Round 8

As Silra crouched, her fingers brushed against the ash, and she spotted a faint, broken line of disturbed dust diagonally across the third stone from left, indicating a previous reset mechanism. She marked the adjacent stones with an invisible sigil that would not disturb the plate's glow. Jeane's light spell illuminated the area, casting an eerie radiance over the desolate landscape.

The air was heavy with the scent of rot and old stone as Silra moved low over the ground, her stick tracing careful paths around the pressure plate's glow. Her eyes caught subtle breaks where foot traffic had disturbed the dust more than the wind alone could explain - those were the zones that hinted at a hidden trap. Sister Hale's voice cut through the silence, ordering Jeane to maintain the light radius, while Silra's gaze darted towards the party, her focus on the commander's intentions clear.