Round 37

Seraphine's keen eyes trace the runes' patterns, her fingers twitching as if to sketch them. Fascinating architecture, but yes—active magical defenses. The energy signature is... concerning. Not natural death magic, something more deliberate, more malevolent. We should proceed with extreme caution.

Jeane circles the pit's edge warily, her wings shifting with each careful step. Agreed. Those aren't just warnings—they're triggers. The sword's curse likely feeds this chamber somehow. Merrin, your trap detection skills are invaluable here. But touching anything... even the sword itself... could be catastrophic.

Halie clutches her holy symbol tighter, its silver surface warm against her palm. I feel it too—something wrong in the magic here. Like a sickness in the stones themselves. We should purify ourselves before attempting any...

Merrin finishes setting up the tripwire system with practiced efficiency. Done. If anything shifts or activates down there, we'll know. But yeah, touching the sword... not on my to-do list. The curse alone could unravel us all.

The central rune pulses brighter, a sickly green light spilling across their faces.