10-31-2016, 06:24 PM
(10-31-2016, 03:35 PM)Toot Wrote: [OoC: What if we don't have 3 rounds of plans because we're flying by the seat of our pants?]
Toot would rather not cast stone shape if his calculations of how big a shaft it would make were correct. Toot had no doubt that he could push Boo to get into the shaft but it would be a real struggle for him to squeeze through something so narrow. So that left his other plan. Toot was already wet so it wasn't a lie that sitting around in a cold, damp, cellar was giving him the chills. So he pulls out his blanket and wraps it around himself like he's a mummy. Not even his eyes can been seen under the thick cloth. Toot then hunches over to mask his shape under the fabric and attempts to slip through the field to reach the other side without detection. He takes care to make sure both Portho and Torin are distracted. Distraction could mean Portho examining the Trap Door; or lifting people onto Torin's shoulders; or the Golem; or whatever.
[OoC Porth being carried up the shaft by SG who seems intent on opening the trapdoor before even Lugar can have a look is probably plenty of a distraction.]
