IV - The First Return
The hirelings and squire indicate that they will await the company’s instructions just outside the tower. Searlait and Kraomar move to descend the stairs, but Lampert lingers behind for a moment, his curiosity aroused by the seemingly vacant iron cage in the room. The linkboy approaches it with a frown, then jumps in startled surprise as the invisible creature within rattles the bars and snarls at him. Blinking, the young man hurries to follow the Ol Gib and the mercenaries.
Gazing at the alchemy worktable, Malivoire can see that the plants that the wizard is studying are from the marshland. Malivoire is certain that they were harvested from the Barrowmoor. The liquid that Mazzahs was treating the vines with, in the elven mage’s estimation, was likely some kind of healing or purifying elixir, but rather than bettering the vegetation’s health, applying the solution somehow destroyed it.
Mazzahs peers at the sword and shield first, placing his hand on each briefly. ”Some of my research into the history of this area has revealed to me that, at one time, there was an organization of warriors who called themselves the Order of Nightfall. They were much like some of the knightly orders of today.” He gives Sir Dryvyk an acknowledging nod. ”It seems they sought to protect those that lived here from individuals of fell purpose. What writings I have found suggest that a rather robust death cult once made its home in this vicinity.”
“These weapons appear to have once belonged to members of the Order of Nightfall. Both bear enchantments to render them more effective in battle”
Both the long sword and shield are +1 items.
Tapping the gloves, he says, ”The magic worked into these gloves was intended to help a spy, or perhaps a scout, in their efforts to gain information regarding enemies. The enchantment will enable the wearer to be more dexterous.”
The gloves are gloves of dexterity.
Studying the cudgel for a long moment, Mazzahs says, ”This belonged to a druid. One of considerable power and influence in the natural realm. This weapon was carved from an ancient oak and blessed by the Green Man to aid the protectors of the wilderness against those that meant it harm.”
Although the information was already known, the cudgel is a +1 weapon.
Mazzahs examines the wand for a moment, tracing the symbol of an arrow with his index finger. Looking up at Malivoire, he asks, ”Tell me, what manner of wand do you believe this to be?”