[IC] Chapter 2-5: You're whirling 'round...

[Lugar]

Shanna's Con checks:  
Thirst: Con: [1d20+2] = 1+2 = 3, Con: [1d20+2] = 18+2 = 20, Con: [1d20+2] = 17+2 = 19, Con: [1d20+2] = 13+2 = 15 1 failure
Hunger: Con: [1d20+2] = 8+2 = 10, Con: [1d20+2] = 5+2 = 7, Con: [1d20+2] = 5+2 = 7 2 failures.

Shanna's knees buckle slightly from the intense hunger, remembering the ants but, distracted by the growling in her bowels, not remembering where.  She has a look around using her arcane sight while whispering to the nearest companion:

"Has it...occurred to anyone that we are in the middle of a trap and this may just be another part of it?"

[[Perhaps a spinning trap  ]]

Spellcraft: [1d20+17] = 8+17 = 25

Int: [1d20+4] = 15+4 = 19

Hmmm, a very large trap?  Fascinating. Lugar thinks to himself, remaining quiet and hidden and suffering.