Even with the precautions that Cinder took to collect the poison, she could feel whatever miasma it gave off itched at her eyes. Whatever it was, it was certainly potent.<br/><br/>As Cinder tied of the rope she paced herself backwards and at a chance glance at the tile floor, she saw the hairline slit where some mortar met with the tiles. Shear luck had let her catch a darkening of shadow that extended well below where the rest of the mortar and tile set. Getting to her hands and knees and with a bit of chalk, Cinder could trace this slit in the floor. Several times she had to double back over lines she had previously made to make sure she wasn't just seeing things, the joining was impeccable. After a few minutes she would line out a large area around the lecturn/treasure box in the wall, a full ten feet around it. It reached almost halfway the width of the tunnel she was in.<br/><br/>When she was examining the red tile, Cinder could see tiny runes shift and swirl - Damn mages with their codes and obsessions with scrawlings. Still, if she focused on the runes, they would in turn, shape themselves to the letters and words she did know.<em>Acererak congratulates you on your powers of observation, so make of this whatever you wish, -</em>Cinder would have to keep walking down the red tiled floor to make out more of the text.<br/><br/>Wheeling back to her neglected rod in the box, Cinder would stand outside of the chalk line and pull up and down, left and right, she'd try to whip crack the rod up or down, but she couldn't get the leverage to make the rod move, and all the 'convenient' little hooks and crannies to loop some rope around didn't help either, they were too far away that she was back to square one of leverage with a rope. Looking around for a long pole was irksome as well, nothing of the sort. Would it kill the architects to have convenient lighting braziers?<br/><br/>No, she'd need to pull the rod, herself, or she could continue down the corridor and see what was at the other end.<br/><br/>Cinder picks up an amulet in the shape of a dwarf.<br/>Cinder picks up Unidentified Potent Poison.<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=112313<br/>I did a couple of rolls to see if Cinder's intuition came through for what a safe distance. She crit success-ed that &gt;.&gt;<br/>Unfortunately, if she wants to see what the rod does, she's going to have to physically pull the rod herself. She's not getting enough leverage with the rope pulling this way -&gt; when the rod goes ^ and v<br/><br/>As Cinder moves about a room, I'll make sure to describe things as best I can and not just have her blunder into traps and perils. If she does, I'll make sure to roll for her to see if she catches herself just in time.<br/>So far, Cinder is doing alright. No insta-gibs yet :D</div></div>