Feldard nodded in satisfaction towards the rogue. “Good shot.” The dwarf, shouldered his axe and turned back towards the rest of the group at the junction of the red lit hallway. Arriving back amongst the others he peered towards the southern wall. “So what figure you, mage? Is it a trap? Do we enter the hall and investigate or turn about and check the other doors in the main hall? “
“It’s an unnatural light to be sure, Feldard.” Miklos replied, “If I were skilled enough I might be able to counter it. It would be easy to say that it was another illusion but I doubt it would be that simple. Maruc can you determine if there is an evil aura emanating from the light source?”
Maruc closed his eyes and clasped his holy symbol. He offered Halav a prayer of guidance tried reached out, but felt no indication of evil or good emanating from the hall.
Hasan slowed moved back to his companions studying the glowing wall. The red on his usually pale cheeks reflected more than just the glow from the opposite wall. His fear of the beholder still rankled.
“You think we should toss something in, just to see what happens?” Saeth queried. It wasn’t nearly as heroic as charging in blindly, but it was probably a far better idea. “Shall I throw a dagger, see what it bounces off of?” She loosened a dagger in its sheath, preparing for their assent.
Maruc nodded to the elfmaid, then stood back. Saeth tossed one of her knives and then listening carefully. There was a dull ripping sound as the dagger stuck in the wall, which rippled on the impact. It was hard to tell for sure due to the brightness of the light, but it appeared as though the wall of light might actually be a curtain of light.