In reply to Lazaret (msg # 215):

Thank you my brother for the excellent and refreshing song.  You are a noble fellow...for a cat.  Taking out his dagger, he removes Sister Gwendelon head and put it into the bag of holding.  With a wink, he says What?!? We will need proof of her treachery...

16:12, Today: Thorfire Shortankard rolled 13 using 2d8+4 with rolls of 4,5.  Hit Dice.
06:36, Today: Lazaret rolled 3 using 1d6 with rolls of 3.  Song of Rest.
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With the battle concluded, the heroes do their best to find a safe place to rest that isn't polluted with the stench of rotting zombie flesh. Lazaret lends a song, which seems to help with the recovery.

After resting, they take their first close look at the former constable of Westbank, now crumpled near a team of fallen zombies. Gwendelon looks older, more haggard than when they met her in Westbank. There are dark bags under her eyes and a scowl that, even after life, sends a chill down the spine of any who looks upon it.

As Thorfire proceeds with the dubious task of claiming a receipt (a very bloody one at that) for their actions, the heroes wonder whether or not Westbank will believe them. Certainly Gwendelon was well respected in the village. Therarak also considers how to best remove blood stains from the inside of the bag, but he figures there will be plenty of time in the future to determine such things.

Lazaret searches the body and finds an assortment of crude jewelry on the Sister. Instead of the symbology of Pelor (most often a sun), the jewelry centers on a hand with an eye in its palm (all can try a DC15 arcana check for more info). While most of the jewelry looks worthless, a single necklace contains (in place of the eye in the eyeball in palm of hand motif) a bright ruby that the tabaxi suspects will fetch a good price once removed from its grotesque outer ornamentation.

Various pouches on the necromancer contain an assortment of mundane material components, but one pocket in her robe contains a small, smooth, black stone embedded with the image of a calling crow, beak open and facing to the right (DC15 arcana check for more info).

In reply to DM (msg # 217):

As Lazaret investigates the items on Gwendelon's body he muses out loud.

"So she wasn't a follower of Pelor after all. Too bad. He's pretty good for a non-cat diety. Here, Thorfire. Check out this symbol. Imagine if you had eyes on your hands. I bet they'd poke themselves out after seeing what you'd have shown them.

"Here's an interesting black stone. I wonder what it is? Oh! I think I'll keep this for now. Keep it company for now, Cornelius." Lazaret pockets the stone with the crow on it.

His curiosity then turns to the hallway to the north. "I wonder where this leads. Anyone coming with me?"

09:26, Today: Lazaret rolled 16 using 1d20.  Arcana (Black Stone).

09:26, Today: Lazaret rolled 4 using 1d20.  Arcana (Hand & Eye symbol).

OOC - I am assuming we have checked over the bodies of the undead as well.

In reply to Lazaret (msg # 218):

Rogues are usually known for their arcana, so Thorfire gives the jewel a once over.  Yep, it looks like a jewel with some sort of symbol.

16:30, Today: Thorfire Shortankard rolled 14 using 1d20-1, rerolling ones.  Arcana.
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In reply to DM (msg # 217):

Here, give me that!  I am a Gemfinder after all...I should be able to determine the nature of this stone..  Therarak, thoroughly examines the gem....

16:43, Today: Therarak Gemfinder rolled 7 using 1d20+5.  Arcana.
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As the last of the undead falls, Celador finally experiences satisfaction that comes from slaying ones foes in battle once and for all.

13:25, Today: Celador Qiris rolled 15 using 2d10+2.  hit dice.

+3 for song of rest = 18 total HP. Or does leveling up negate the need for healing?

short rest also regains expended superiority dice


Feeling somewhat refreshed, Celador sits down amongst his companions and takes a look at the symbology on the late constables jewelry.

13:15, Today: Celador Qiris rolled 11 using 1d20-1.  Arcana.


"hmmm, not sure I've seen that symbol before, looks vaguely familiar but I can't say I know what it is."

He gestures towards the doors in the lower level of the chamber, "What do you think is in there?"

He walks over and takes a closer look.

moves to G.32

13:27, Today: Celador Qiris rolled 22 using 1d20+3.  perception.

Lazaret recognizes the stone with the cawing raven as a sending stone. Presumably there is a seconds one somewhere, although the heroes are unable to find it on the multitude of bodies scattered about the two chambers where their battle just ended.

They then take turns examining the palm and eye, but none are able to determine its meaning.

Finally, Celador steps into the silent northern corridor. The passageway is torchlit, proceeding northeast for about 15 feet before bending to the right and out of sight.


