"Good idea young man. Wise choice."

"if we're going double file," asks Creston, "Do the Goblin and Mr. Wong count as one person, or two?"

Yagi looks towards Creston with a scowl, then comforts the fetish, "Mistah Wong, just ignore him, pay him no attention."

"Right. Two."
This message had punctuation tweaked by the player at 03:56, Fri 11 Jan 2019.

As the party is discussing, Manaku will be at the far rear of the group, following them.
Silent, bow at ready and looking around.

to the right it is.  Amalrik places an easy grip on his sword and looks down the hallway ... Adventure, glory, drink awaits ...

Sasar follows the group silently, staying in the middle of the group.

The party continues east.

Iffy, make a roll for finding traps. Just in case there is one. Totally not saying there is one or not.

Also, as you continue east you find a short sword lying on the stone floor.

There was something suspicious about a weapon just lying there.  A sack of trash, broken furnitures and fixtures .. even a body would be more expected.  But a lone weapon?

"Goblin made?" Brodd asks from the mid-pack.  "Or .. ?"

The pixie shrugs.  "It's too big for me.  Perhaps, someone else would have better use for it."

Regdoc cast a dubious glance at the weapon, and instead watched intently to see if their young thief would find anything in the way if impediment to their advancement or their well-being...

It appears to be human construction. Maybe a bit of rust on it.

In reply to DM (msg # 24):

11:50, Today: Iffy rolled 5 using 1d20+2.  Iffy tries to detect any possible trap.

In reply to Iffy (msg # 29):

[Per B/X, right now you have a 10% chance of Finding/Removing Traps. I'll take your D20 roll as a result of 25%. If you ever do succeed on a roll I'll assume you can immediately disarm it as you find it.]

Iffy doesn't notice anything unusual about the sword. No suspiciously placed stones under it, no trip wires, no arrow slits in the walls...looks clean!

"Wait! Wait! Don't touch it! I know what to do..."

The wizard removes a ten foot pole from the mule's back and pushes forward through the others. He pokes the weapon with the pole from a far trying to move it. (Does it move? Does it look like it has been there for a long time or dropped there more recently?)

"Could this have been left behind by the poor fellow in the other room before he locked himself in and the rats had a feast with his flesh?"

Sasar nudges the sword around. Feels about the correct weight.

Regdoc nodded in approval of Sasar's approach. There was wisdom in that wizard after all.

He motioned Iffy with his chin in the direction of furtherance down the hall...

Yagi speaks to her fetish in a hushed tone, "Look at that Mistah Wong, dem humans are crazy as all get out, dems is scared of an old sword."

Iffy moves slowly forward.
As she approaches the sword, she bends slightly, freezes and takes an intense look at the weapon, like cats do when they're about to jump on an unsuspecting bird. All is still, the sword seems just a sword, abandoned on the floor, the hand of the thief hovers over it, slightly opened... until it isn't anymore: a swift movement, an undistinguished flurry and now Iffy's holding the hilt in her hand. "Were you all afraid of... this?" She asks, as if she was not worried. "I thought you were well used to handle stuff like this".

"Could this have been left behind by the poor fellow in the other room before he locked himself in and the rats had a feast with his flesh?"

"A good casting of Speak With The Dead would help, assuming the spirit wanted to answer," Brodd replies.  Such spells were out there, but beyond his own experience.

While everyone was gaggling on about a sword, Amalrik was keeping his eyes on the hallway beyond the sword.  Movements ??  Shadows ??  Darts shooting across the hallway ?? Ceiling hanging terrors ?? Unattended beer kegs ??

The pixie yawns.  "Can we get moving?  The wine ain't going to find us on its own."

If the fire spreads any further, you can expect a lot of wine to flow in your direction.

Amalrik, can you see any sign of who dropped that sword? I can't see from back here.

Manaku seeing the people surrounding an old sword,lying on the floor, let out a sigh...

"Jeez... what's the problem?"

and pick up the sword

It's...a sword. As stated before there's a bit of rust from the underground dampness. On the pommel you see the same Carters Guild symbol the corpse had on the cover of hes ledger.