Endur's Return to the Temple of Elemental Evil

[Thanee]

Lenya

Seeing her 'vision' coming true, Lenya nods approval towards Craven.

“Yes, let's toss him down, the ghouls are just the right company for this one.”

She reaches for the cat and carefully strokes the familiar's fur with one hand.

Afterwards, Lenya picks up Chat's leather armor and tries, if it would fit her.

“I havn't brought any armor, but down here it seems like a good idea. And I might be able to activate this without the proper command words, which normally are needed. I'm usually quite good with these things.”

With these words, the Rhennee points at Chat's wand.

 

[Thanee]

Lenya

“What do we do with all these items now? Did Spugnoir have family back in Hommlet? I suppose, we'll give them what was his, although, it would be foolish not to use these items until then. Chat's stuff is another matter, of course. So, how do we proceed with that?”

 

[Xael]

"Definetly no objections here.", Lylamwyn ansvers to Craven. "We could wait until I regain my spells, so that I can cast a spell of light at him. We would at least see if the chute goes straight down and possibly how deep it is. Might as well make use of him."

"Regarding the equipment, Toriah seems to be the only one that uses a rapier, and Chat's one seems to be magical, so it's logical he should be the one to use it if he wants."

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

*After rising from his prayers, Craven joins the conversation.*

"Fair idea Lylamwyn. As for the traitor's things, I may make some use of the arrows, if no one else wishes for them. But Spugnoir's things should remain with him. However, I would not want them stolen by grave-robbers either. We may have to carry them with us until we can give him a proper burial. And I hate to say it, but if we must leave their bodies behind, we have to be sure they will not walk," Craven points out, grim-faced.

 

[Endur]

When Lenya and Raner looked down the chute using darkvision, they saw that it dropped down and angled away to the south out of sight. The PCs remember that Spugnoir has a ten-year old daughter named Renne who generally runs Spugnoir's potion shop while Spugnoir wanders around looking for herbs and brews the potion.

The masterwork studded leather armor fits Lenya (there are also three sets of regular leather armor the party has found so far, two from the gnolls and one in one of the western rooms).

 

[Paxus Asclepius]

Belaver does the only thing for which his skills are suited: comforts the cat.

 

[Xael]

"There's no point in not using Spugnoir's equipment for the moment. We're going to need every bit of help possible so that we can get out of here alive. His headband will help me, ring and amulet Raner and Craven the most, and goggles Kerwyn or Toriah. We can refrain from using his wand.", Lylamwyn says.

"And uhh, does anybody want to look after the cat?", he continues.

 

[Endur]

The Black Cat, purring while being petted by Belaver, utters a plaintiff, "Meow" in response to Lylamwyn's question.

 

[Dalamar]

"Following with the elf's train of thought, I think I'll yoink a couple of these," Kerwyn says, helping himself to Spugnoir's case of crossbow bolts and stashes them to his own.
When Lenya points out the wand, Kerwyn's eyes light up. "Ah, I know that one. It's a pretty nifty gadget. One of the good things they taught me back then was how to use one of these babies. Man, I learned the hard way that they don't last long. Getting caught in the girls' locker room with your own wand in your hand, boy, was that embarrassing..."

 

[Thanee]

Lenya

“I can do that,” explains Lenya, while wondering, whether the former cat familiar understands what they are saying. Well, there's only one way to find out.

“Hey Kitty! Sorry, I don't know your actual name. Do you understand, what we are saying? If you do, come here to my left foot.”

Then the Rhennee waits, watching the cat with a somewhat sheepish smile.