Turn 26 - The Fleeting Joy of ArithmeticPhiali leaves the foreboding downward staircase be for now, since temple basements are rarely known to be particularly safe, small or easily searchable, and heads up the hall to the middle tunnel on his right.
As he makes his way down the tunnel, a strong smell of recently-burnt incense assails him, and it soon becomes apparent why - the room he gets to has many torches in it. And braziers, to which about nine different alcoves with archways leading to them have been devoted. Well, this explains the amount of chimneys he saw from outside at least.
Each of the braziers seems to have a shiny copper plates spaced in a circle around it. All in all, this place looks a bit unusual.
Ground Floor:
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Guards!
? ------ Main Hall ------ ?
Main Hall
Locked Room! ------ Main Hall ------ Brazier Rooms
Main Hall
Room With Guards Main Hall
l Main Hall
Barred Door - Branching Paths ----- Main Hall ------ Downward Spiral Staircase
l Main Hall
Armory llll
Entrance!
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Elizas nods to the carpenter.
"Very well, you are cleared. See you next year."The carpenter only mutters something under his breath as he gets back to work. Elizas, meanwhile, gets back to where he left Patalim. It appears that the man is still there, sitting around in confusion and bewilderment. Nodding with satisfaction, Elizas takes a look inside his bag of loot.
It is full of blades of all kinds - saw blades, axe blades and blades from things he can't really place at the moment. A lot of blades, to be sure. Very well, then.
He turns to his new companion and poses several good questions on where exactly they might be and what sort of shelter and safety one could hope to find at this hour.
[Patalim knowledge roll: 4]
Patalim proves rather talkative, all things considered.
"We're near the execution square, I guess, so that would put us near the central bit of the city, east side of the river... yes, that would be where we are. As to where I could hide, I could only begin to guess. They would certainly find me if I stayed with anyone I know, I believe," he says, shrugging with unknowing.
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Gronok is completely and utterly stumped now. However, he realizes that he is quite lucky, actually. After all, he is a worshipper of Mo'kar, and Mo'kar likes to give knowledge to stumped followers to help them on their way. He sits down and has a bit of a praying session, hoping to get some divine guidance soon. He is pretty sure being here is unlikely to improve his health, to tell the truth.
[Prayer roll: 1-->2]
Halfway through the first sentence he realizes that there probably isn't any point to this, so he gets up and goes over to the prisoners.
"Say, imprisoned people! How would you like me to teach you..."[Gronok knowledge roll: 3]
"... well, some basic arithmetic?"[Prisoner knowledge roll: 3]
"We already tried that. We were remarkably successful, too. Helped pass several months of our time, though the joy of numbers eventually passed and we slipped back into despondency, though that may have also been the extra beatings from the dissatisfied guards at work. Can't have your prisoners being too happy, after all."Now there's a perfectly good idea that's gone down the gutter, so to speak.
Phiali: 1 MP
Elizas: 3 MP
Gronok: 0 MP
Sejena: 2 MP
Shashari: 5 MP
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