It always seems to fall to Jovik to scavenge from the corpses. The others are either squeamish or foolish, he thinks to himself. They need all the help they can get, and the benefit of a recovered potion or scroll could mean the difference between life and death. Anyway, he has gutted enough fish in his time, as well as poaching more than a few rabbits that ended up in the pot at home, that the slippery entrails of death give him little pause.
He stoops down to the corpse of Nualia. He remembers her vaguely, more as a little girl, when he was little, but strangely less as a blossoming woman, which is strange given her unearthly beauty. She must have kept herself hidden, or at least not involved in the same circles as him. Not normal for a small town like Sandpoint. I mean, sure, he knew of her, knew her name, knew her countless nicknames, but he can't recall every actually talking with her. Oh well, she is just another corpse now.
The strange medallion at her neck takes his notice. It is a silver disk hanging from a simple leather cord. The disk is quite thick, like a coin, albeit larger in diameter. It is etched with a seven pointed star - the same rune you have seen several times now, both in the catacombs below Sandpoint, and now here too. He bends down to slip it from her neck. It is warm to the touch. As he lifts it free, pulling it loose from the tangle of her hair, it cools noticeably until it feels like little more than a normal metal disk.
Jovik slips a hand under her waist, moving to locate the small money pouch he noticed on her. He finds it and slips Goblin Hook against the leather strap to cut it free. He rocks back on the balls of his feet as he spread the pouch. Inside is an assortment of coins (7pp, 5gp, 3sp).
The cruel, serrated bastard sword that Nualia was wielding is slick with the blood of Jokad. It is probably worth something, and may even be enchanted.
At the back of the room, just to the right of her body, lies a small stash of goods. A lantern lies beside them, casting some light upon a few open scrolls and journals. Beside them is a fine quality long bow and a quiver with 20 arrows. On top of one of the journals lies a horrific golden holy symbol, bearing the monstrous sign of Laamashtu. It is probably worth a small fortune to some evil priest, but even melted down (probably a better use for it), it would fetch perhaps 50gp!
OOC: You can take whatever, and investigate (rolls if you want to identify, etc.) as desired. The journals and scrolls are quite numerous, and would take perhaps an hour or two to scan through (and many hours to completely read).
(That's horrible for a cleric! LOL)
