Scripio
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Scripio goes to check the bodies of the assassins, rifling through their pockets for anything that might tell them who they are. He looks down at one of them bodies. "You don't mind me seeing what shinys you have, do you?"
Bork Von Clankstein
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Bork quickly approaches one of the fallen assassins, crouching beside its body and gently poking at a dagger with his wrench, as though it might bite.
“Identification purposes only,” he mutters loudly to no one in particular, already patting down a pocket. “Not looting. Definitely not looting. Strictly forensic… and maybe educational.”
He glances over his shoulder toward Scripio. “You take the one with the fancy belt buckle. I’ll handle this one’s paperwork.”
Sir Good-Shanks stands stiffly behind him, helm tilting slightly. “Proceeding with lawful examination of suspicious corpses,” he intones, sounding as though reading from some internal rulebook.
“Purely professional curiosity,” Bork mumbles as he starts rifling through another pouch.
| EbonFist |
It can hardly be called "looting" when the subjects have no loot. As the two goblins go about their lawful search, one of them finds a carefully folded note in one of the fallen assassins' belt pouch.
Each character can make a DC18 Society check to decipher the coded message. If anyone succeeds, please remove the blue box on slide 9 and read the note.
FireFlash 2e
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No Society here