Rolling for thyPOPE.
Orinbar's 1st Turn!
Orinbar's 1st Turn!
Orinbar has nearly alerted everyone of their presence by... being invited to solve an odd puzzle!
"Please, do come in."
Probably much to anyone and everyone's surprise (those people consisting of Orinbar, himself, and possibly his book), the door opened. Within - well, wherever the door was connected to - was a warm, rich looking room, decorated with reds and golds of all sorts. The ceiling stretched up high, ending in the cold stone of an Ayleid ruin, but the decorated room was so civil how could it possibly be anything strange?
Nevermind it being a door to nowhere, shh.
The person inviting him in was likely nothing like he'd seen before, being rather ... tall. Tall and lanky, with navy hair and piercing, hawkish eyes.
"I've been waiting for someone like you!" he said, ushering the Altmer in and shutting the door. "I have a bit of a problem I'd like you to help me with. This ... this, you see, these books - I just don't get them. They're supposed to tell me how to ... well it's a recipe you see and ... well ... I'm not very good at ... magic or alchemy or anything and I could use a hand."
Not giving Orinbar a moment to rest - much less consider the highly improbable and exceptionally odd situation - he pushed the Altmer to a table piled with several books, some alchemical apparatuses, and a few soul gems and scrolls.
"If you can help me sort all this out, I'll pay well~"
You may use any skill you wish to try and solve the puzzle.
Probably much to anyone and everyone's surprise (those people consisting of Orinbar, himself, and possibly his book), the door opened. Within - well, wherever the door was connected to - was a warm, rich looking room, decorated with reds and golds of all sorts. The ceiling stretched up high, ending in the cold stone of an Ayleid ruin, but the decorated room was so civil how could it possibly be anything strange?
Nevermind it being a door to nowhere, shh.
The person inviting him in was likely nothing like he'd seen before, being rather ... tall. Tall and lanky, with navy hair and piercing, hawkish eyes.
"I've been waiting for someone like you!" he said, ushering the Altmer in and shutting the door. "I have a bit of a problem I'd like you to help me with. This ... this, you see, these books - I just don't get them. They're supposed to tell me how to ... well it's a recipe you see and ... well ... I'm not very good at ... magic or alchemy or anything and I could use a hand."
Not giving Orinbar a moment to rest - much less consider the highly improbable and exceptionally odd situation - he pushed the Altmer to a table piled with several books, some alchemical apparatuses, and a few soul gems and scrolls.
"If you can help me sort all this out, I'll pay well~"
You may use any skill you wish to try and solve the puzzle.
