The Ogre's Maw
"I don't think I would drink from it, even if it worked.". Fiene says walking around the fountain widdershins. He looked for any lose stones around the base that might hide a secret compartment. Or if any coins lay in the bottom of it. "It practically screams don't drink me I'm poison doesn't it? Or a green slime like the kitchen. It's probably a good choice to assume everything is trying to kill us."
Fiene stops for a moment, look at Ermangard intently, then says "It may seem a conflict, given you were hired to protect me, but if I do happen to perish, unintentionally, of course.". He pauses for breath. "You may have my things. The cloak is very valuable, and I've paid for a week at the inn. My room key is with me, you don't have to worry about ceremony, and can just leave me where I lay. Although it has been told to me that whomever is slain in the dungeon, be rises as an undead monster, so I maybe that is not the best option. Of course if I'm dead, I won't care, will I?". He waves his hand dismissively. "Best not to think on it."
If there is nothing valuable found. He will try the south door
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