"Thanks," she says while continueing to scan the rest of the room.
"We going?" she continues stoically, the adrenaline in her system.
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"I will always endevour to have quick reactions when it comes to defending the ladies in my group." says Zander, adding a quick "No offense Davor and Professor." as he realizes how his words might sound.
Turning to Brother Rufio, he quickly checks over the wound, asking about sensations and if he feels his limbs locking up.
"Hmm, that wound does not look good, we may have to amputate it." he states, seelingly oblivious that the wound is in the good Brothers torso.
*sighs*
Vivian too takes time to tend Brother Rufio's wound
Heal check
It's a surprise a servant of beauty doesn't know more of anatomy...Or maybe you're more confortable with FEMALE anatomy, Zander?Shame on you...
Smiling
This wound needs to be cleaned but there is no need of amputating.How do you feel, Brother Rufio? Tamarie, what do you know about these beasts? It's not unusual for vermin to carry diseases, unfortunatly.And vermin living in a tomb.... can carry yuckie diseases indeed. But you seems strong, Brother, so there's no need to be afraid, I think.
"As you said, vermin, disease, all that. Cooking out the wound with hot wine might be something? Or not..
Don't know much about healing though, and these bugs were too damned big."
She looks at Rufio for a second, not taking her eyes off the place the bugs were
"He'll live, doesn't look lethal."
"Down the stairs then? It's liable to be midnight by the time we get out of here at this rate."
Yeah, we need to speed up a bit. But stay careful, all
Tamarie nods.
"Of course I'll live!" brother Rufio interjects, an undercurrent of embarrassment leavening his aggravation as he covers up what, at further examination reveals to be a comparatively minor bite wound notable only for an inflammation indicative of possible toxin or infection. "I was simply...
surprised..." Nodding in acknowledgment of his own lack of caution as he accepts the last placement, he follows the rest of you into the hallway & down the stairs.
Continuing down the stairs, you come to a third & likely final chamber about ten feet below the level of the previous two. It is also a long rectangle, about forty-six feet in width by sixteen feet in length. A dais about half a foot in height rises above the floor taking up the central two-thirds of the North wall opposite you. The first & only sarcophagus you have yet seen within this structure rests against the Center North wall. Upon examination it becomes readily apparent that the sarcophagus is without bar or hindrance, only the weight of the carved granite lintel concealing it's contents.
Davor mutters something under his breath as he traces a spiral over his chest.
"Brother Rufio, with your permission I'd like to see what's in the sarcophagus."
"Oh, of course." Rufio replies.
Tamarie checks the surroundings.
Wonder what is all this stuff... If we have your permission Brother Rufio, i'd like to take what we have found back to Kendra's Lorrimor's place and to try to figure its purpose. There is no need to stay in this unused tomb much longer, it seems...
"Hrmm? Oh!" Brother Rufio replies, obviously still a bit surprised to find evidence that this entire structure may well be little more than a weapon's cache... "Well, yes. Just let me make note of what is here..."
As he looks though the items, he opens the wooden case, revealing it's velvet-lined contents. A wooden board with the Taldane alphabet & several common words inscribed on one side, a brass broach-like object with felt 'feet' & a large opening in the center, and four iron & glass sealed vials, each containing vapors which churn independently of any external force. Looking more closely, you realize the case had indentations for six other such vials.
"How odd..."
Professor Rokannon picks up one of the iron and glass vials and examines it curiously. He casts Detect Magic.
"Hey you guys. I can find more evidence that the only other sentient entity to enter this structure besides yourselves in decades or so has been a single person in the past month or so. That must have been Professor Lorrimor, right?
...
I'm pretty sure those were the only centipedes. Still, let's not slack off too much."
A few minutes later:
"All the signs point towards the fact that he didn't have to take any specific precautions when he opened the sarcophagus."
"Fascinating..." Professor Rokannon muttered as he examined the vials. He frowned and looked up.
"Odd. There are a number of other auras nearby."
"Oh?" Brother Rufio responds. "Where?"
Frowning with concentration, Professor Rokannon points out the brass object, the seven wax-stoppered vials, the three scrolls and thirteen of the arrows.
"These also hold enchantments of some kind."
He holds up the iron and glass tubes.
"These are designed to harm ethereal undead types."
He looks at the board.
"This board... I'm not sure of. It does not seem enchanted. Could this be some kind of clerical magic?"
Tamarie listens attentively as the professor mentions arrows.
"Anything special 'bout those arrows, prof?"
Professor Rokannon picks up one of the arrows and examines it curiously under a Detect Magic.
"Professor, that board is for a game. You require a device called a "planchette" in order for it to contact the deceased. It's harmless, people say. Wouldn't be surprised if it is nothing magical at all."
Meanwhile, Tamarie grabs one of the arrows, and checks its balance, the straightness of it, etc.
Examining the arrows Professor Rokannon points out one group of 12 arrows.
"These are not magical, but have alchemical silver tips."
He points out another group of 10 arrows.
"These have a basic enhancement enchantment."
He points out five arrows.
"These have a stronger enchantment, but I cannot tell what just yet."
He points out another two arrows.
"And these are even stronger. I will need time to properly identify them."
You require a device called a "planchette"
Curious, Professor Rokannon picks up the brass thing.
"What does a planchette look like?"He examines it curiously under a Detect Magic.
"Nice of Professor Lorrimor to leave this stuff for us. I wish he would have left something letting us know what's what, though."
Further, as you examine the object closely, you notice the arrangement of the felt feet would allow it to slide easily over the surface of the board & the center opening is just enough larger than the letters of the alphabet on the board & the words and numbers that individual words or letters or numbers would be distinctly visible.
