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Findalsip remarks, "Keep ready on this gargoyles. I can't be certain that they aren't art pieces or the real thing." He readies his club and backs away towards the destination.

Findalsip will go down the stairs and into the cavern paying attention to depth, direction, and such. During the descent he will inspect the gargoyles without touching noting details trying to determine the craftsmanship and/or if they be polymorphic.

Thus is the drawback to this style of gaming. If you think about the proposal that would seriously alter gameplay mechanics. We have the option of returning to camp and ‘resting’ and learning new spells.

"I sure hope this doesn't cast 'Enrage Gnome' if this goes wrong. Ever dealt with a madder than the 9 hells gnome hell bent on gnawing your knee cap off?" Findalsip gives a sly wink the over large tall. " You might miss out on some awesome magical stuff if we do this right."

“Perhaps that Bull Scrap will be useful. Let’s try that code on the gem thingies. Simple magics make the gems look prettier but there always something special about a gemstone cut just right and no occlusions that is a pleasure to behold.” Findalsip pulls himself out of his wistful thinking and foll...

Axid will allow the others to use the rope. He mentally communicates “I’m letting the rope fall down to you should you need it for whatever is below”.

Axid hauls up the rope and ties another rod to it and then lowers it. Mentally, “Here comes another rod” all the while keeping a sharp eye out for other creatures.

“This place seems to be full of surprises.” He makes notes in his journal about the scrap of paper and the other symbols and secret doors. “I presume there is more to be found down those stairs. I get how our companions feel about being here. I must say I don’t understand though how you deal without...

Axid mentally chimes in: "The whole complex certainly be alert now. Maybe if we tie plate armor to our boots we can make less bloody noise. To boot Ke'$ha, shouldn't you be thanking or cursing your Patron deity for not allowing your un-deadness?" He grabs rope from the haversack and ties a...

Findalsip remarks, "I don't read Dwarven. I really should learn someday."

"Maybe if I stare daggers at you that might suffice, alas I have no climbing spikes on my person. Perhaps one of our other companions might have such gear on or about them."

"Some pitons or climbing spikes to put in the wall to stop the door might be useful." Axid mentally interjects to the group. He continues to keep an eye on the hatches. Not wanting another encounter with more foul, stank-ass creatures than he has already had up to this point.

"Has anyone been in here or found anything before?" Findalsip continues to look around in hopes of finding clues not wanting to get shutdown like has happened before with the Drow.

(OOC: Tristan, whatever image you posted is unviewable by my computer or phone.) FIndalsip begins to carefully look all around for any drawers, cabinets, etc... that might contain hints or clues as to the combination for the levers and buttons. Drunk dwarves can't always be relied on to remember cod...

Axid keeps an eye on the other hatches whilst the others are down the hatch.