Dungeon Master Orange Fri Jul 17, 2015 7:41 pm
Klumn coughs. "Ah.. okay. Sadly, scratching off the rune won't work."
The gnome pulls out his spell book, and a fine looking pen. "I can re-organize my spells, but this will take a while. I suggest you explore elsewhere in the meantime." Klumn than takes a seat on the floor. He spreads out his reagent pouches, little vials, and various texts. He wipes the first few pages of his spell book, sighs, and begins writing down all of his spells in to it once more.
Meanwhile, Xhiero smells the stench of decay and rot. Of death. He resists the fear gas, nor does it impede his vision. Down the path a bit about 20 feet from him, he notices a simple door.