Camping with the biggest campfire...

[Umbris (AC 2 | HP 37/37)]

He waits for a bit after waking... before going straight to basin. He starts to look for the chip and the hidden niche, more then excited about possibly discovering a secret.

[Skrye [AC3; 48/48HP]]

- "Is everything all right Umbris?" - looking at his behaviour in regards to the basin.

[OOC: AC 3; Protection vs Fire
SPELLS 1stLvl(4/5), 2ndLvl(5/5), 3rdLvl(2/4), 4thLvl(3/3)]

[DM Bob]

Indeed the small man finds a the small imperfection on the basin. Not detecting any traps, he brushes his finger upon the deviation. It slides over to reveal the same box he'd seen in his dream earlier.

How would you like to approach this at this point? A lock is evident, and it still resides snuggly within the stone frame of the dais.

Quila, Skrye and Umbris are the only ones awake at this point unless you wake the others.

[Skrye [AC3; 48/48HP]]

- "I'm not sure what is it but it may be better to wake up the others, just in case.." - looking at Umbris and Quila - "Too many stories of tempted relic hunters that ended them been part of the story of such items.." - looking at the box closely without opening it, its engraves, patterns, material and the relationship with entities of other planes

[OOC: Knowledge of the bard, rolled 29% out of 40%, if it's applicable.
AC 3; Protection vs Fire.
SPELLS: 1stLvl(4/5), 2ndLvl(5/5), 3rdLvl(2/4), 4thLvl(3/3)]

[Umbris (AC 2 | HP 37/37)]

Already took the box out and started fucking with the lock, his single mindedness on the box. Is either ignoring or did not hear the earth shaman

(PL check, Failed: 96 on the die)

[Skrye [AC3; 48/48HP]]

- Putting her clawed hand over the top of the box and in low voice, looking at the halfling - "They need to sleep" - in regards to the others - "Keep it with you and open it up in the morning"

[OOC: AC 3; Protection vs Fire.
SPELLS: 1stLvl(4/5), 2ndLvl(5/5), 3rdLvl(2/4), 4thLvl(3/3)]

[Umbris (AC 2 | HP 37/37)]

He growls and grumbles, chittering and cursing in halfling before he starts to gnaw on a corner of the damned thing

[DM Bob]

No effect from the gnawing. The box is relatively plain.

Huh. Never expected you to simply wait.

[DM Bob]

The rest of the evening not evening will pass uneventfully. Thank Gawds for air conditioning.

[AthasianLaborer]

'Muiko wakes and studies before noticing Umbris sleeping while clutching the box with a drooly corner.  He will nudge him awake and ask [Halfling: "What do you have there?  I don't remember that being here."]  He looks around the tent "Do we know if it is trapped?"

[Umbris (AC 2 | HP 37/37)]

He grumbles makes an obscene gesture at the box


Halfling: [Stupid box. Hates the box! Locked. Hidden in the water basin. Tried to open, failed. Not seem trapped...]

He angrily licks the box

(Checks for traps, rolled a success, a 5/100. He checks the box by sniffing it, then looking it over very slowly and carefully. Then he licks the lock again.)

[AthasianLaborer]

[Halfling: "Check it again, are you sure you failed?"]

'Muiko will surreptiously cast Knock, attempting to time the opening with Umbris licking the lock.

"What's in the box?"

[DM Bob]

No traps were detected and the spell definitely dulled the importance of 'Muiko's teammates.

Inside an 8 inch by maybe 6 inch whorled shard of black obsidian rests. Painted in white on the inside lid of the box are the words, "Khyryn's Key". There is a faint smell of roses, perhaps a lingering perfume?

[Umbris (AC 2 | HP 37/37)]

Obsidian... that gleaming black glass. His tribe considered it holy, the lifeblood of the world crystalized into beautiful, deadly sharpness. He looks over the box, glaring closely to see if there are any traps. Thin wires, nearly invisible glyphs, or the like. 

(CFT, Success, 44/100.)

If he's convinced its safe, he licks the gleaming obsidian chunk

[DM Bob]

No traps are found.

Once the halfling rogue touches the glass however, he is assaulted with a vision of a voluptuous woman, that smiles warmly, blows a kiss and pouts while beckoning him forward.

Almost as soon as the vision is seen, it fades from view. He feels a desire to see this woman again.