed to be batting at a rather large spider in the hallway.

"Panatix," Dak said to the gnome, directing his attention at the spot between the door and corpse, "what do you see there?"

He wasn't sure where it was safe to step, so he let the gnome figure out what the spot was.

"Jade," Westin says in an annoyed voice. "Leave the spider alone. Spiders can be poisonous, even small ones like that."

A bit later...
"Wonder why it's taking them so long," Westin says worriedly, towards the door to the cellar. "Do you think we should go down and check on them?" he asks Telemachus, the memory of Karel's death fresh in his mind.

Telemachus nodded his head, "Let's do so carefully now that Karel is ready to go when we head back."

Taking one last look around he added, "I doubt they are in trouble but they might have found something.  No way that a small cellar would take so long to search."  He then led the way back to the cellar door and carefully began down the stairs to find out what his comrades were up to.

Leaving off from the spider, Jade gave an audible sniff, and started walking toward the cellar with tail erect and with the stiff-legged strut of having been deeply offended.

Jade led the way down the stairs, but as Telemachus and Westin followed, the ghastly  melding of screams like that of one under torture and groans of agony were heard once more.

Westin and Telemachus could see the be-webbed and dusty cellar, the body in one corner, and apparent light coming from a space between the body and an obvious door with a symbol marked on it in chalk.  Storm stood, holding one mailed boot, in the cellar.

Storm examines his boot carefully to see if theres any sign of corrosion. He prepares to clean the boot with spare cloth andget ready to continue the journey/ Seeing his companuons, he says,"Be careful, theres some powerful slime here"

He will when he can draw his mace and attack the 'body'.

Telemachus held his ears as the screams rebounded against the walls yet his eyes didn't find any torture victims or seeming ghosts.  His brow furled slightly, "Slime?  What slime?" Looking back to Westin he sought to see if the elf had seen something differently in what they had seen and heard coming down the stairs.

Jade's ears flattened at the sounds of screaming and groaning, but continued down the stairs.  Coming into the cellar, he stopped short of the corner which seemed to be filled with dead, armored body, and arched his back, tail high and expanding.

The thin beam of light that had appeared to come from the wall disappeared, though the lantern light remained.

Westin stops, his dagger before him. He shakes his head negatively when Telemachus looks back at him.

"It must be on the body," he adds hesitantly. He stares at the body looking for signs of slime.

"What is the source of the screams?" he wonders aloud, looking around a bit looking at the other party member's faces, aware there might be more than one danger in the room.

As Storm cleaned his boot, those in the cellar could recognize that the sounds heard when Telemachus and Westin descended were identical in every respect to the sounds heard when the larger group had descended into the cellar.

"I think the screams happen every time someone comes down the stairs," Dak said.

"Is that part of the illusion, too?" he asked the gnome.

That beam of light from the wall reminded him of something, but it was probably just part of the illusion Panatix was talking about.

"Would it help if I put out the lantern?"

"Illusion?" Westin asks. He looks about the room, trying to discern if there are any illusions and what they might be.

OOC:
Save vs spell - normally needs a 12.
21:53, Today: Westin na'Belva rolled 15 using 1d20.  detect illusion - save vs spell.

"A remnant of the other individual that lived here or the people using this place..." remarked Telemachus to Westin before he closed his eyes and concentrated on the stairs beneath his feet.  They were there, solid and ever-present and not an illusion.  Focusing on the basics he opening his eyes again and looked around with a shake of his head.

"So there is an illusion in the room.  Any hidden doors?  Levers?  Other things out of place to tell why someone would go the the effort of making a permanent illusion in this room?"