>Rolled 5, passed
Emerald doesn’t recognize most of these machine. He sees an anvil and something that looks like a drill attached to a large base, but past that they are all foreign objects to him.
>Rolled 3, Passed
Emerald stops in his tracks. He thought he heard a very low, metallic scrapping coming from somewhere up ahead, followed by some whispered, unintelligent words no louder than a gust of wind.
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