Tretchner grabbed the scroll and opened it in preparation to cast a spell.
Lola and Rovan both hurled their spheres. One struck Hilmdyn, which caused the cleric to swear aloud in anger and stopped his attack (-2 hps to Hilmdyn, critical miss by Rovan).
The second globe broke through the shield around Tretchner and knocked him backwards. Edvan lept across the desk and swung his axe at the magic-user with both hands. He felt resistance from some invisible force just inches from Tretchner's body, but that resistance gave to the force of his axehead. Crimson blood flew as the axe cut through collar bone, causing the magic-user to gurgle and fall further back into a candelabra, which in turn toppled into a bookcase and caught it afire. Flames caught the old books and parchments so fiercely that the fire leapt from one bookcase to another. Fumes began to fill the room as strange alchemical ingredients were burned off in the heat.
Hilmdyn noticed that Edvan's leap knocked the decapitated head to the floor and called the others to its strange appearance. She seemed to smile in the flickering lights from the growing conflagration, and in between her lips could be seen a large ruby. Edvan's leap must have changed her appearance and knocked it loose.
Lola
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That ruby looks like it might bring the group easily over 4000gp. You know a merchant named Hippotier the Kind, an old man in the Bazaar who buys and sells strange and exotic treasures. He always is looking to buy and has a lot of coin.
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Rovan
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You sucked in some of the fumes and it's caused you to become light-headed.
You know a nobleman who might buy that jewel named Dukas Prem. The two of you have not always got along, and he is a bit of an arrogant arse. But you trust him more than most.
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Hilmdyn
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That is a well-cut, large stone! You would guess that the gem is worth thousands of gold pieces, although your group would likely only get a smaller percentage of that in the bazaars and shop.
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