(Perception: At 2016-06-25 15:12:10, Keelan (uid: 15533) rolls: 1d20a14 Result: 25 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=89635))<br/>(DD: At 2016-06-25 15:14:31, Keelan (uid: 15533) rolls: 1d20a14 Result: 17 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=89636)+2Tools=19, Retry)<br/>(DD: At 2016-06-25 15:16:35, Keelan (uid: 15533) rolls: 1d20a16 Result: 21 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=89638), Retry)<br/>(DD: At 2016-06-25 15:16:42, Keelan (uid: 15533) rolls: 1d20a16 Result: 23 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=89639), Success)<br/><br/>This new room was far more interesting... Tora focused her mind on sensing the magicks around them, and with focus she was able to discern several magical auras of varying strengths. Tora had to agree with Shelna; this was not a room inspiring good feelings...<br/><br/>"Indeed... several instances of magic around..." Tora stated calmly, tapping her cane on the ground gently. "We'll see---"<br/><br/>She was interrupted by yelling, in a language she sadly did not know. A shame, but there were so few languages where she grew up and studied, and none of them seemed to be for this region here. Perhaps she should rectify that later...<br/><br/>"Yes, it would... but I can assume the message in all honesty," Tora states, glancing around the room. "...booby traps... pressure point in front of the sarcophagus. Let me see what I can do..."<br/><br/>Choking up on her cane, Tora produced from thin air a set of compact and professional tools, the type one might use to manipulate small clockwork or other mechanical devices, very specialized tools. Some would think they were for less then reputable purposes, but Tora would simply think they were fools.<br/><br/>...of course, she hadn't had to use them in a while; the first time she  nearly set the plates off, then cursing under her breath she tried again... and nearly broke her tools. Cursing some more in Catfolk this time, Tora tried again... and with some time she was FINALLY able to disconnect the trap.<br/><br/>"Well... I'm either getting old, or I'm out of practice..." Tora grumbled as her ears flicked along with her tail in frustration. "Anyway, on to the artifacts..."<br/><br/>The medallion was simple, straightforward; she was able to determine what it did easily enough. Same with the Khopesh, which was a much more valuable item, but not quite valuable to her personally in it's current form; it was not a weapon which she was familiar in the use of. The former item went around her neck, the latter would be slid between her breasts into Elsewhere... for storage.<br/><br/>"Now then, that just leaves the sarcophagus..."