You feel reasonably confident, between the fact that both the board & the object were obviously placed in a case built to hold each of them & what you have been able to determine of the object's enchantment, this is likely a Planchette. It might even function independently, without requiring casting Augury or something similar.
Almost.
"As sister Vivian has pointed out," brother Rufio reminds the rest of you as he makes his way to the door & towards the outside, indicating that you should bring the items as you accompany him. "There is little reason to stay down here. Seems there is little else to look for." At Davor's comment, Rufio replies. "I would suspect he thought if you needed to be told what they did, you weren't quite ready to use them without...
supervision, perhaps?"
Professor Rokannon looks up in surprise.
"Brother Rufio! Do I take it that you are volunteering to go with us when we venture into the ghost haunted remains of Harrowstone prison?"
"I'll take the arrows that have the special tip. Anything magical you take, Professor. I wouldn't want to fire something that could explode, without knowing what it might do. How long would you require to extract the enhancements?"
Tamarie takes 6 silvertipped arrows and places them into her quiver, while the others are stored in her backpack.
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Zander shrugs at the mention of clerical magic, "Alas, I did not spend much time in the study of magical artifacts during my training. If that board contains clerical magic, it is not something I am familiar with. Still, I feel we should take everything of importance so that the good Professor can study them at his leisure."
Brought up short by Professor Rokannon's query, brother Rufio looks back at you all, an expression of mild shock on his face. An expression quickly suppressed as he responds. "It would be...
highly presumptuous of me to answer that either yea or nay before Father Grimmburrow has been informed of these...
circumstances..." He replies, a trifle falteringly. "All the more reason for us to depart if we serve no further purpose here." He adds more firmly as he once more turns to the crypt entrance & strides forward, nodding in agreement with Zander's comment.
Besides, I'm not that confortable in an tomb, I'll admit. Even an empty one. It's not my place... yet. So let's get outta here, give Prof the time he needs to find the use of all theses things. When we know more about how to use the stuff to the best of our advantage, we'll go to the prison, and try to put the troubled spirits at rest.We need any advantage we could use for this holy battle.
With that endorsement, brother Rufio hastens your departure from the Crypt, once more setting the lock shut once everyone is outside again. This time further binding it with a length of strong, waxed twine as he mutters to himself. "Emlékeznünk kell arra, hogy, hogy cserélni megfelelően."
That concluded he straightens, addressing the rest of you. "Technically, I'm not certain I was even supposed to let you take anything from here...
but, as I heard what Father Grimmburrow discussed with you & I know for a fact he wasn't happy about the circumstances of Professor Lorrimor's death, I'm reasonably certain this is simply saving a second trip."
"Bár persze majd kell, hogy jöjjön vissza, hogy az, hogy a zár." He adds, muttering, under his breath.
"Well, I'm sure Father Grimmburrow will want to know what I learned & it sounds as though you will have much to occupy yourselves also." Nodding amicably to you, he makes his way West along the Eversleep & from there likely back to the Temple.
Professor Rokannon thinks, smoke trickling up from his pipe.
"Well, at least one evening of concentrated study. I'll have a better idea afterward."
""Let's go," Tamarie says stoically.
"We shouldn't waste too much time."
"Hmm. Strange," Davor puzzles after taking a look at the stone that caught Zander's attention. "Either someone knew almost 50 years ago that Vivian'd be here or somebody in town's been busy recently engraving this stone with your name on it. Hope there's not one for me."
In point of fact, it is even stranger than that; as Davor, Zander, when you attempt another examination of the Grave marker to better fix the inscription in your minds, you realize the Stone you are looking at says nothing of the kind.
Tamarie looks at the stone, and instantly remembers the loathing she has for graveyards.
"Then again, maybe we're just seeing things. I'm about ready to get back to the Lorrimor residence either way."
will save
Vivian bends to get a closer look at the grave stone, but finds nothing eerie in it
As far as I know, there was no Deberth here ... But I can't be sure.
She brushes some hair from her face
Really, Zander, you should work your opening lines with girls...What did you learned in the temple of the Rose? You could do better than "You know, your name is quite old fashioned. My grandmother had the same.", or so I hope.
Professor Rokannon goes over to see what everyone is looking at.
"What have you found?"
"Come to my world, and be as I; as I am now, soon you will be; embrace your end and witness me."
"Died 4661 AR"
As you all continue down the hill, out of the Restlands & through Ravengro, you notice a slight warming of the inhabitants toward you. Not really friendly, but certainly not as generally suspicious as the previous few days. You note a group of children playing in the town square as you pass, their mothers looking on with no more than expected maternal concern. Yesterday they might very well have hustled them all inside at your approach. Passing by, you can hear the children singing a song as they play.
"A szervezetet az ágyon."
"Vegyünk egy kést, és lelógó fejét."
"Nézze meg a vér jön ki a csövet."
"Adagolja a madár, így szép és érett."
"Csepp piros, így csillogó fényes."
"A betűk nevét csak jobb."
"Kalapáccsal ölte meg a feleségét."
"Most azt akarja, hogy azt állítják, az élet."
"Takaros apja hazudik."
"Figyelj közel vagy meg fogsz halni."
Finally, arriving back at the Lorrimor house, you see Kendra sitting on the front stoop talking with Lereia, the young girl from last night.
"Take a knife and lop her head."
"Watch the blood come out the pipe."
"Feeds the stirge, so nice and ripe."
"Drops of red so sparkly bright."
"Splatters spell her name just right."
"With a hammer killed his wife."
"Now he wants to claim your life."
"Tricksy father tells a lie."
"Listen close or you will die."