Immersive Ink

Leudigar cautiously stays in the middle of the group, knowing it wouldn't take more than a strong wind to knock him out of commission for good.

Fried leads they way, across the huge hydra room, into the narrow passage that leads some 30-40ft back to the small Ante. Here he pauses at the closed door to listen: but hears nothing.

Listen check: 1d6=?

What now?

Everyone stands clear and ready, before Zem tries the door. Unlike the last portal, the doorknob turn freely allowing Zem to easily push the door ajar. The chamber inside is quiet and dark...

Door check 1d6=6.

"Let's keep moving." says Freid resuming the lead heading for the door to the Zombie Room.

Our group moves swiftly through the dark, cool ante and into the former zombie room. The ghastly array of skulls and bones still hang on the left-hand wall, as if reaching out the snatch life from the yet-living. But none of the old bones are animate; only horrible to behold... across the room, there is an archway, which leads to a stair, up...

A monster check 1d6=? comes up empty... meh.

What next?

Zem motions onward."Ignore the door we will pass soon on the left, follow the corridor that bends right"

"Right!" Freid nods, leading the party out and up, following the corridor that bends right.

Through the zombie room, and down the dark passage thereafter to the foot of a stair, and up, up, up out of the cool earth and into the goblin passages once more. Soon, the stair passage intersects with a thoroughfare; you could turn into it to your left or to your right... all seems quiet... for now.