Earlier, while the half-elf had been gathering wood, she had noticed a door on the far wall of the ruin that lead back into the hillside. It was partly buried by fallen timbers, the rats having helped to distract from its initial discovery.
Now that Starlight’s stomach was full, they both approached the door, letting out a puff of damp, musty air when they opened it.
Having no Stout lineage, only the half-elf was able to view the passage beyond the darkness.
DM: You can just light a torch to solve this problem, but it’ll kill Alina’s infravision.
Kay: I need to be able to search for traps.
Sue: Torch it is.
The light of the torch flickered across the walls and floor. They were made of finished stone, stained with water damage. The ceiling was supported by heavy oak beams.
Your standard 10×40 passage.
Kay, having played Icewind Dale and Advanced Heroquest, knew all about searching for traps, but she was a bit thrown off when I pointed out that you can not just roll the dice to find them. I wanted to know where she was looking and how.
If you have glanced at the module, the floor does not actually contain any traps, but it does collapse 30 feet in, whether one is cautious or not due to water damage. The difference being whether you take fall damage or if you get to pat yourself on the back with experience.
They got both.
Rather than go along the edge of the pit, they decided to each jump over it.
Alina landed gracefully on the other side. Turning around, she looked down at the halfling covered in mud at the bottom of the pit.
Sue: I don’t think we have any rope.
Kay: Bah, I’ll just climb up.
After entering the Scriptorium at the end of the hall (and explaining what a Scriptorium actually was), they dispatched four robed skeletons, and jumped right into looting with no prompt, checking the room and the fallen skeletal monks. The only thing found of value were the triangular daggers that the hooded skeletons had used to assault them.
Kay: Awesome. Can I have all of them?
They both agreed that Sue had plenty of weapons on Alina, so Kay was able to add all the archaic daggers to Starlight’s growing collection.
Alina and Starlight now faced a heavy wooden door, bound in bands of iron. It had a large plate of metal mounted on it inscribed with the symbol of a bull’s head. The door had been locked from the other side.