by Scalydemon » Thu May 24, 2012 12:36 am
Zavenorrin, with the help of the Dwarves, strikes flint to steel and manages to get a pitch torch ablaze. A flask of whale oil is tossed into the small room and the torch is set to it. A hot ball of flame engulfs a large portion of the room as black smoke laps into the air. The slime coating seems to dry up as the heat gets to it. The dark green robes all burn up as does the remnants of ruined furniture.
The ceiling does not appear to have any extra degree of thin slime present.
After 5 minutes. The room appears clear as the oil smolders. You can still hear the sounds of croaking in the far distance. It's now 3:50pm (the sun typically sets around 630pm).
What are your next actions?
Let the red dawn surmise
What we shall do,
When this blue starlight dies
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