OOC: Can't level up until long rest, so feel free to burn hit dice as needed over your short rest.

In reply to DM (msg # 222):

"After all that noise, what's the worst that could possibly be waiting for us in here?" Lazaret asks Celador as he moves into the dark hallway.

Lazaret proceeds carefully checking for traps until he finds something interesting.

08:13, Today: Lazaret rolled 9 using 1d20+6.  Perception. (Passive = 16)

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Lazaret proceeds up the hallway around the bend. It stretches eastward for about 40 feet before a side passage to the north branches off, ending in a door. Another passage turns off to the south shortly thereafter. Ahead, the passageway veers slightly to the south and out of sight.

In reply to DM (msg # 224):

Lazaret cautiously checks the door for traps before opening it.

22:12, Today: Lazaret rolled 18 using 1d20+5.  Disarm Trap / Open Door.

22:12, Today: Lazaret rolled 22 using 1d20+6.  Check for Traps.

In reply to DM (msg # 224):

Thorfire and Therarak follow the cat and the elf.

Lazaret tries the door and it opens without issue. Behind it, he finds a musty, dimly lit chamber containing a bed, a desk, and a chair. The desk is locked, but a stack of papers sits atop it and a backpack sits on the floor between it and the foot of the bed.

Among the papers is a thin ledger containing a table of sorts.

     Day   Delivered   Transfrmd   Active  Deceased   Disposed
     31            2            0           28          10         0
     32            0            2           30           7         3
     33            0            0           29           8         0
     34            5            2           31           9         2
     35            0            3           32           11        0
     36            0            0           30           11        2
     37            0            0           29           12        0
     38            0            0           29           11        1
     39            0            0           28           12        0
     40            0            0           26           13        1
     41            0            0           26           11        2
     42       Invasion from outside. Seal off chamber and repel or return to Westbank and await instruction.
     44      F#$%ing halfling stabbed me, but he'll hang for it now. Additions to the count tomorrow. Gwendelon will try transforming a general.
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In reply to DM (msg # 227):

"Here, Celador. What do you make of this? I was told there would be no math.

"Thorfire, can you open this desk? I'll check down the hall."

Lazaret heads back down the hall to see what else is here.

Lazaret hands the curious ledger to Celador and heads back to the hallway. He finds the passageway to the east quickly deteriorates into an impassable, collapsed tunnel. By a quick look at the dust on the floor, he concludes no traffic has passed that way in a long time.

The passageway to the south, however, goes little more than 10 feet before ending in a solid wooden door. This one, in contrast to the one that opened into the small bedchamber containing the ledger, is locked (DC 13 STR/Athletics roll to break it down).

In reply to DM (msg # 229):

"What is this. Locked. Thorfire would just pick the lock. I can probably do that, but he would feel bad if I tried without him. Maybe if I just put a shoulder to it...Would that upset Celador? He is the strongest of us all, but his ego is delicate. What would he do? Probably take a step back. Bend his knees thusly. Then run full out!"

Lazaret charges the door.

22:33, Today: Lazaret rolled 17 using 1d20+1.  Strength - Athletics.

"I'll be damned!"

Lazaret lowers his shoulder into the wooden door and breaks the latch will surprising ease. His momentum carries him a few paces into what appears to be another bed chamber, this one larger, neater and more ornately furnished. The chamber is roughly circular, twenty-five feet in diameter. A heavy tapestry runs along the west and southern walls. On the western side of the room, underneath a stack of books, sits a desk with a wooden chair behind it. A wall protrudes from the eastern edge of the chamber, behind which stands a well kept bed.

North of the wall and visible from the doorway is a small wooden crate. Inside Lazaret sees the clothes, boots, and sundry belongings of Sister Gwendelon, carelessly strewnstored there (a disguise of sorts) for when the hooded man returned to Westbank.

In reply to DM (msg # 231):

"This makes more sense now. She was into dress up games. Let's see what else is in here."

Lazaret thoroughly searches the room looking for items of value, information, and secret compartments.

06:32, Today: Lazaret rolled 8 using 1d20+6.  Perception. (Passive = 16)
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In reply to DM (msg # 227):

Thorfire checks the desk for traps and picks the lock.

15:11, Today: Thorfire Shortankard rolled 9 using 1d20+7, rerolling ones.  Checking for Traps.
15:12, Today: Thorfire Shortankard rolled 14 using 1d20+7, rerolling ones.  Pick Lock.

