The Tarchoony Brotherhood moved to the elevator room. “So, does anyone have any ideas on how to get this thing to go up?” asked Sithwulf. No one replied. “Well then, let’s see what we can figure out.” The company tried every combination of touching the crystals and had no luck. Sithwulf then said, “I can make out the platform to the level above. Aart can you climb up and see if you can open the door?”
“Sure,” Aart replied as he prepared himself for the vertical climb. Within a few minutes he was nearly fifty feet up as he pulled himself up onto the narrow ledge between the shaft and the door. Aart called below, ”There isn’t more than a foot of room up here and the door is held fast. We’ll need more leverage to force this door open then this space will afford us.”
“Alright then, come on down,” Sithwulf shouted back.
Moments later the party heard Aart scream, “Aaaaahhhhhh!” before he impacted the floor with a thump. The company came to his aid, but it was to no avail, the fall was fatal.
As Sithwulf attended to his dear friend Zephyros called to the others, “Let’s move all the supplies from the other room onto the elevator platform. If we do get this platform to move up, we don’t want to go through this again to get back down.” And with that about an hour was spent moving all the supplies into the chamber.
“The last of the supplies have been moved, now what should we do?” asked Ansger to Zephyros.
“Let’s rest and think about it more, but perhaps Dudda you could move up the chain to the level above us and see if you could open the door from the other side,” replied Zephyros.
“Aye Boss, whatever you need,” answered Dudda.
“But for now, let’s close the door behind us and get some rest, we’ve all had a long day,” explained Zephyros. So, watch was posted and the company all made themselves as comfortable as possible.
Hours later Dudda and a few others began to stir, preparing for the ascent. “Any specific instructions Boss?” asked Dudda.
“I’ll come along with to the chain and we’ll talk about it,” replied Zephyros. As the door was opened the elevator platform began to rise!
“Everyone, get up and ready!” yelled Zephyros. Soon everyone was scrambling to pack their gear as the platform steadily moved upwards. Once at the top the party scrambled out and moved the most valuable goods off the platform followed by the least valuable. Zephyros made a mental note that the door below and perhaps a certain amount of time appeared to be the trigger for the platform.
The rest of that day was spent hauling the spoils to the main camp. It was a long and hard day; luckily no one was hurt in the process. The rest of the company was excited to hear of the success that was had against Hel’s Furies, but at the cost of two companions put a damper on their enthusiasm. Osric, Zelik and Zephyros spent some time explaining to the men that the exploration was nearly complete and soon they would be headed back to civilization.
The following morning the vanguard headed back to the complex. “Xenocrates, we’re going to need your help on this one, will you please accompany us?” asked Zephyros.
“Of course, m’lord,” he replied. Soon the explorers found themselves back at the mid-level platform staring at the chain.
“So, what did you have in mind Zephyros?” asked Xenocrates.
“Well you know that magic rope spell that I keep reminding you is worthless, well perhaps I was wrong,” snorted Zephyros.
“Hah, well good of you to admit it,” snickered Xenocrates.
“So, what we’ll do is have the rope attach about forty or so feet up the chain. We need our feet to touch the platform on either side, but we’ll be lower than platform level when we are at the bottom of the swing point. We will attach a belaying line to those going across so we can swing them either way, back and forth. The first person will be Dudda, as he is nimble enough to jump to the other side on his own, and we’ll all be holding to the other side should he fall. This way, we can all make it across and there is no threat of falling to death,” explained Zephyros. Soon Dudda was all roped up and Xenocrates cast his spell empowering the rope to move upon his command. Once secured up high on the chain Xenocrates nodded to Dudda and he swung across to the chain, he climped a few feet up and then jumped down to the far platform like a cat.
“Made it Boss!” yelled Dudda. “I’ll go check out the door.” Soon, Zephyros, Xenocrates, and Osric were on the far side. The door looked remarkably like the door with the huge face that nearly killed Zephyros months ago.
“I’m going to stand on the ledge while you investigate this, please borrow my necklace for the task,” Zephyros said to Dudda. Moments later Dudda began searching for traps on the door.
“I don’t see any traps here Boss!” Dudda mumbled.
“Osric, are you willing to try the door,” asked Zephyros?
“Alright!” Osric replied as he moved forward and put some weight into it. “It’s held fast!”
“As I suspected, Xenocrates please knock on the door,” Zephryos stated while smiling at Xenocrates.
“As you wish m’lord,” answered Xenocrates, as me moved close to the door and began the casting of a spell. Once the incantation was complete Xenocrates stated, “The door is now open.”
The remainder of the party came across the chasm, assembled into their marching order and started down the corridor.