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[Atilliano]

''That went pretty well. Let's go back.''

Back to the mushrooms.

[Caellath]

"That was surprising."

Back to the mushrooms.

[exolyx]

You two shrug at each-other then everyone heads back to the floor with the mushrooms, the air becoming fresh again.

[mesor]

Im in.

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Name : Thranduil
Age : 350
Gender : Male
Class : Healer
Race : Elf
Deity : Dron
Main Hand : Right handed.
Equipment : Light armor. 1 defense. Pike Piercing, 2-4, 80 Accuracy
Stats :  5 Strength. 9 HP. 5 Lethal HP. +1 Min spell damage/ +1 heal point
Level : 1
Appearance : 6 ft tall , Long black hair , Grey eyes. Mothers crest from middle forhead down to top of nose.
Past Life : Spent well over 150 years studying the arts of healing and studying how much damage a body can take , thanks to he's crest he could test this on himself without any lasting effects. He decided then that the "fools" who decide to go crawling could use a skilled healer to help them keep there limbs attached and set out for a hole where he could do just that.

[Caellath]

Rodri playfully twirled the sword with one of his hands, checking the room before moving towards the mushrooms.
"Well, let's do this."

Check the growth in the middle of the room. If nothing happens, clean off part of the wall with the sword to check on the engraved image.

[exolyx]

Rodri inspects the fungi in the middle, finding nothing suspicious about it in the slightest. He then walks over to the wall and starts cutting off the moss from the image on the wall, making the large image clear, it seems larger than you first thought. Once you finish you wipe your sword on a leg and step back. The picture... It's like nothing you've ever seen.
The most notable feature is that the entire picture is of a single creature. The sandy stone maintained only most of the image, but it unsettles you more than that demon from before. A large four legged creature, fangs as long as your arm, never the same length as they look hastily put together. Claws only slightly shorter than that. the body seems to be nothing like muscle, and its eyes seem so intricate, like you can see a reflection even though it is a picture in stone, as if it's watching you.

[Nirur Torir]

"Cheery."

Attempt to open the right door. If it doesn't want to open, blast it.

[Caellath]

"Most certainly."

Go with Jerri.

[exolyx]

Jerri fires off into the door, knocking it flatly over, revealing a clean hallway, the door blocked most of the plantlife from getting through it seems.

[Caellath]

Through the corridor. Melee warriors take vanguard.

[Nirur Torir]

Advance with the group.

[Atilliano]

He looks at the kobold.

So you're a mage, eh? Wasn't sure kobolds were very good mages. Well, it doesn't matter. Let's proceed.

Through the corridor.

[exolyx]

The four of you travel, melee fighters in the front, until you reach a dimly lit room, barren of plant-life except for many several vines hanging from the ceiling. Though no other exits are in this room. Lastly in the center of the room is a large bird's nest with a large pile of bones inside.

[Caellath]

"Now, this looks like trouble."

Look at the ceiling and the area nearby.

[exolyx]

Rodri looks up, seeing the vines, they seem to just go up and up, it's impossible to see high enough up. Upon closer observation they seem to be beginning to descend, as if they're growing in front of your very eyes.