Thorfire fishes out his toolkit and attends to the lock on the desk's top drawer. The mechanism is simple and the halfling has it defeated with little time or effort. Inside the drawer he finds a handful of copper pieces mixed in with a collection of random jewelry, most of it worthless, but a few items (two rings and a necklace) that may fetch a few coins back in Westbank.

Alongside the jewelry is a pair of strange gloves, deep blue in color and trimmed in a gold design on the fingers, back of the hand, and all the way up the cuff, which by the looks of it would extend past the halfling's elbow.

He also finds a black stone with a similar design to the one in sister Gwendelon's pocket. The cawing crow on this stone, however, faces to the left.



In the other chamber, Lazaret digs to the bottom of the clothing container, but finds nothing more of interest. Most of the books on the desk are in an unknown language, but more than one contain the image of an eye in the palm of a hand. There is a single book dedicated to Pelor, the god of sun, light, strength, and healing. It occurs to Lazaret that this text was most likely for Gwendelon to study for her "part" as a noble citizen of Westbank.

Her desk, like in the other chamber, is locked.

Celador takes the piece of paper from Lazaret and and carefully examines it.

"It appears to be a ledger with a table of sorts." he says to no one in particular.

"Something about deliveries. Food and supplies, maybe? But then there is something about transformed and deceased, so something they were tracking died. Livestock? What could it mean 'Active'? I don't know." and he continues to ponder

"Ha, it must have been written by that first bugger, Malik, it mentions you, Thorfire, well not directly. Says you'll hang for stabbing him. Oh well, guess he got that wrong.

Celador walks over to take a look at what Thorfire is doing and folds the paper and puts it in his pocket.

"What have you got here?" he wonders, noticing the deep blue gloves.

Sheesh guys. RL is a little busy for a week and you publish a novel with out me.

In reply to Celador Qiris (msg # 235):

Lazaret returns to the first room where his companions are searching.

"Thorfire, there is a desk in the other room that could use your skills...what did you find? That stone looks surprisingly like mine. And those gloves. They are fabulous. Do you suppose there is more of an outfit to go with them somewhere? I found some of the Good Sis, the Bad Sister's clothes over there. Are you going to try those gloves on? The won't fit in the conventional sense, but they made a bold statement on a man of your stature. Not a good statement, mind you."

"Celador? What do you make of that list? I'm sure the guards at Westbank will want to see it. Pretty damning, I'd say. How many 'active' does it say? I suppose we finished most of them, right? You got three, the little guys got two, and I got let's say 14. That about right?"

"And, by the way, I still suspect that the guy who talked funny and kept that blue thing had something to do with this. What was his name again and where did he go? We should check all these rooms for the blue fellow. An odd sort he was."
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In reply to DM (msg # 234):

He absentmindedly grabs the coins and jewels and slides them into his pocket.  Using his mighty intellect, Thorfire examines the gloves.

11:11, Today: Thorfire Shortankard rolled 8 using 1d20-1, rerolling ones.  Arcana.

Over his shoulder, Therarak also looks at the gloves and black stone.

11:12, Today: Therarak Gemfinder rolled 24 using 1d20+5.  Arcana - Gloves

Let me see the black stone.

11:14, Today: Therarak Gemfinder rolled 12 using 1d20+5.  Arcana - Black Stone
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In reply to Thorfire Shortankard (msg # 237):

While Therarak is inspecting the stone Lazaret whispers into his own "Hello little grey one."

After careful examination, Thorifre concludes that there are two gloves, one designed to fit on the left hand and the other on the right.

Therarak recognizes them as Gloves of Missile Snaring (DC13 INT/Investigation roll will tell you one more interesting (but not critical to know) thing about them), allegedly allowing the user to catch arrows, crossbow bolts, etc. He's heard that it may take the wearer some time to grow accustomed, so warns against any immediate tests (i.e. requires attunement).

As Lazaret tests his own sending stone, he feels it warm ever-so-slightly as he speaks. At the same time, the stone in Therarak's hand also warms and the svirfneblin hears a familiar voice in his head.


Neither Thorfire nor Celador hear anything... this may be because they are not holding the second stone or simply because they are better at tuning out the ramblings of the loquacious tabaxi.
This message was last edited by the GM at 13:42, Sat 26 May 2018.

In reply to DM (msg # 239):

"There is a desk in the next room. And also a bed. Perhaps after exploring here, we can rest.

"Celador, let's go to the door on the South side of the big room. These two can check out the desk and bed.

"Call me when you find something, Thererak!"