Holys looks a little embarrassed that he fell for the creatures' illusion, but tries to hide it.
"Uh, well. Since those... things were loitering around here, the room may have some significance. Let's take a look around."
He stands back and surveys the room.
Dain shakes his head, "I know not what those creatures were; neither have the city's spirits ever seen such abominations." He thanks Velika for the healing, "I don't believe there is anymore that can be done for me now, but am well enough to continue on."
"I think it's pretty obvious what they were, zombie tarts! And they seemed quite keen on getting you into bed, Dain!" Tilver laughs. "And whatever they did to you, getting the sight of that out of my mind will take far longer." He smiles.
"Now, the question is, what does a zombie tart keep in her wardrobe for years on end?" He helps Holys search the room.
Each of the "zombie tarts" wears some valuable jewelry. A dresser in the chamber holds a dozen bottles filled with perfume. A wind-up jewelry box in the dresser holds two gold rings, a gold bracelet and a gold necklace. The lewd paintings here are different than those in the other "boudoirs". When one looks closely at any of the four of them, it becomes apparent that the women in the paintings are actually demons with almost unseen horns and batlike wings.
Velika will cast Detect Magic and look around the room.
While the others examine the contents of the zombie tarts' room, Dain and Magill go out to take a good look at the strange statue.
Silas stands by the door and lets the others search as he keeps an eye out for any dangers.
Nothing in the boudoir is magical and Dain's further scrutiny of the statue reveals nothing further.
Unable to resist a machine designed to make music, Velika plays with the jewelry box for a few minutes before moving on.
Silas wanders over to look at the jewelry and the box that the others found.
While he is unsure of the value of the music box, rings or bracelet, Silas suspects that the jewelry worn by the dead could be worth 80 gp each, the necklace could be worth 250 gp and the paintings worth 10 gp each.
Holys makes his own appraisal of the items. "Let me take a look, cousin."
He waves his hands around the room. "Let's take these. We'll get the paintings later. We should explore upstairs now."
Well, Holys can't make a good guess about the music box or rings, either. But he thinks the bracelet may be worth 50 gp.
"Right, you guys can take the creepy undead's jewelry." Tilver shakes his head. [b]"Ok, upstairs now?"[/b[ He nods and heads towards the stairs.
Tilver ascends the spiral staircase, emerging into a gallery on the second level. Old paintings still hang on the walls of the ten-foot wide
corridor in the southeast corner of this level. These portraits depict various people who have lived in the house over the years. Some have hung undisturbed for well over a century and a half. Compared to most of the other paintings in Pythoness House, however, they seem almost disturbingly untouched by the ravages of time.
After pocketing the jewelry box, Velika follows Tilver up the stairs, moving quietly.
Silas heads up the stairs moving as quietly as he can as well. When he reaches the second floor he approaches the next door and examines it.
The door is old but solid and not locked. Silas sees nothing alarming about it.
Dain and Magill spend another minute examining the odd statue, then follow the others up the stairs. When he reaches the top, Dain looks back and forth between Velika and Silas standing in front their respective doors. He points towards Velika and says, "Let's check that one first," before heading in that direction.
Silas shrugs and wanders over to the other door and looks it over before opening it.
Tilver nods and comes over to stand near Silas as he opens the door. "More undead, you think?" he says just before the door is opened.
The door is locked. The lock is old but looks solid.
Tilver grunts. "Well, let's see what's so important." He pulls out some tools and tries to open the lock. His hand slips at first, but he refocuses and tries again.
The door creaks open. The chamber is empty other than a wooden ladder that goes up to a trap door in the ceiling.
"I think we should finish off the second floor before heading up here."
"OK. Although I expect this won't go very far, like the tower on the other side. Let's not forget to explore it at some point." Velika stares up at the trap door with obvious curiosity for a few more moments and then moves quietly to the other door.
Tilver shuts the door, and follows Velika to the other door. "It looks like that would lead to a bridge to the other side." He motions to the third floor and the walkway above. He readies his spear for when Silas is in position to open the door.
Silas moves stealthily up to the other door and opens it.
Following the others lead, Dain & Magill move to the other door stealthily.
Holys holds back from the others, judging himself less stealthy than them.
Once a well-appointed room for entertaining guests, this room is now as dirty, dusty, and cobweb-filled as all the others. A long table with a dozen chairs covered in a moldy cloth dominates the room. A chandelier covered in cobwebs and dust hangs from the ceiling.
Silas enters the room and moves quietly to the next door to listen and look it over.
Silas examines the door and finds nothing amiss.
Holys has moved to join the others waiting outside the room.
Dain and Magill move into the room and search on and under the table for keys and anything else interesting.
Velika looks between Holys and Tilver and whispers, "Bets on what's in the next room? Rats, undead, nothing? I'll put a gold on rats."
Dain notices that the dusty chandelier once contained actual gemstones...and still does! He recovers six semi-precious stones.
Silas will open the door once Dain has recovered the stones.
The chamber in the northeastern corner of this level appears to be another boudoir.
A small alcove on the north wall is a window seat that projects out of the wall. It has a built-in padded seat. Rather than lewd paintings, the walls have recessed shelves that were once filled with tiny figurines, some made of stone, some of porcelain, and others of glass, clay, wood, or bone. Six of these statuettes remain intact.
Silas wanders in and appraises the statuettes.
Velika moves into the room by Dain. "So ... no rats?"
The various dolls lunge forward, one even lifting into the air on gossamer wings, animated with a fell intent and little beaded eyes all focused on Silas.
INITIATIVE ORDER
Velika (surprised)
Dolls
Dain
Tilver (surprised)
Holys (surprised)
Silas (1 nonlethal damage) (surprised)
Dain shouts, "Hey! Stop attacking him, you tiny dolls!" as he moves into the room, waving his spear at them menacingly.