Re: [IC] Portents and Omens
Jerec, Demetria suffered a nasty wound from the cave chuul, and will likely need healing and heavy bandaging to make her comfortable. Davor's healing touch proves to be just the thing needed, and soon the faithful steed is standing with much more ease.
At Helena's question, Urle says, "Well enough, lady, though Demetria and Davor took a bit of a knocking around. We should be fine with Davor's magic."
As the group sluices away blood and slime, Zenna scouts ahead for anything else that might have been attracted to the commotion. She moves silently and with care, all sense alert. After many long moments, she doesn't believe anything else is coming. Yet.
The group can finish cleaning up and then cautiously moving out with a care for any more mushroom-monsters. Following the chuul's trail for a short distance (as it is on the way), the group can find a side cave, the entrance partway up a wall, where the beasts laired. After examining it for danger, the valuable contents can be lifted down. It seems that other travelers of the Low Road who strayed to the lesser-traveled paths found the going much more difficult. It's impossibly to say how many victims the chuuls had taken, but from the odd collection of things left behind, it was several.
In three different belt pouches (a half-rotten black leather one, a blue silk bag that is curiously unaffected, and a rubbery pink one that is dirty but intact) there are 130 pp, 1434 gp, 508 sp, and 3270 cp. A dusty carved wooden box with a griffon theme and tin hinges holds a collection of semiprecious gems, some thirty of them, that all together are worth 2724gp. A fine glaive with a red silk tassel is tossed in a corner, and a small metal shield polished to be smooth enough to be a mirror is lodged in a crack in the wall. A breastplate enameled in blue with a trio of towers embossed up on it shines just ever-so-faintly in the light. One scroll (phantom trap) is wrapped around an arrow that seems to be made of gold with red fletching and red metal tip, vaguely warm to the touch, the odd one out in a battered silvery quiver of a dozen other mundane arrows. Two more scrolls (bear's endurance and detect undead) and two wands (bless and know direction) are bundled together with pink silk ties. A final wand (vanish) is wrapped in a silk robe made of magenta silk and patterned with blue butterflies.
While the things are gathered, the group keeps alert, and their vigilance is rewarded when Zenna's keen eyes note some bobbing lights, similar to lanterns aside from their cool blue hue, ahead on the path in the next cavern some hundred or so feet ahead.
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