With his heart sinking, Godwyn goes to inspect the child size corpses. Though ashamed of it, he hoped that the corpses were of halflings or the like, rather than children. While he knew that either death would be a tragedy, the idea of children being murdered was too terrible to contemplate.
Damiel climbs up the ladder, and looks around trying to figure out what caused the chills that he felt below, while Godwyn looks at the corpses.
Ojore follows Damiel up. Once up he inspects these corpses, refusing to allow the closeness of those dead to impact his performance. Death was part of nature and he worshiped nature.
Gundar says a prayer to Torag upon seeing the carnage. Before we leave this place, we should bury these bodies..all these bodies.
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Godwyn and Ojore approach and start to examine the bodies, making a relief sound at finding them to be halflings (Song'o probably) and not children.
Damiel climbs up last, and soon starts turning around, as if confused or looking for something.
Damiel, ye alright? Gundar asks the confused elf.
"Seems clear enough up here to me. Well... other than the bodies, but sorry to say I'm getting used to those. "
Looking around furiously, shivering like he did down the ladder, and seemingly confused, "don't you hear that? They are whispering." Putting his arms out for balance, "the floor and those shattered holy symbols are shaking, Gundar." with almost a desperation in his voice. "Don't you see it!"
"See what? Floor seems rock solid to me. "
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You indeed notice the idol fragments in the floor are shaking.
Gundar has a fleeting thought of violence that he quickly suppresses. He looks at the broken statues that Damiel seems adamant about trying to figure out their significance and why they might be shaking.
Let me take a look at those statues for you Damiel.
"Let me help you with that Gundar" as he tries to help the dwarf figure out what the fragments were from, but his knowledge of religion is not up to what it should be.
Godwyn sadly gets up and walks away from the halfling bodies. He let the others talk, he instead leaned against the wall and tried to catch his breath. He hasn't realized that he had lost it. A fleeting desire to grab a crossbow bolt and stab himself with it went through his mind, but he shook it off. Not knowing where the effect came from, he instead assumed that the horror of the place was just getting to him. His green skin looked paler than usual.
"Does anyone know what's going on in here? "
Something unnatural. Perhaps the spirits of these small ones rebel and haunt this place.
[ooc]Did Ojore get to do his heal check yet?[/b]
We must take action to allow these spirits to rest. But what action? Should we remove the arrows and bury the bodies or must they be returned to their tribe? Of something I cannot guess.
Whatever we need to do to remove the curse and allow these spirits to rest we should. Gundar says as he nods in agreement.
"We need to take these corpses to their home, and have them buried properly" Damiel says.
Damiel then steps over to the east door and listens and looks for traps.
"Let us respectfully lay the bodies to rest here, and then once we finish our search we will carry their remains to the tribe."
Damiel heads up to the north door after checking out the walkway, and listens at the door, checks the door for traps and disables it if need be. He then steps aside and lets Godwyn or Flavius open the door and go thru first.
Flavius merely follows along unsettled by all the carnage.
Godwyn walks next to Flavius, holding his axe at the ready. After a moment of reflection, he could feel his anger rising. Somebody had done these atrocities, and he wanted to know who...
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The jungle sounds are ominous after witnessing so much dead, and the smell of decay is strong here, downwind.
The door is also clean, so you can enter unimpeded.
A long wooden table covered in scattered paperwork fills much of this room. A decapitated female human corpse is slumped across the mess. Doors exit the room to the south and east, while a ladder in the southwestern corner descends to the first floor of the fort.
Godwyn walks into the room and does his best not to look at the decapitated corpse. He starts looking through the paperwork strewn about.
"Just mundane reports...local weather...animal migrations...plants. Nothing here looks too relevant."
"Just a bunch of paperwork. I don't see anything useful. "
Gundar stands on his tippy-toes trying to peek at the paper-work as Godwyn and Flavius read it.
Yep! Looks mundane!
Tired of standing on his toes, Gundar instead tries to examine the corpse.
It looks like she was kilt with a spear! Gundar announces as he notices the puncture wounds.
Damiel, does not seem to be able to figure anything else out, besides what Ojore and Gundar said.
Having found the footprint, everything started to slowly come together. A a single footprint left in the victim’s blood on a piece of scattered paperwork was found...the footprint was human-sized with clawed toes! This, combined with the severed hand and the scale...Godwyn suddenly yelled out "Lizardfolk! It has to have been them. But why would they do this?!"
"LIzardfolk? That means we need to go into a swamp doesn't it? I hate swamps. "
We head north along the parapet to the corner there.