Ask Faw to sketch each shape in his notebook, then lead the party south. Send him to sketch the gemstones in the south room, then lead them east, northsavesouth, east.

I think I figured this puzzle out btw!!!
plz go to the wall with the poem, the go south, west, west, north, west, west, north and examine that room very carefully, plz

Wállácê: That command has them walking into rooms that don't exist. Try again.

"Fawriel, sketch each shape down," I ordered the green weasel.
He took out his sketchbook and started drawing the outlines of each shape, then went back and started to shade each one with ellaborate cross-hatching techniques. After a few minutes he looked at his sketches, frowned, and started to erase them.
"What are you doing?!" I shouted.
"I can do better than that," he replied as he began a new set of sketches.
Not wanting to sit around all day, I snatched up his pencil and sketchbook, quickly drew the shapes myself, and thrust both items back into Fawriel's arms. He seemed offended, but didn't say a word.
I then lead everyone back South, and sent Fawriel to sketch the gems in the next room. "And be quick about it," I told him as he left. In a few minutes he was back, gave a slight nod to indicate that he was done, and went with the rest of us back East.
I went North by myself into the room with the poem and ice carving. I would have "saved," except there was no reachable Save Point in this room, despite popular belief. (That's right folks, the Save sign is BEHIND the ice wall. Don't forget. -Dev)
I went back South, rejoined the group, and headed through the Eastern door. We found ourselves in, believe it or not, yet another dome-shaped and icey room. This room, however, also contained a seemingly-abandoned campsite, and doors leading North and South. A blue tent had been set up in the middle of the room, though it had collapsed. There was an opened backpack just to the side of the tent, surrounded by scattered snackfoods. As I glanced around the room, I also noticed a skeleton sitting in one of the corners. There were several cracks in the ice around it, and there was no trace of flesh remaining on its bone. It looked to have been picked clean.
I seemed to be the only one who had noticed the skeleton; the others were picking through the collapsed tent, looking for items or something. Suddenly my heart skipped a beat as some huge black creature appeared beneath the ice, just under the skeleton, and vanished a moment before I could mentally register what it had been. A chill ran down my spine as I continued to stare forward, unsure of whether or not we were truely alone in this place.

View sketches

no, go south

EDIT: or AFTER THAT go south

Or view sketches WHILE going south but being careful to avoid walls!

Grab the backpack before going south while looking at the sketches. Note which corner of the room the skeleton is in.

Just letting you all know that I won't be posting anymore until Saturday. I'm on vacation and I don't have the maps I need on this computer.

Radium, don't you dare try to send them to me.

When I see Dev as having made the last post, I look forward to reading the great little piece of story as I load and scroll down.

Are you trying to shame him out of the vacation?

no!

I can't enjoy a week away with my friends without being guilt-tripped into updating ToU? D=

We looked at the sketches. They looked like this:



After surveying the sketches I glanced once more at the skeleton, which was in the Northwest corner of the room, then grabbed the backpack (noteably without bothering to see what was inside), and lead the group South. We entered another dome-shaped room with a glowing floor and three more geometric gem things. The lack of originality was slightly annoying. This time the gems featured the following forms: a pyramid, a flat rectangle, and a sphere.
"This is getting old," Araches whined, quickly looking over the gems and nudging the sphere with her left foot. "And how has Uberbob managed to resist snatching up all these gems anyway?"
Araches brought up a good point. We all instantly looked to the grey rabbit, who was digging into the stubby remains of his right ear with his pinky finger. He looked around at us and shrugged. "The voices haven't told me to take or burn anything yet."
We exchanged worried looks; Leetzan in particular. She seemed on edge, though I wasn't quite sure why.

(Note: some of these items were aquired with the bag you found, which is now housing your inventory and does not count as an item.)
Inventory

Love Faw's Sketch. I need to catch up on how exactly BR's lair has it's puzzles designed and I'll reenter the fray of voicing

Ask Leetzan what's wrong. In private of course.

Have Faw sketch the three new shapes onto his paper, and lead the party north and north, after listening to the Odinvoice.

Examine current party members.

Something in the back of my mind told me I should try talking to Leetzan and find out what was wrong. I didn't, of course, because that would be gay.
"Sketch out these new shapes," I told Fawriel. He silently obeyed, though while he was sketching he kept looking up at Leetzan. I couldn't quite read his expression, but he wasn't looking at her in the same way as usual. That said, I was eager to move on and hopefully leave all this emotional crap behind.
I commanded the party to travel Northward with me, and after passing by the abandoned campsite room once more we arrived in another icey, dome-shaped, glowy-floored room. Not surprisingy, there were gems in here as well: one shaped like a needle, and the other shaped like a pyramid.
"Am I to assume you want me to sketch these, too?" Fawriel inquired, with the slightest hint of bitterness in his voice.
"You know what they say about when you assume, Faw," I replied sharply. He scowled, then quickly sketched the two new shapes and slammed his sketchbook shut.
"By the might of FOO!" Fooruman declared, dramatically raising his arms and looking to the sky. "We have indeed given this dungeon the equivalent of a full rectal exam!"
The group was silent.
"And," he added, "in much the same manner, we have found fatty foods and oddly-shaped objects of questionable origin."
The silence lingered on.
"Maybe the rooms with glowing floors are connected somehow?" Leetzan suggested.
Uberbob's ears perked up, he smiled, then said, "It's been so long since she said something smart, I was starting to forget why we let her come with us."
He smiled cheerfully at Leezan. The smile was not returned.
I decided to take this opportunity to examine my party members. My party consisted of me, Araches, Fawriel, Leetzan, Fooruman, and, unfortunately, Uberbob. Araches was staring at me with a wide grin, Fawriel was examining his fingernails for some reason, Leetzan was being PMSy, Fooruman was performing a donut in his canoe, and Uberbob was still trying to dig whatever was in his stub of an ear out. I was doing my best not to kill them all.

