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Fedowin "If we are splitting up, we should make sure that whoever goes to the comet can speak to each other. I know Rowani and Eldish. What do the rest of you understand?"

"I'm curious as to what they were after if it wasn't just killing everyone. I'd like to see where the trail leads before going back to check all the doors. In the meantime, I'll send for a few more clerics and we will gather the dead along the route for ceremony and disposal. The bodies further...

Fenix rips his pack from his back and frantically pulls out a handfull of bolts, scattering a few on the ground as he detachs his crossbow from the frame and slots a bolt in place. I've got to stop relying on my little tricks so much. I should have had this ready to hand.

"I say we check all the towers and rooms before we try and force the trapdoor."

Having done what he can to throw some more targets into the mix, Fenix begins to chant again, seeking to land another arcane bolt on the wounded orc.

Fedowin finishes the beer and sets the bottle down on any nearby surface, then rubs his hands together and steps forward looking about the room. "Then we are agreed, get information, check on the convocation rules and whoever can be subtle about it heads for the comet to try and hold a trail...

Fedowin Fedowin shrugs again, "I was the one that suggested picking up a ship of our own if your recall. I say we find out how much it would be to get there and back, and if we can get there and back in time to get a ship from the convacation just in case they leaving the comet and heading...

Fedowin Fedowin looks at the beer in his hand, looks back at Zykovian and shrugs. "Was it the last one? Sorry about that, lots of talking without doing anything makes me a mite thirsty. So where can we go to get more information on who would want this gem? And will Zaryn be after us? Hey Molpe...

Fenix wipes the sweat from his brow and begins his chant again. Even if it can't get through thier armor, it might trip em up.

"We'll need a mage for it. Or perhaps we can just muscle it open. None of my current blessings from boccob would work for something like this."

Fedowin Human swashbuckler Fedowin stands in the doorway and opens another bottle, "Actually, I think you were supposed to be arrested as a murderer and thief, but be protected by your diplomatic status. And who ever planned it had close access to your person to be able to swap the real gem for...

rystil I'm going to try to find the cold well where the beer came from, in an unobtrusive manner. I don't want to attract attention in the middle of a lover's spat

Seeing the lack of response from his bolt, Fenix begins the longer chant that calls forth his spirit hounds to fight for him.

Fedowin shrugs, "Well, if it was actually taken by the Larak's, they will probably be trying to sell it, since I don't think they are involved in this dragon-kin vs dragonlord fight. We can keep an ear out for word of such an item, probably in a private auction for interested parties. Of course...

"Most excellent! We can use the coin to defray costs like food for all of us, and I might be able to figure out what the strange flask is. I say we let them dice for who gets to detrap the doors, obviously the luckiest should do it."