Loot, Ye may check the barracks. They have some stuff there. There is als a magic shop... around here
Lets try that magic shop!
Umm,sirs, If you have a boat could we come. I don't want my family to die.
"I do not make the decision here but I could plead your case. Also a magic shop?" pausing a moment as the burly man ponders.
"My friends, we should search the remains of this city. We may find loot or other useful items that may have survived this terrible scorching. Any thing might help. Who knows what's still standing."
"You've got my vote, mate." Hiiram says with a grin. "Think they should just hide here 'til we're done?" he asks, gesturing to the man and his family.
Looking bored at the interplay between the commoner and his companions, Alfred perks up at the mention of a magic shop. "Aye, let's loot the place. Now, where's that magic shop?"
Soral nods thoughtfully, You've been helpful thus far, I'll put in a word for you.
It is maybe 10 minutes from here. near the barracks.
Olaf starts heading in that direction, intent on going to the barracks after the shop. " You can come with us or stay here. We'll come back for you after we've checked for 'survivors' " Olaf says with a grin.
Alfred will continue and keep up with Olaf.
J'Larky also hurries to the Magic shop, already thinking about the goodies he might find there.
The man nods gratefully, and he brings his family along with you.
The magic shop is in pristine condition, and doesn't look like it was touched. However inside you see that the costumers, and shop keeper have been turned to stone.
Potions, scroll, and other items line the walls, and all apear to be intact.
Humming to himself, Alfred will look for nice things.
Hiiram does the same, his attention torn between several magically-infused items at a time. 'Such a wonderful place! Great Nethys, surely once I grow too infirm to travel, opening a shop like this should be a proper way to venerate you,' the tiefling thinks to himself, grinning all the while.
Surely this must be a trap. Why would anyone kill everyone and not take the good stuff. Olaf draws his blade and starts to help look around. He requests others examine this um, casterfolk, can you see if anyone is pulling the wool over our eyes, this doesn't feel right to me.
Humming to himself, Alfred will look for nice things.
Alfred will, with great anticipation, cast detect magic and look around.
Hálvr spits on the ground as the petrified shop-folk come into view;
"Feh. This place... this city reeks of feikinstafir ..."
The burly skald eyes the survivor's warily afore keenly looking for signs of threats:
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You all see many belts a few weapons and some potions with no labels.
no one detects any magic aside from the gear.
"This is it?? Well, these things are magic." Alfred points them out.
"We might as well take what we can."
Alfred will take some of the unlabeled potions and a couple of belts.
Aye, take what ya can!
Hiiram shrugs before he decides to help gather things. "Ain't nobody around t' buy or sell this stuff anymore, anyways," he rationalizes.
Soral will also work to begin identifying items, beginning with the rings.
Hiiram also does his part, inspecting the various items they procure.
Casting his eyes over the raid's haul Hálvr also attempts to assist any others in discerning the nature of the magical natures of the recovered items;
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"Mrmmm... What hafa we here eh..."
+1 on the weapons, one axe is a flaming axe. And yes they are greataxes.
There are potions of healing, and invisibility, though they are similar in color and taste, so you know its about 50/50.
Most of the belts are con +2, though one is a +2 dex.(Mwahahaha)
These are just various rings and necklaces. Two are rings of climbing, 4 are rings of protection and one is a ring of regeneration. The necklaces are no more varied with two amulets of natural armor, two amulets of mighty fists, and three periapts of health.
J'Larky watches the others greedily grab up items, then takes his time, and re-inspects everything after all the amateurs through with them.
Spellcraft
Staring around the shop, Dalgar examines the people turned to stone.....
"Strange, pertrification or complete destruction seems out of place here. Why are these people turned to stone instead while others have being reduced to ashes. Strange indeed."
Turning to see what the others have turned up..
"We should simply take everything with use, move any surviors back and then we divided up these items?" pushing it out to his surviving companions.
Olaf hurriedly throws on one of the belts, a ring, an amulet and grabs the largest sword he can get his hands on. "Lets go check the armory for more 'survivors' and then we can get out of here"
The barracks are cluttered with weapons and armor. There is no sign of people being here aside from empty armor on the ground. In the center of the room there is a table with a chest and a small book.
"Well, what's in this book," Alfred say, as he takes it and starts looking through it.
Hiiram cautiously pokes one of the empty pieces of armor with his boot, before moving to check the chest.
The book is locked with what appears to be a silver clasp. It is old, and the cover is full of runes.
Hiiram The chest looks like a normal chest. It is missing a lock, though has a fine layer of what you know is dust.
Alfred looks at the clasp.
He will detect magic on it.
The key? The key? Alfred thinks to himself.
" Ha, books in a barracks, should be filled with the women of the broken bay... What is that? Olaf mutters and then shakes his head.
Alfred the key, you believe is in your mind.
The chest still lays untouched.
Alfred thinks to himself, Imagine a key. A key that opens the clasp. A metaphorical key, if you will. Imagine the clasp unlocking. Imagine the book opening
The lock on the book disperses. As does the chest, though many items lay were the chest was, first a feather, a harp, a dagger, and a obsidian skull.
At the appearance of the various items, and the opening of the lock on the book, Alfred says, "Oooh, can someone check to see if these items are magical in nature?" Then, he will open the book to see what is inside.