Re: Round 5 Roundup
Colwyn enters the tower and wrinkles his nose in disgust, "It's stinkin' worse 'an that place what Bilfro were locked in." Then he laughs, "Maybes tha's meanin' as not all the stink there were comin' from 'im." He grins at Bilfro, to show that this was just a little light-hearted banter.
The smell, the filth, and the blood do nothing to deter the rogue, who starts searching the room...
Bilfro is going through the pack that he had found. Taking items out, examining them, and setting them carfully aside. He does seem familiar with them, even going so far as to clutch one book to his chest, turn his eyes upward, and sit there in that posture, smiling for a moment.
Colwyn completes a quick circuit of the chamber, "Fer thiefs an' murderers, they wasn't 'avin' much stuff. Jus' blankets, rugs, rotted meat, cheap beer, an' wine what smells so bad as I wouldn' be given it ter me worstest enemy's ugliest brother." Drawing his sword, he approaches one of the dead orcs, and uses the tip of the blade to move aside its ragged tunic. "Them's 'avin' no end of louses an' ticks though." He flicks the blade, and angles it upwards, a purse hanging from the tip.
"Least one of the buggers were 'avin' some savin's by the looks of it."