Grey is jumping on a bed for no apparent reason.
Dorvren moves over to the bed and looks closely at it
It's a bed
Nothing special about it. It just seems Grey feels like jumping on it.
You are all in the second room of beds. The door in here is locked
Dorvren moves up to the door and pulls out his tools and proceeds to attempt to unlock it.
Dorvren drops his lock pick. He picks it up and tries again.
Dorvren flushes in embarrassment.
Sorry guys...really I know...I know how to do this.
As Dorvren attempts to unlock the door you hear a click then a cone of fire erupts from the keyhole burning both Dorvren and Kylma. Dorvren dives to the side taking only a small portion of the flame but Kylma not so fortunate takes all of the flame's fury.
Dorvren rolls to the side and lays against the side of a bed, panting and grimacing.
I...I...sorry/
Kylma is lying on the floor flames licking at her armor clearly making it less effective to ward off attacks. Near unconsciousness she closes her eyes griting her teeth, trying to fight off the pain.
May want to check for traps first next time, Dorvren.
Kjell leans over Kylma.
Kilain, she made need some prayers, eh.
I did...I failed.
Dorvren lays on his side, breathing hard.
Are ya needin' some prayers too, Dorvren?
It would be nice...but this...is my fault...so if not...I understand.
"Sorry, thought that might get the evil out...
It didn't."
As the flames flare from the door, Grey immediately spins & sprints to Dorvren and Kylma's side, pulling a thick-walled glass phial from his belt-pouch as he does so. Once he reaches their sides, Grey breaks the seal on the phial, dipping his thumb in & dabbing a bit of the liquid within on each as he begins a decidedly disquieting incantation. Once he finishes he mutters. "I'm sorry, it's the best I can do. Your soul should recover...
in time."
Dorvren stiffens as the alternating burning and icy feeling assaults his very soul. His eyes fill with fear as he does not understand what is happening to him..
After a minute he rises, slowly calming.
That...that...that was...thank you Grey
He returns and unlocks the door.
Beyond the door lies a small triangular room contains a large iron chest.
Kjell shoulders his way in with his Greataxe drawn when Dorvren opens the door.
Your Da's home!
"I learned...
, observing...
at her experiments."
"The taint isn't...
shouldn't be permanent."
"But you can all see why I don't like using it."
Grey seems...
smaller, somehow. More withdrawn after having admitted to knowing such a spell.
Kylma slowly regains consciousness and looks at her hands, her now ruined armor and then touches her face. Tears well up in her eyes as she feels the blisters that have formed. She turns to Grey and says, Thank you little one. I owe you my life. she gets up slowly and makes her way to one of the beds and sits down for a bit.
He looks at Grey in shock as the infernal incantation is uttered. That be forbidden magicks! Ye should be careful Grey less ye taint yur soul for good. I have heard that using such Magick invites the Infernal in.
He utters a prayer to Torag for forgiveness
After about fifteen minutes of rest Kylma and Dorvren are ready to continue on.
Dorvren approaches the chest and examines it
Kjell stands by awaiting Dorvren's work with the chest.
You roll Dorvren.
Dorvren is much more successful open this lock. Inside you find it full of gold, silver and copper. Buried within you also find a pouch containing six gems and three potions of bluish liquid.
A nice...reward for us.
Dorvren steps aside and lets the others look and examine and count.
Kjell places his hand on Dorvren's shoulder and a broad grin splits his face.
Well done, friend, well done!
Kilain eyes the potions, and looks at Grey Ye be skilled at figurin out what these are?
"Honestly...
No."
"Most everything I know, I know because I was present at too many...
rituals." Grey trails off, once more seeming to make himself smaller & less present.
Ok. Moving on.
It will take time to count it all. Still want to do it before moving on?
There are hundreds of coins and they are all mixed!
Let's get the coin outta here. There will be time for countin' later.
"Bide a wee if you would please." Grey responds to Kjell's statement. If Kjell agrees, Grey mutters a brief incantation, miming wiping something from his vision as he does so.
Having determined the mundane nature of the treasure before them, Grey takes several double handfuls & sets each before one of the companions, finishing with emptying his into his own pouch. "There, little time taken & all parties hopefully satisfied."
The only magic in the chest are the potions.
Divided up each of you receive 44gp, 42sp, and 62cp. There is 4gp, 2sp and 2 cp left over.
Kilain looks around, obviously on guard...hammer at the ready for any potential danger as he accepts the coins brought by Grey.
You notice no movement or sounds other than the groups.
Dorvren starts as the big man puts his hand on his shoulder, having been lost in thought.
Dorvren glances around the room, having been so focused on the chest he did not even see if there was a another door in the room.
There are no other doors in this room so you check the door opposite the one that lead you to your current position. You do not hear any noise coming from the other side. You find no traps and it is unlocked
As everyone prepares, Grey softly murmurs. "Just to be on the safe side..." He then begins a now-familiar incantation.