SO our not so hero “heroes” travel to the South east – this place they begin to learn is a deathtrap ……..
The masonry walls of this 20-foot wide hall are in poor repair. The far end is especially bad, as it has completely collapsed, filling the southern section with rubble. The western wall is in much better shape than the other walls, and it holds a stone door with a rearing dragon carved in relief upon it. The door contains a single keyhole, which is situated in the rearing dragon’s open mouth.
They fight the dreaded undead dogs and use the chime on the dragons mouth , the door opens .
The dust of ages, long undisturbed, covers every surface in this large gallery. Three alcoves are on the north wall, and one is located in the south wall. Each alcove contains a dust-covered stone pedestal with a fist-sized crystalline globe upon it. Although the globes in the northern alcoves lie cracked and dark, the globe in the southern alcove glows with a soft blue light. Faint tinkling notes spring forth from it.
They over come the trap and pressure plate appears , standing on it they are transported to a corridor.
The air is stale in this 20-foot-long corridor, which leads to another closed stone door.
Getting past the arrow trap
Dust fills this hall like a layer of gray snow. In the rounded northern end of the chamber, you see a sculpture of a dragon carved from red-veined white marble.
The statue stands 10 feet tall, depicting a coiled dragon. Should any animate creature move to within feet of the sculpture, a permanent magic mouth causes the dragon to speak in Common (to viewers, it seems the stone jaws are actually speaking). The dragon’s riddle is as follows:
We come at night without being fetched;
we disappear by day without being stolen.
With that the door opens
Dust cloaks the 20-foot-wide hall. Three narrow alcoves line both the north and south wall. Each alcove holds a humanoid figure carved of red-veined white marble, except for the southwest alcove, which is empty. The figures resemble tall elves in plate mail The far end of the hall opens via a stone arch into a wide room, from which greenish light trickles. A dark pit is situated before the western archway.
They fight the guardian its final words are
“You broke the binding; my watch over the dragonpriest is over!”
Finally they find a secret room to camp Dust coats this tiny chamber, obscuring words inscribed on the southern wall. Rubbing the dust away from the inscriptions, those familiar with the Draconic alphabet note its use in the inscription. Those who can understand the Draconic language read, “A dragonpriest entombed alive for transgressions of the Law still retains the honor of his position.”
What next ?