Ch. 4: Onward and Downward

[Cwreando]

Abrex backs out to let Dreed examine things a bit more.

[Inferno]

Dredd Doomsmith, dwarven trap-hacker:

"Och!" Dredd sighed. A trap on a door leading to a wall? Nothing here made sense, except... "This entire tomb is but one large deathtrap." One trap, the size of a giant labyrinth. The son of Clan Doomsmith couldn't help but feel a little jealous of the diabolical architects and engineers of this twisted masterpiece.

Frustration, exasperation or boredom would lead to carelessness, and that would lead to mistakes. All mistakes here were fatal. If they were to survive this place, it would continue to be meticulous, deliberate and careful going. It was like service in the army; long stretches of boredom punctuated by brief moments of terror.

Mindful of the nine minute timeframe, the dwarven trapsmith looked at the back of the door with his bare eyes to see if any part of it had extended to fit into the hole.
If not, he examined the newly revealed wall with his bare eyes, looking for a secret door or trap, touching nothing, and trying not to align himself with the hole for fear that an arrow might fly from it.
After nine minutes, he'll exit the room.

[Grognardsw]

"99 traps and the lich ain't one," mutters Elsa watching Dredd. Out of frustration her orc crudeness rises to the surface. "Why don't one you boys stick your dick in that hole, maybe that's the key," she laughs.

[Zhym]

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