Dragon Quest III [ME6]

[Makeshift]

Leaving the caverns, the sounds of the whispers fade away, they are promptly replaced by a horrid buzzing. Doesn't take long to figure out why.

Taelec Mirrimbar stands some 200 feet tall. A mess of iron gridwork of superb design and thought, it is never the less scarred. Scorch marks and broken gridwork marr the tower, like wounds on a giant's finger. Complete with oozing. Actually the whole tower seems to be strangely motive. You can see forms etched or bound into the very fabric of the tower. Beings of all sizes and shapes, in all stages of decomposition and life, are trapped, woven into the tower's gridwork like trophies or decorations.

The air is thick with flies, they bump against your face, your ears, they try to force themselves into your eyes to lay eggs, but they are mercifully too weak and dumb on corpse fat to succeed. The sounds of moaning and cries are some ways off, nearer the tower itself, they ought to get louder there.

No other defences are visible, whatever keep this place might have once been, it's quite recently been humbled into nothing more than a monument to someone's defeat.

The guiding hand points at the tower, then gives a thumbs up, and dissipates.

[Akh Uur Hoon]

"The dead have been hewn into the fabric of this tower." Akh said mournfully, taking in this monument of torment. The amount of beings denied True Death was making her sick, quite an achievement because of who she was. "If you stay close to me and show no hostility toward them, you should be fine. Let's find a way in, and up. Look for a draconic skull."

[Illiam'iira]

Covering her mouth so no flies can get in, Illia answers, "Alright miss Akh. If we go inside, I'm going to start singing, just in case there's anything we can't see."

Illiam'iira then produces a scarf and wraps it tightly around the lower half of her face so her mouth and nose are better protected. She's got two more she offers to the group.

(Aiding Akh's future Perception rolls to give her advantage + giving her a D8 Bardic Inspiration.)

[Cyprian Kircheis]

Cyprian takes the scarf and ties it on. "And I thought Barovia was bad." He mutters as he casts 'See Invisibility'. He'll look around for anything hidden or there.

"Akh, is there anything you can do for the others?" He asks softly.

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Dragon Quest: Preliminary Perception Roll | 1d20+6 ⇒ 24

[Ikkit the Bastard]

Ikkit, already swaddled in multiple layers of scarves, found the flies less disturbing than many others might have done, and was actually giving serious thought to catching a couple for Fekt as treats- these things were, after all, incredibly fat and well-fed- before dismissing the idea. The buzzing would help give away his position.

But maybe on the way out.

He had a look-round, and tried not to think too hard about the question of "why am I even here?"

Pack of cretins. "Sure, let's go to the Abyss to make everything better!" "The Abyss is completely awful, and this is is a horrible idea, but if you go, I'd better go too." I ought to have my head examined.


[Draogn Quest III Perception in Flyland: 1d20+6 21]

[Akh Uur Hoon]

"Extending the Death Truce requires my concentration." She admitted, then kept skulking toward the tower, closely coordinating movement with others.

[Makeshift]

As you approach the tower, it is woefully apparent that the front doors (tough and sturdy, but visibly gnarled, wood) are... In a state of disrepair.

One of them lies on the ground, scorched and blackened, the other is hanging by a thread to one remaining hinge. The entryway is choked with corpses, mostly humans, orcs and yugoloths.

If the front door is not to your liking, at a first glance there appear to be a number of balconies, constructed of living bodies and iron also, stuck to the side of the tower.

[Ikkit the Bastard]

Ikkit, whose player recalls that he has a Climb speed, immediately eyed the balconies more favorably.

[Illiam'iira]

Illia will pause a moment to look at the doorway. Of the corpses -- how are they laid out? Is it a battle met at the door, or the corpses pushing their way in, or pushing their way out? Do they look burned like the doors?

"...huh." She swats away a few flies as she considers whether this is some sort of Blood War mischief, since she's faaaairly sure? Devils use fire against demons in the Blood War.

Her eyes briefly stop on Ikkit, and she asks softly, "You thinking of climbing in?"

[Ikkit the Bastard]

"Yep."

The goblin flexed his fingers.

"Can take a rope up with me, make it easier on th'rest o'you. 'Less any'a you c'n fly?"