After two days and nights resting in the partially refurbished tower Devin was fully recovered. The fine weather of the last few days ended with dark storm clouds overhead. As the party gathered to resume their adventures the storm broke violently over them with heavy rain pelting down.

Hiding in what shelter they could find in Fourtower Bridge were the six adventurers Wyndham the thief, Valerian the magic-user, Derry the dwarf, Lady Chessintra the elf, Brilliance the magic-user, and Devin the cleric.

OOC Day 35. Time: 6:00am. Weather: Rain, violent storm. Vision: Cloudy. Movement: 20’

Fully supplied and outfitted, Derry waits for the storm to pass before venturing back to Modnar's basement, within which the wizard or his remains must be found.

Ms. Eadwynn Haute -- Derry
Devin -- Lady
Brilliance -- Valerian
Wyndham

-3 GP for 2 days at the Magpie
-24 GP for 24 hours of Ms. Eadwynn Haute
-10 GP for a sword for the same
- 1 CP for a bag of apples
- 5 GP for one week standard rations
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Wyndham has his provisions and awaits the rest of the party.
-3 GP for 2 days at the Magpie

Valerian sits and waits calmly, a distant look in his eye.

Chessintra didn't like the way the weather was drastically harsh upon them at the moment.
"Do you think that the cellars would ever get flooded by all this rain? she asked no in particular but seeing if anyone knew the answer.

She also thought that it might bring different types of creatures out to hunt.

As the party waited in Fourtower Bridge the storm continued for an hour before it eased into drizzly rain. The sky remained filled with clouds as they began their trek over the bridge and into the wilderness.

They passed the last remains of civilisation and went into the forest. The forest trail now well known by some led them into the familiar clearing. Little of the tower remained besides a few toppled down walls and mossy covered now wet flagstones. In centre where once the tower stood was a rusty trapdoor with an attached iron pull ring.

OOC Day 35. Time: 10:00am. Weather: Rain. Vision: Cloudy. Movement: 20’

Derry considers Lady's question before opening the trapdoor.

"The steps have been quite slick and some of the rooms have been infested with slime, but we haven't had to wade through anything worse than ape dung."

Heading toward the unexplored corridor north of the battle bot arena.

He shivers at the thought of dealing with green slime again, but he bites his lip and presses on.

Wyndham lights one up, a torch that is, and graces the rear of the party.

Devin tried to remember if rain foretold any significant misadventure in their past excursions.  He hadn't been keeping track, but it still seemed an ill omen.  He lit torch once inside and out of the rain.  He was hoping this would be their last time down these slick stairs.  There couldn't be that much more they hadn't examined.

He hadn't gotten any work done at the ruins, but he'd spent his time their in reflection and prayer.  It was calming there and he felt more centered with the will of Auril during his recuperation.


OOC: -105GP food and tithe to Auril for a second healing potion from Mother Majken.
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Dropped two Gold Pieces for a private room for two days, and a Gold Piece total for nightly meals.

 "I've recalled that sleeping charm, in case we run into any other gorillas... or clusters of them.  Gods, Brandli thought to find fortune here?  I wonder..." One of her daggers better-weighted for throwing is in her right hand.

Led by Derry and Eadwynn the party carefully descended the slippery steps into Modnar’s cellar. The hallways of the cellar were dusty, dank and rife with cobwebs.

The party passed by the familiar doorway into the vivisection chamber and passed the battle bot arena. After this the corridor turned many times until they reached the doorway to the library.

OOC Day 35. Time: 10:20am. Weather: Rain. Vision: Cloudy. Movement: 20’

When the unknown southern corridor connected with a known northern one, Derry had a fleeting feeling of satisfaction. Even though they would seem to have mapped all of the known areas, not all was known. There was the matter of that locked door close by. Perhaps, the newest members of the expedition would have better luck than the three veterans had had.

Onto the locked door, just beyond the spa. I think Lady, Brilliance, and Valerian can try to force it. I don't remember if Derry's hireling has already had a go at it.

The party continued onwards led by Derry. They entered the lounge. A threadbare rug was curled up into a ball and suspended in the air in the middle of the ceiling.

A door to the west led them in a ruined den of luxury. A leaning bedstead, a warped set of chairs, a rickety table and mildewed divan occupied the room. To the south the door led to a room occupied by a rat’s nest, fresh droppings lay on the flagstones. A door to the east led to a crooked corridor which led to another door which led to the locked door.

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