D&D 5E CB's Stonefast IC -- COMPLETE

[Forged Fury]

Fulgrim froze in place, his body nearly humming in anticipation. Could this be one of the lost beers of the Ironfast Pariahs? Speaking slowly, he said, "Please, deposit the keg in the bag, if possible. If not, I will safeguard it. This may be one of the lost recipes of the Ironfast clan; something I have been searching for many years."

The dwarf mage reverently stroked the side of the cask.

 

[Kobold Stew]

"Your share of the treasure, then!" enthuses Father Spec with glee. Is the cask too big to fit in the bag of holding? If not, then Spec will offer to carry it.

 

[Skarsgard]

Colden

"Ok, ok, that might be enough of that!" Colden laughs. " Or do you and the barrel need some "alone time"?

 

[Strahd_Von_Zarovich]

I say we open the keg and drink a cup before the next dinner.
Roscoe says as walks into the room, moving aside pieces of rubbel with the tip of his sword.

 

[CanadienneBacon]

OOC: The cask totally fits in the bag of holding. It's a mini-barrel, only five gallons.

 

[tuxgeo]

OOC: At 8 pounds per gallon, the (5 gallons of) bier inside weighs 5*8 = 40 pounds. Add 10 pounds for a sturdy cask and the total weight would be about 50 pounds, or nearly 23 Kg. That's luggable, but putting it into the bag would be easier.

 

[Forged Fury]

"Let's not be hasty, Roscoe," Fulgrim said, clearly not happy with the suggestion, "this could represent a great historical find in Epicurean history." Referencing the great elf philosopher seemed somewhat odd to the dwarf, but he shrugged and continued. "I think it best to wait until we are out of danger before sampling the brew." The dwarf mage quickly deposits the small cask into Father Spec's bag.

"Should we be moving on? I think we should check the northern most door in the room we previously attempted to enter to our east. Does that sound like a good choice?"

 

[Skarsgard]

Colden

Looking at the small barrel and the dwarf Colden laughs. "Not big enough to share, eh? Be that as it may, we should press on. Flugrims suggestion is as good as any, I'll go in front."

 

[Kobold Stew]

Spec follows Colden.

 

[CanadienneBacon]

The group trekked east down Hallway A until Colden reached a door inset into the middle expanse of a wall that looked likely to belong to Room 6 (the room with the squeaky door). Colden found that the door wasn't locked, so he pulled on it. The door opened outward into the hall, revealing a darkened room with a large oak table--roughly five feet wide and fifteen feet long--dominating the center of the room. Broken chairs surrounded the table. Tapestries hung on the north wall, but age and who knows what else seemed to have damaged them beyond recognition; these tapestries were in even worse condition than the ones you found in the antechamber. Across the room on the south wall stood open the squeaky door. Besides the north and south door, there were two additional doors (one on both the east and west walls). Both the east and west doors were closed.

Dried mud coated the lower third of the walls, and the floor. A set of tracks stood in clear bias relief on the floor, on the western edge of the ruined oak table.