Kick Uberbob in the shin, then think back to any indents in the glowing rooms that gems could be placed.

And look at the wall-puzzle again

@Ae: Compass directions, please.

Seeing as how he'd been asking for it for a while now, I kicked Uberbob in the shin as hard as I could. He let out a yelp, like a rabbit who just got kicked in the shin, then glared angrily at me.
"Araches is the only one who's allowed to give me love-licks!" Uberbob shouted angrily. "That was inappropriate and rude behaviour not befitting a Lady!"
"Shuri, don't do that," Leetzan said, a pleading look in her eyes. "We have enough problems already. We don't need internal strife now."
She made a good point, though the way Uberbob was treating her still made me feel obliged to help in some way. I considered chopping him in half for her, but she would probably have had a problem with that, too. Oh well.
I stopped daydreaming about dismemberment just long enough to search my memory of the dungeon for any indents in the glowing rooms where a gem could be placed. The only indents I could remember were the thin cracks in the ice where engravings had once been in the walls. The needle-shaped gem we had seen was the only one that could possibly fit inside them, and I saw no logical reason to be putting it into ice cracks in the first place. On that note, I suddenly wondered how I had begun thinking about indentations in the first place.

I thought we had Faw sketch the carving, oops.

Pick up the needle-shaped gem.

Originally Posted by Ae

Pick up the needle-shaped gem.

He's going to ask for compass directions D=.

The compass directions are North, East, South, and West.

Go East

Originally Posted by Wállácê

Go East

The only exit is South.

Originally Posted by Cooba

The only exit is South.

someone said that there are exits in every direction?!

...oh well, South

That was Ae listing what the compass directions are. He wasn't listing what the exits are.

Get ye flask.

Originally Posted by Risp_old

That was Ae listing what the compass directions are. He wasn't listing what the exits are.

ah, yes....

thanks for clearing that up

SOUTH

The little gold thing that says "exits" (presuming it is visible in your color scheme) lists exits. N, S, E, W, or Dennis.

Attempt to travel Dennis.

Page Clam or something.

I picked up the needle-shaped gem. No sooner had I done so when a long icey spike decended from the ceiling like a bolt of lightning and impaled my foot to the ground. I let out a scream (though not a girly one).
I would have liked to go South, or any direction at that moment, but having my foot pinned to the floor made this somewhat difficult. And there was no flask.

Get someone to cut through the spike. Failing that, get Araches to melt it (assuming it's an ice spike).

Politely ask the spike to leave you alone.

drop the gem (and never pick them up again)

Pick up the gem after dropping it

Except don't.

I looked to my companions, who were standing off to the side staring at me as sharp, icey pain resonated throughout my leg.
"FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, SOMEONE CUT THIS SPIKE!"
"You're the one with the sword, hon," Araches pointed out. I would have liked to have decapitated her just then, but unfortunately my lack of foot made this a difficult desire to fulfill.
As the glowing floor beneath me became painted with my blood, Fooruman slid over to me in his canoe and shouted, "By my ARCANE POWERS, I purge this young man of his spikey foot thing!" The archmage whacked the spiked bar with his canoe oar, but the vibration merely intensified the already-intense pain I was experiencing.
"Araches, melt this spike!" I commanded.
The sexually confused sorceress conjured a ball of fire and slung it at the spike. The ice on the outside melted, revealing it to actually be made of solid steel. I was beginning to get upset.
"Mr. Spike," I then said, "please leave me alone."
I'm not sure if it was the pain or massive bloodloss that caused me to say this, but it was my last resort. All attempts at escaping the spike with the gem in hand having failed, I, at long last, let go of the gem. The moment it fell to the ground the spike retreated back into the ceiling.
"Wow!" Fawriel suddenly declared. "Did you guys see that? The blood bounced on the ice!"
Everyone stared at him for a moment, until Leetzan said, "Yeah. Blood does that."
"Oh," Fawriel replied, as I clenched my shattered, bleeding foot. "I didn't know that."

Eat a bag of chips and stick the receipt onto the end of the needle-shaped spike and sweep it into the sleeping bag.

*blink* My post appears to have vanished.

Get Fooruman to knock the gem away with the oar.

...touching the gems AGAIN? Haven't you people learnt anything D=

Can Uberbob and L33tzan still use Telekinesis, btw?