Hewligan's Rise of the Runelords: The Skinsaw Murders

[hewligan]

The Painting

Jovik turns the heavy, decorative (but very worn and chipped by age) gold frame to reveal the painting underneath.

The image is that of a noble woman, painted in dark oils, and further darkened by time. She looks pretty, although perhaps a little well fed.

As you observe the painting in the ill-lit room (heavily brocaded curtains shut out much of the morning light). As you watch the painting starts to bleed. It is slow at first, just a single drip that slips from one eye, like a tear. A second followed, and then one from the other eye.

Jovik steps back a little, feeling himself sprung like a cat. This house messes with you!

 

[Fenris]

Jovik shakes his head and turns the photo back over. "So much pain in this house, she can't bear to look at it" he says sadly.

Jovik sighs and gives his body a shake to get rid of the willys. He then begins searching the room.

1d20+7=14

 

[hewligan]

Jovik shakes his head and turns the photo back over. "So much pain in this house, she can't bear to look at it" he says sadly.

Jovik sighs and gives his body a shake to get rid of the willys. He then begins searching the room.

1d20+7=14

OOC: It ain't a "photo" I am not sure that they have cameras in Golarion

You search the room, feeling ill at ease the whole time. There is little here. I mean, it is the master bedroom, and there are clothes in wardrobes, shoes on racks, scented waters, mirrors, brushes, and so on, but nothing that suggests real value or real importance.

You could fill a sack with some of the clothes and items. They are old and some are a bit moth-eaten, but you reckon that in Sandpoint you could fetch a good handful of silvers for this stuff - enough for a night out that ends in a crushing headache!! In the past you would have grabbed it all and made good for a day or two, but now, with a pouch full of gold and a focus on actually completing the good deed, you are not so sure.

 

[frostrune]

In a rare moment of civilized empathy Jokad says...

"Do you think that is Aldern's wife... Iesha I mean?"

"It would make sense that she ripped this room apart except for her own picture... a sad recollection of what she once was."

"So much evil was done here. So much tragedy."

 

[Fenris]

In a rare moment of civilized empathy Jokad says...

"Do you think that is Aldern's wife... Iesha I mean?"

"It would make sense that she ripped this room apart except for her own picture... a sad recollection of what she once was."

"So much evil was done here. So much tragedy."

"Don't matter now they're dead, and the portrait will burn with the house by dark." says Jovik coldly.

"Come on we have one more floor to do before we need to go back down to the basement." he says obviously just wanting to get done.

 

[Rhun]

Danth is quiet as he takes in everything. At Jovik's prodding, he moves to follow the Shoanti to the upper floors.

 

[frostrune]

"Don't matter now they're dead, and the portrait will burn with the house by dark." says Jovik coldly.

"Come on we have one more floor to do before we need to go back down to the basement." he says obviously just wanting to get done.

Jokad shrugs and his wall of harsh pragmatism returns.

He ignites Whitefire and resolutely moves toward the attic steps.

 

[hewligan]

The Attic

The stairs lead up into a very large attic space, open and with small windows studding the sloping roof space. The space clearly spans the entire floor space of the house, and has been built into the roof.

A desk and a chair sit at the far end of this drafty room. Chimneys rise to the west, while to the east, two intricate stained-glass windows are set into the far wall that the desk sits some metres away from.

The northern window depicts a dark-haired woman with pale skin, large green eyes, and a black-and-red gown; with both hands she wields a jagged iron staff. The southern window has been broken on its lower half and patched with canvas; what remains of its upper half depicts a handsome man dressed in regal finery and a crown of ivory and jade. Small scorch marks mar the wood near the broken window. A battered and ruined telescope lies on its side near the desk and a large trapdoor in the roof has been tied shut by several lengths of rope.

You can hear the sea striking the cliff outside the large stained glass window far below.

 

[frostrune]

"I'll test out the floors this time," Jokad says as he stalks across the open space.

He does a complete circuit about the room. Moving around the desk, peeking up at the trap door, and finally out the seaside window.

If nothing happens he will give the all clear.

 

[Rhun]

Danth waits patiently for Jokad to investigate the area, one hand on the golden holy symbol hanging about his neck. He is ready to spring into action should the large Shoanti require it, but otherwise remains quiet, watching and listening.