"I'll go see how your mother is doing, tell her what we found, and bring her back to decay this mess into bones, with her magic."
Kazimir goes upstairs to do as he stated.

"Naw much o' tha' t' do."  Aldous reaches out and picks up one of the thin rusty things.

"Wha's 'is, a lockpick?"  He pulls a small bundle of slim tools from one of his pouches, fans them out, and starts comparing the rusty ones with them.

13:05, Today: Hetilda Yurick rolled 12 using 3d6.  decay ~ 14.
Led by her husband,Hetilda wrinkles her nose, and grimaces. Composing herself, she speaks magic words, whilst gesturing in a tearing motion, with both hands, over the sodden remains... "Cпешить, и скорость, что отец время делает бесплатно!"
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In reply to Hetilda Yurick (msg # 309):

The flesh quickly rots away into putrescent liquid, which drains away, leaving only bones.

The femurs are shattered just above the knee,and without flesh to hold it, thee shards slide out of the grating.


The lockpicks are of a matching type, probe, torsion wrench, hook, and an assortment of bent ends. They are very frsgile.

There are 93 silver coins, or $1860

Hetilda with a twinkle in her eye, sees the money.
She gestures to the others to go ahead, and collect the valuables.
"Я буду примыкоть к таверне. Позвони мне, если я тебе нужен!"
With that, she returns upstairs, after taking the skull with her.
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"Look at all this silver!"
Nana says excitedly
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"Buncha silver, a skull fer th' lady, and th' drain opent.  Goo' deal!"

He quietly pockets the rusty lockpicks.

"So, ratfoke down 'ere?  Nev' met one o' them.  'N howd'e git 'is legs in th' grate?"

"Maybe a beast of some sort did this...Anything sentient, would've taken all this."

Kazimir nods.
"Indeed..Nor would the undead. But, it is strange circumstances."

In reply to Kazimir Yurick (msg # 315):

The coins weigh under half a pound (there are 250 per lb)

If something affected it while it was in the pipe, they may not have been able to reach it.

In reply to Narrator (msg # 316):

Some continues to rest and recover, watching from above with her light. She keeps a lookout as much as she can from her vantage point.

"Maybe when he got good and stuck, something below tried to pull him through, but he just wouldn't fit through the drain!"
Nana says.

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"Mebbe so, b't why're 'is legs on'y broke 'bove th' knee?  Shoulda broke 'is feet 'n ankles an' all, goin' thru' tha' grate.  'Slike 'e fit thru, 'n then 'e din't."

Perhaps we should slide the grate back into place, but we do need to clean it some first.

Sven nods, and puts the grate back in place.
"These bones we can bury in potters field, or boot hill...for a silver, perhaps."
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"Seems lik' all we c'n do.  Not even a Guild tag on 'im.  Findin' 'is family'd be spendy, if 'e's eve' got people..."

"Mother already took the skull.. Why even bother?"

In reply to Nana Yurick (msg # 324):

His remains were a mix of rat and human features. It is doubtful that he could havee fit himself into the grate as was...

Among the bits of his harness and bag were s rotten scroll case., empty of snything but foul water.

Aldous pokes at the case, verifying that it is in fact empty of any valuable.

"Wunder 'f 'e w's a wizerd?"

"Mebbe..S'more likely he'd a map of the underworks, so's he wouldn't get lost."
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"OOOOoh!"  Aldous's eyes get big for a moment.  "I al'ys f'get folks git lost. Nev' had tha' prob' m'self.  If I got ther, I c'n git back."

"Got a knack for direction, have you? That's pretty useful..especially underground."

In reply to Nana Yurick (msg # 329):

As the room drains out, you can more clearly see the door above the step.

"Well, another doorway...Shall we proceed? Or shall we divvy up coin, and do some more preparing?"
Kazimir addresses the group.