DT's Old School Campaign- (Chapter 4: The Guild and The Girl)

Hilmdyn drags the large man out of the burning room.

"Okay, which one of you hit me with that globe?" he glowers.

"And that!" he says, pointing at the package. "Didn't what we just see prove that thing's cursed?! Bloody sorcerer's business... By Mhal, we're lucky to be alive! I say we toss that thing in the ocean and be done with it, gem be damned."
 

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Edvan helps Hilmdyn with Lu Su after retrieving his axe and securing it once more in his belt. Once safe he slumps against a wall and looks blankly at his friends. "She gots her revenge," he says quietly. "Maybe, since we was the agents of that revenge, she'll choose not to punish us." He leans his head back against the wall with a loud thud and closes his eyes. "Is she smiling? If so, we can keeps the gem and consider it payment for services rendered. If not..." He shrugs.
 


Lola quirked a smile at Hill. "There were lots of globes flying around in there, let's just be happy we got out alive!"

The smile faded from her face. "We need to get out of here, soon that place will go up in flames and we don't want to be associated with that, we have enough troubles."

She stepped towards Rovan who was clutching the box. "I don't think it's likely we'll be able to return the poor woman's head to the rest of her. Dumping it seems like what we'll have to do, though we could spend a few coin and give her some kind of burial, perhaps it will help with this... curse. And besides, the money is... was... technically hers." The grin returned and her eyes twinkled. "Imagine where we'll be spending the night tonight after we sell that gem."

"Come on, hurry up, let's get somewhere where I can retrieve it."
 

Edvan climbs slowly and painfully to his feet. He squints over at Lola. "We'll give 'er as decent a burial as we can, if I gots to pay for it myself." He looks around. "And I agrees; hangin' round here ain't wise. Let's get moving."
 

"I threw the globe Hil, I missed the old coot." apologizes Rovan.

"But yes let us get out of here before the constables show up. What about Lu Su? Leave him here to take the rap? Take him with us, interogate him about what he knows? Get him to join us, since we saved his life maybe he becomes bonded to us?" suggests Rovan as he tucks away the head inside his jacket.

"And Hil, you are damn right. Sorcerer's business is best left to sorcerers. So best leave this to me. I'll not wallow in squalor any longer, and if you do, fine, toss your share in the sea or buy drinks for every boat in the harbor. But I am not about to toss a fortune away on some superstition. You'll get your share, and you needn't look or think about the source any further. Leave it to the sorcerer." Rovan adds with a wink.
 

"Well," Hilmdyn replies, "if you're willing to step in front of any curse this thing has, I'll take my share, and forget that globe. But if there's any hint of a hex, into the blasted sea it goes!"

Looking at the large man he pulled out of the building, Hilmdyn says "Let's keep Lu Su with us for now. If his customs dictate he owes us service, which is a reasonable guess, we should take advantage of it."
 

"I am with Rovan, I am also willing to take the gem. I know someone we can sell to it and get a good price." she commented with a look at her companions as they dragged Lu Shu away from the sorcerer's.

Lola took a moment to push her dirty, soot covered hair off her face. As she lifted her arm she got a little jab in her side, reminding her that not too long ago there was a magical arrow sticking out of her side. It still hurt a little to stretch but the healing had mostly set her right. Still, her hand wandered to that spot, where there was now a bloody hole left behind. She pondered needing a new dress and for a moment wondered how she would steal it - until the gem came to mind. And a grin came to her face.

"If we sell that gem today, by tonight we can have a real meal and a real roof over our heads friends! Imagine that!"
A mischievous gleam twinkled in her eye as she gazed at Rovan. "We can have quite the celebration, I think."
 

A crowd formed to watch the building burn, although the party had gotten out and away with Lu Su in tow before anyone had noticed their involvement. For all anyone knew they carried a friend who imbibed too much drink. As the foursome watched the building burn, the strange man stirred, shrugged himself from their grip, and sat up against a nearby wall while holding the knot in the back of his head in pain. Noticing that he was not in danger, he stayed tense as he observed the four quizzically.
 

"Tretchner is dead," Hilmdyn tells Lu Su. "I carried you from his house, rather than leave you behind to burn. You have nothing to fear from us, unless your customs require to avenge Tretchner. Not having met one of your folk before, I can't say. But I trust in any case you will not speak of our involvement in his death."
 

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