
|  Wilhelm Scream | 
 
	
 
                
                
              
            
            Wilhelm steps over to Gritta's side and takes a look at the body in the sarcophagus.
1st Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (20) + 8 = 28
"Oh, hey - this is Junia Dacilane. I recognize her image from the tapestry while we were at dinner."
Wilhelm peers closer, trying to see what else he can glean.
2nd Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (19) + 8 = 27
"And there's the ruby salamander ring we've been tasked to retrieve. Capital!" Wilhelm reaches down to take the ring.
Heal Check: 1d20 ⇒ 3

|  Malena Antonesscu | 
 
	
 
                
                
              
            
            "That is unbelievable," Malena says, amazed at such news. "How is it possible for such small girl to live in place like this for so long?"
The sorceress leans into the sarcophagi and attempts to gently rouse the child from her apparent slumber.
"Junia, child," she whispers. "Your mother has sent us to find you."
Diplomacy: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (16) + 3 = 19
And so Malena's head got eaten off by some undead crazy monster demon corpse child ...

| Tarondor | 
 
	
 
                
                
              
            
            Junia is definitely alive, but in a coma. She is light as a feather and easy to carry. Opening the other sarcophagi (I'm sure you'll get to them all eventually) reveals a set of polished silver plates each with the
decorative bust of a Taldan noble rising from its center like a man from a mercury pool and a goldplated, ceremonial longsword.
mask, hidden in an alcove.
Okay, that's essentially it. Faction missions are no longer necessary. However, if the Chelaxians want to give their mission another go, we can finish that. Otherwise, that's a wrap!

| Tarondor | 
 
	
 
                
                
              
            
            
|  Wilhelm Scream | 
 
	
 
                
                
              
            
            Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (18) + 8 = 26
"Hey there, a gold mask!" Wilhelm finds the golden death mask in a small alcove. He holds it up to his face.
"What do you think, is it me?"

|  Wilhelm Scream | 
 
	
 
                
                
              
            
            "Well, it'd be an improvement for you, my friend." Wilhelm slaps the mask into Bram's hand and joins in the laughter.
"Well, I say we remove ourselves from this place. I'm sure the Lady will want to see her daughter."
 
	
 
     
     
     
 
                
                 
	
 