Huzzzah!!!!!
What next, brave detectives?
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Huzzzzahrrr!
"Phew. It's lucky you built such a rapport with these simple swamp folk, Edwin. Now, who's digging out the next grave? And what in Pharasma's name are we to make of all this?"
"Lucky. Yes." Edwin replies absentmindedly.
"I don't think that it will be required to dig up any more graves. We've seen all that we need too." Edwin declares abruptly.
"We can deduce several things from what we have gathered here." He continues in a teaching manner while the others start to fill in the grave.
"One. While it is entirely possible that our 'Beast' could tangle with a bull alligator and live, it is most unlikely that he did so and remained unscathed. I am not overly familiar with the healing abilities of flesh golems, but I saw no signs that indicated our fellow is the one who fought the alligator. Besides, if he had, and won, then WE would not have had to dispatch the beast. There can't be TWO of those monsters living in close proximity! Ergo, Big Daddy saw another flesh golem fighting the alligator."
"Two. There were obviously others about on this tiny island, whom Big Daddy did not see. At the very least there was one, our recently discovered performer. I suspect there were others. At least two more I think. Yes,... One whom was using this island as a dumping ground for bodies, either to hide them in the graves, or to feed to the alligator. The other who was digging up the graves to acquire bodies. Possibly with a flesh golem accomplice. Which would explain his digging up the graves. He needed more parts."
Edwin taps his chin swiftly, his mind racing, looking to fit the pieces together.
"Data! I need more information! There is little else to be learned here. We must be off at once. To the next closest location. We have acquired mere pieces of the puzzle. Important pieces possibly, but only fragments. I need more data!" He declares vehemently, striding towards the boats as if expecting them to carry him onward by sheer force of will.
"Phew. It's lucky you built such a rapport with these simple swamp folk, Edwin. Now, who's digging out the next grave? And what in Pharasma's name are we to make of all this?"
"Who yew callin simple?"
"Shuddyp, Dibley!"
"Lucky. Yes." Edwin replies absentmindedly.
"I don't think that it will be required to dig up any more graves. We've seen all that we need too." Edwin declares abruptly.
"We can deduce several things from what we have gathered here." He continues in a teaching manner while the others start to fill in the grave.
"One. While it is entirely possible that our 'Beast' could tangle with a bull alligator and live, it is most unlikely that he did so and remained unscathed. I am not overly familiar with the healing abilities of flesh golems, but I saw no signs that indicated our fellow is the one who fought the alligator. Besides, if he had, and won, then WE would not have had to dispatch the beast. There can't be TWO of those monsters living in close proximity! Ergo, Big Daddy saw another flesh golem fighting the alligator."
"Two. There were obviously others about on this tiny island, whom Big Daddy did not see. At the very least there was one, our recently discovered performer. I suspect there were others. At least two more I think. Yes,... One whom was using this island as a dumping ground for bodies, either to hide them in the graves, or to feed to the alligator. The other who was digging up the graves to acquire bodies. Possibly with a flesh golem accomplice. Which would explain his digging up the graves. He needed more parts."
Edwin taps his chin swiftly, his mind racing, looking to fit the pieces together.
"Data! I need more information! There is little else to be learned here. We must be off at once. To the next closest location. We have acquired mere pieces of the puzzle. Important pieces possibly, but only fragments. I need more data!" He declares vehemently, striding towards the boats as if expecting them to carry him onward by sheer force of will.
Y'all get 650 exp per character at this point; this doesn't necessarily mean that Edwin's statement of deductions are 100% accurate; however, it's for good general dectective work....
"Hey! Drood! Adventurers! What else you find there?"
(anybody can answer that wants to; Edwin isn't the only one Big Daddy'll palaver with).
Huzzzzarr!!!
milk run......back in an hour.
Rholf stands, filthy and panting, as Edwin expounds. Then, as Edwin finishes and hurries off, Rholf watches him go before saying "Is he always like that, or does he just not like getting dirty?"
When Big Daddy asks, Rholf points out the other graves that had been disturbed, relating that we believe they'll be empty as well. He'll also briefly recount the business with the Manticore, and point out the expire dwarf.
"Three of y'all, get over here! Big boys, too!"
Big Daddy barks to the villagers;....
"Y'all help these boys dig up them other four graves. I want them to have a thorough batch of evidence!
And don't run yerr yaps about this to noone! It's gotta be all secret like!!!"
Huzzzzahrrr!!!
Huzza!
Nitey nite!!!
You guys dig up the othe four graves.
They're empty of corpses.
"There's definitely something f+!*ed up goin on here."
Huzzzzah!
Huzzzzzahr!
Milk run; back in an hour.
Huzzzah!
"There's definitely something f+++ed up goin on here."
"Yew kin say dat agin'!"
"F@!%ed up."
Huzzzah!!!!!!!!!!!!
nitey nite!!!!!
"As I surmised." Edwin says, looking down into the last four empty graves with a canary-that-ate-the-cat smirk.
"T'ank yew Big Daddee, yew 'all hav been uh tree-men-dous he'p. We'all will suun be gittin tew deh bottom uv dis!" He declares confidently to the elder.
"An save meh uh tail steak yeh heah? Ah heah's dat's deh bes' part!' He adds, pointing to the alligator carcass with his cane.
what next, brave detectitives?
Huzzzzzzzah!!
The villagers continue to carve your massive gator up........a feast is in the making indeed.
"This gone be sum E ttin.
Better redneckognize."
It's about 2 pm.
"Ima make some boots!"
Huzzzzzah!!!
Rholf will thank the folks "Kandleh" for their help before they take their leave and head off to the next stepping stone in their crime scene tour...
Yes, onward! :)
As soon as possible (or sooner if they can drag Big Daddy away from the gator carving contest) They will get a ride back to the town, and hasten onwards to the next closest point of investigation. 2 in 1 day would be a big help in this race against time I think! :)
The burned sanctuary is 6 miles east; the city of Hergstag is 12 miles.
You get back to Morast at 3 pm.
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"Y'all take care in good luck!"
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On the way to the burned out sanctuary, Rholf doesn't converse much. Apparently deep in his own thoughts, he hums a common tune unconsciously.