Keeping to the rocky overhang the scouts used for concealment, the adventurers approach the tower cautiously, remaining as quiet as possible as they draw near the ancient structure’s entrance. They reach the stronghold without incident. Neither the giant, nor his wolves emerge on the roof again. Except for brief gusts of wind, the high pass remains quiet.

Drawing close to the entrance, the company members can see that the tall corridor that leads inside extends for thirty feet to the north, before turning eastward. The passage is constructed from rectangular pieces of gray stone, all crafted to a uniform size. A single, large torch illuminates the hallway from an iron holder set fifteen feet above near the corner.

As the scouts had observed, no guards of any kind are posted at the entrance. The passage appears empty.

Greyband pulls everyone behind cover and cocks his head. "So...plan b?"

"Send in the scouts." whispered Killian.

If this were the Hobbit I'd say something like "Well, burglar?  Go burgle something!"

Patch came along with the others, anticipating the mercy of finally being out of the wind. His thin body wasn't meant for these high mountain passes, and he pulled his patchwork cloak tightly around his thin shoulders to ward off the chill. He carried his staff off the ground so that the typical thudding sound would not echo and give them away.

He hunkered closer to Neuken who seemed to exude a sort of... dark warmth, if temperature could be described in that fashion, similar perhaps to cooling one's feet on a hot day in oily water.

He didn't bother to add anything, simply gestured with his white staff in the direction of the torch.

Neuken eyes Patch warily, worried at first that he was about to be asked for a hug.  The wily wizard isn’t into that.

He takes a quick look around, in case they’ve managed to overlook a giant.  Are there any tracks on the ground?

Jayanti nods. "I suppose that includes me."

"Let them lead, but we shouldn't let them walk into the lair of a giant without backup.  We should follow a discreet distance behind, just in case."  Orin had gained control of his temper for the moment and was speaking rationally again.  It was clear he intended to back up Jayanti, Renia and Jarder in case the giant or his wolves made a sudden appearance.

Greyband nods. "All right, same as before. We find a place to hide near the entrance and the scouts try to penetrate the perimeter. You signal us when we should head in. Agreed?"

Patch nodded the brim of his dilapidated hat, answering for them all... Proceed... it's not getting any warmer out here!
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Neuken licks his lips, which are a little dry.  After all, they have been repeatedly exposed to magical flame recently.

Oh well... couldn’t be helped.

"Sounds like we are ready then."  Jarder pulls out his magic dagger 'The Hornet' and then looks back at the others scouts; "Follow me and lets make this quick-I'm getting hungry."

Jayanti and Jarder venture down the corridor, with Renia following close behind them. Although a giant is indisputably a resident of the tower, the hallway is exceedingly quiet, the only sound the crackling of the torch above.

Following the passageway as it turns east, the trio find that the hall extends for roughly forty feet, before reaching another corner, and leading northward. The northern corridor is long, appearing to travel the length of the tower. The adventurers see no doors of any kind on either side of the passage, nor does any ornamentation hang on the stone walls, save for another torch in an iron holder, which is positioned at the hallway’s midpoint.

Straining to listen, none of the three adventurers hear any sounds of movement from further down the passageway, or from above them.

Neuken searches the walls for secret doors as they proceed, and encourages the others to do the same.

In reply to Neuken Orulto (msg # 49):

The elf's delicate fingers tap gently against the stones as she passes, waiting for that feeling when the hairs on the back of her neck stand up, alerting her to a hidden path.

08:49, Today: Jayanti rolled 6 using 1d6.  Search for Traps.

Cautiously moving to the front and staying to the shadows Jarder keeps watch for the Giant, his wolves or any traps.  "This is almost too easy..." he thinks to himself.

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DM-Havn't rolled unless you need me to.
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"It will not be long before those wolves or wargs detect us." whispered Killian.

Orin stayed back from the scouts to minimize the chance of his bustling along in plate armour would give them away.  He did take the time to examine the stonework as they went.  It wasn't dwarven, and the fact that he couldn't place it was like having a pebble in the sole of his shoe.


OOC:

19:33, Today: Orin Starshine rolled 6 using 1d6.  Detect doors/traps, etc (2 in 6).

OOC: Jarder, if you’re looking for things hidden, go ahead and give me a roll for your efforts.

"I'll die of embarassment if a giant manages to sneak up on us!"

Jarder continues to look around.

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OOC:  One of the only times an 88 is not good, rolling for old school thief's.

16:23, Today: Jarder Mehro rolled 88 using 1d100.  'Lookin for things'.

My find traps is 30%
My Hear Noise is 50%
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01:28, Today: Neuken Orulto rolled 6 using 1d6.  Find secret doors.

09:17, Today: Jayanti rolled 4 using 1d6.  secret doors.

The company observes nothing in the corridor that suggests the presence of a hidden portal, or of any sort of mechanical trap. As best they can discern, it is simply a vacant hallway, built from carefully chiseled stone.

The tower remains quiet. The adventurers neither hear nor see any movement further down the passageway.

Continue deeper?

"Perhaps we can sneak through the other side without ever encountering the Giant?" whispered Killian.

“I wouldn’t bet on that,” Nueken says quietly.  “But let us proceed.”