Oh yea, we moved him to my room.
Haskyll grimaces, and then pulls out his newly purchased tools, and starts to putter on a set of bolts, while he happily communes with Torag.
After several hours, he puts part of a set of candles in his ears, and then goes to sleep.
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Kaos will go straight to bed still feeling the affects of the poison.
The next morning he still feels stiff. But is more concerned with the new holes in the sheets from what appears to be claws his claws.
At breakfast he will tell Cham he is vary sorry about the sheets and that he will pay for them. Then will ask if anyone know a faster way to get rid of the stiffness he is feeling from that poison.
Cham will look at Kaos, "You look terrible. Have you been bit by a bug?"
Kaos will find out from Cham that the Clerics at the Sanctuary maybe able to help your condition.
At the Sanctuary, Kaos meets again with Tyari Varvatos. You explain what happens and she begins to calls forth healing.
"Normally a donation of 30gp would be appreciated, but 10gp would help the cause," the plain but cute Cleric offers Kaos a gentle smile.
A little groggy from having to put up with the snoring, Haskyll comes down the stairs for breakfast.
After breakfast, Haskyll heads back up to his room, prepares his spells, and then is ready to go.
On the way to the Plaguehouse he passes his bottle of antitoxin to Kaos.
Here laddie, I might not need it, but you might.
Ragnir comes blustering down the stairs, "Haskyll, next time ya take on a roomate, put blasted cork in 'is piehole. Sounded like the blighter was wantin' ta shake the walls o' the place down." Despite the tirade, there's a ghost of a smile on his mouth.
"Haskyll, what shall I say. You snored that load I was afraid you would collapse the roof."
What. . . oh yea Haskyll then pulls the parts of candles out of his ears.
Hey it wasn't my call to put him in my room.
Lady Cham, could you get him out while we look at the Plaguehouse today
Cham will help rouse Omast. He doesn't remember too much.
Anga finishes breakfast and is sharpening her pick, when she looks up.It's getting late. let's go visit that troll. We need to show him the true dwarven hospitality we show to menaces like him. Oh and the roof shook last night with all your snoring.
and she heads to the door, to go to the plague house.
Banging his axe on his shield Ulfgard wakes the others and grummels."We are wasting time. Today I will lead and I hope you won´t mind me saying so, try not to spoil the tracks."
Take the same entrance as before, carefully checking inside for any nasties.
Anga will aid him
Searching through the remains of this collapsed room you find nothing of value, but Anga does locate a Secret Door to the Northeast. Ulfgard notes stairs heading up to the loft area and a hallway leading to a door to the Southeast.
"The secret door?"
When Ulfgard opens the Secret Door it nearly comes off its hinges. It is an area that would have been under a stairwell to a long gone upper floor.
You see nothing else in this area.
Noticing the beryll Ulfgard picks it up and throws it to Haskyll.
Catching the Beryl in his hand, Haskyll drops it into his belt pouch.
Well, shall we look south
Levelup
Ranger Level 2
[DIce=HP]1d10+3
+1 BAB, +1 Fort, +1 Will
Weapon Style: Two Weapon fighting : Feat: Two Weapon Fighting.
Skills:
+1 Perc +1 Surv, +1 Kno Dung, +1 Know Nat,+1 Swim, +1 Heal
Haskyll will follow the group as the last in the order of march.
Anga troops in third
Most of this wooden loft is still standing. This is the only remnant of the building’s destroyed second floor. The roofless chamber is completely exposed to the elements and filled with soot-covered debris, fire-damaged furnishings, and charred wooden beams. A large, soot-covered brass statue of a goddess with a longsword in one hand and a kite shield in the other stands precariously on the northern edge of the platform above a rickety flight of stairs.
There is nothing else in the loft area.
"Tha's no way ta be treatin' tha' statue. We should be tryin' ta rescue it fer the Iomedae followers back i'the town."
"Aye. It ain´t Torag.. but it is a good godess! Help me righten it!" With some effort Ulfgard takes care to make it stand safe and sound and wipes at least some of the soot away.
Aye, I agree that is no way to treat the inheritor and we should bring it back to town.
However, lets bring it back when we are on our way back.
Slowly, carefully Ulfgard leads the others to the front door.
Just be careful when you open that door, we had bugs before, now lets see what comes out of this one.
The Plague House’s front doors sit three feet above the ground. Charred wooden beams and ash are all that remains of a small porch and stairs that once led to the entrance. The small windows flanking either side of the doorframe are broken, but a large stained glass window dominating the face of the building to the right remains in fine shape, and shows a varicolored image of Iomedae holding her sword aloft.
The doors are charred and weather-beaten heavy oak.
Anga climbs up carefully. (She takes ten)
You see a twenty-foot wide debris strewn hallway filled with dust, soot and cobwebs. A set of double doors is to the right. Another door down the hallway to the left, as you may guess, leads back to the loft area you just came from. The hallway opens up to the Northeast.
Anga waits for the others to move up, keeping quiet and watchful.
It's a pity she's so bad at it
Asking for a quick boost Ulfgard checks the door for any surprises.
Ulfgard does not detect a trap on either the front doors or the double doors.
When Ulfgard opens the set of doubles doors, he sees two rows of scorched, wrought-iron bed frames that take up most of the space in this soaring chamber, resting between a fire-blackened altar to the southwest and double doors to the northeast. A second set of double doors leads to the northwest, and a single iron door exits the chamber to the southeast. Brightly colored holy figures stare down from the stained-glass windows built into the blackened stone walls, their visages noticeably less damaged than the rest of the room.
Oh, by the way, you are in Day Five.
Well, let us look at the end of the hall before we start poking our noses into other rooms.