Is there any possibility? If so, we should look and see.
Jerrica looks up. "It's a bit of a drop if they're still alive..."
She looks up at the ceiling, then back to the others. "Well......they are pretty well wrapped up, if we could get to them some how....even if they fell, they might not get hurt too bad......if they're not already dead..." She kind of shrugs as if to say she didn't really have any other ideas as to what to do.
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The group sees two chandeliers that can be lowers and several tapestries that could be climbed.
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Vishanti's jaw drops and for a moment everything else ceases to exist. The pull towards this place's history, her own blood and community was unmistakable.
"Cut them down I'm not sure of the rest of the bodies but this one....this is Valentin Ironwolf!" she says in a hushed whisper.
She looks startled and a little confused, "Okay okay....we'll get them down somehow." She stammers trying to figure out how to get them down.
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"Those chains ought to lower the chandeliers, hoist me up and I can get to them," Jerrica says, heading back to the group.
Walking over to the drapes she attempts to climb up to the ones incased in webbing.
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The tapestry tears as soon as Derika gets a little off the ground. She realizes that the old tapestry cannot support her weight.
She actually laughs as she gets up off her butt and dusts herself off. Smirking at Jerrica she says, "Okay......lets try it your way. Apparently I'm not meant for climbing drapes."
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"Those drapes are probably older than my mother..." Jerrica says.
She shrugs, "Didn't say it would work, just said Id try." She walks over to Jerrica, "So.....you want me to go swingin ya around on one of these? Could be interesting. Here, climb up and hold on. If it's too heavy, maybe Orym can help me." She gives Jerrica a chance to get on the fixture.
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"I meant lower the chandeliers to the ground," Jerrica says. "I know I owe you my life, but picking me up is definitely a no on a first date."
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She looks down, her blue hair falling in front of her face as she seems a little flustered. Her color deepens slightly, "No...I....what I meant was.....I just thought.......okay, so lower it? Sure.....yup, I should be able to do that." Grabbing the chain she tries to loosen it and pull the fixture down to them.
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The chandelier descends easily enough.
Jerrica climbs onto the chandelier and gives Derika a thumbs up. "Ready when you are."
"Okay, steady yourself.....it may be kinda wobbly." Going as slowly and steadily as she can, she pulls the chains to raise her up.
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The chandelier rises, giving the rogue easy access to the rafters.
Jerrica makes her way across the rafters to the web-shrouded corpses.
"Four half-eaten goblins, a bandit and some elven adventurer. They're all dead though," Jerrica calls before searching the bodies.
The rogue finds that the bandit has a belt pouch that jingles, studded leather armor and a longsword. The goblins are half-eaten and carry nothing. The elf has leather armor, two daggers, two vials and a set of masterwork thieves' tools.
Jerrica announces her findings to the group below and takes the thieves' tools and the vials. "Anybody want any of this other stuff? I'll cut them down if you do."
While Jerrica investigates the bodies Vishanti knees almost reverently as she reaches down and touches the skull of her ancestor.
Vishanti hear the sounds of an ancient battle in her head as she touches the skull. The sound of frantic yelling and metal clashing overwhelms her senses. She sees the hate-filled eyes of goblins and orcs emerging from the darkness.
"Don't worry bout the gobbers, just cut down the other two."
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"You got it," Jerrica says, taking one of the elf's daggers and cutting the bodies down.
The bodies fall with a sickening thump, breaking some of the bones below.
Vishanti screams as the memorioes of those fallen in battle overwhelm her mind. She kneel gripping the skull as she sways in a trancelike state.
Tanna recognizes the face of the elf when she sees it clearly. He was one of the young bards that used to come and tell her stories when she was stuck at home. His name was Beinion.
"For forbrytelser mot vårt folk, skal vi utføre deg, Ironwolf," Vishanti hears one of the orcs growl in her vision. Though the meaning of the words are lost upon the Shamaness, their intent is not.
Jerrica makes her way back to the chandelier.
"Okay, you can let me down now."
Gently Derika lowers her back to the ground and gives her an appraising look before chuckling, "You ain't afraid of nuthin are ya? Probably don't get intimidated very easily either. No wonder they were acting like such jerks........"
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"I try not to let fear get the best of me. Regret...well, that's another story," Jerrica says. She looks to the two corpses she cut down. "I guess you weren't the only ones having trouble with the spiders."
She nods and seeing Vishanti grab her head says, "Hold on, somethings wrong." Going over to Vishanti she calls her name, "Vishanti......Vishanti? Are you alright?"
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You look like you saw a ghost, Telsyn says. What's going on?
The shamaness looks up, a fierce, defiant look in her eyes as she readies herself for the inevitable final blow.Her expression a blend of terror and hate.
Orym raises his eyebrows, knowing the look on Vishanti's face all too well. "What's wrong, lass?"
She's seeing something.
"Ingen av dine pårørende skal leve," the inevitable response comes as the blade is raised.
Then darkness...
Upon seeing the remains of the bard, Tanna expression changes to that of sadness. She kneels next to the body and bows her head solemnly.
"Iya ka sami zaman lafiya a cikin Lãhira."
Tanna believes the Shaman is being given a vision from her tactile contact with the skull.
"Do we do something?" Jerrica asks, concerned.
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She looks at Jerrica as she hunkers down by Vishanti, "Ill see if I can snap her outta it. Hopefully I don't get hit too hard." Turning to Vishanti she braces herself to get smacked and reaches out to gently remove her hand from the skull while talking to her. "Hey....it's Derika. It's okay Vishanti, you can let go of it now." While holding onto Vishanti with one arm, she uses her other to move the bones away from Vishanti, breaking her contact with them.
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