Diego:
[sblock]You look through the small village but fail to determine the reason behind the lack of activity in the town. (Let you take 20 on that one, 20 + 4 = 24) [/sblock]
As the cleric Ulvan knocks upon the door it slowly swings open. The inside of the house is lit by a fireplace and it contains only one room. The room is well appointed with a small bed, a dresser, several shelves holding various sundry items, and a small cage for an animal located near the bed. The cottage would be a nice place to stay, if it were not for the body in the back corner.
The corpse is that of an elven male of indeterminate age, his flesh seems withered and drawn against the bone and the flesh is as white as snow. The cadaver is dressed in furs and clothing that suggests he is a huntsman or perhaps a druid. A small wound is located on the side of the man just below the final rib and his face is contorted in a look of horror. In his left hand he clenches a piece of paper, bloodied by his wound, and in his right he holds a scimitar loosely.