Hollow's Last Hope [IC]

[Azgulor]

"You have my thanks, priest. Again, it would seem." Cyryn nods in thanks to Hakarra. Seeing that Loricallior is engaged in peering at something, Cyryn pats Jebbo on the back, saying, "Nice dancing back there. Do they debate cooking containers often where you're from?" He holds his glower for a moment before breaking into a grin and then sets out to examine the contents of the room for any clues to the owner's whereabouts.

 

[Voadam]

Loricallior holds up the shrunken head. "I can leave a short message for the head to utter upon the witch's return. Or there are other uses I could put such a thing to . . ." He looks around. "Can you identify anything that would be the pickled root rat's tail? Are the jars and containers labelled?"

 

[Insight]

Recoiling at the sight of the shrunken head, Hakkara grabs her sword. "Foul demon magic, that is," she says, taking a step or two away from the head. "Tis a curse. Destroy it before you are overcome!"

 

[Voadam]

Recoiling at the sight of the shrunken head, Hakkara grabs her sword. "Foul demon magic, that is," she says, taking a step or two away from the head. "Tis a curse. Destroy it before you are overcome!"

"No, not demonic, it bears no taint of their evil. I have seen into the soul of its magic and I know it is not of the demon realms though there are others that would look similar that are. I have the second sight of dragons and can tell one magic from another. You are right to hate things of the demon realm and burning their creations is a wise course, but there is no need to worry Hakkara about this one. I have already mastered this one's magic and it bears no curse for us. I am a shaman of the dragon magics, I can tell demon magic from other witcheries, and this is not a demon possessed head."

 

[YeOldeAlbatross]

"You have my thanks, priest. Again, it would seem." Cyryn nods in thanks to Hakarra. Seeing that Loricallior is engaged in peering at something, Cyryn pats Jebbo on the back, saying, "Nice dancing back there. Do they debate cooking containers often where you're from?" He holds his glower for a moment before breaking into a grin and then sets out to examine the contents of the room for any clues to the owner's whereabouts.

Cyryn can find no indication that anyone has been here for a long, long time.

Loricallior holds up the shrunken head. "I can leave a short message for the head to utter upon the witch's return. Or there are other uses I could put such a thing to . . ." He looks around. "Can you identify anything that would be the pickled root rat's tail? Are the jars and containers labelled?"

As it turns out, many of the jars and vials are labeled with names that unsettle the stomach. 'Newt Eyes', 'Bat Spleens', 'Black Pudding Extract'. These are the classic implements of a witches' craft, bringing to remembrance childhood nightmares and scary bedtime stories.

After about 20 minutes of rummaging around through the various contents of the hut's shelves, it is Jebbo who finds a cracked glass jar which is labeled in a scrawled hand, 'Pickled Rat's Tail Root.' Drawing forth several of the characteristically curly roots (looking over his shoulder nervously all the while for any other animating guardians!) Jebbo hands the specimens to Jared for safekeeping. The priest carefully places the roots in his pouch with the elderwood moss. Two of the ingredients for the blackscour taint curative have been found!

OOC: If there is anything else anyone wants to do or say here at the hut, please post so now. Otherwise, I'll be moving you on towards the dwarven monastery shortly.

 

[Voadam]

Loricallior lifts the head and whispers into its ear then places it in a pouch.

[sblock]"When someone other than those here now approaches, say "Beware, someone approaches".[/sblock]

"I am ready to go, let us be off and find the third ingredient at the dwarven mine."

 

[Azgulor]

Cyryn retrieves his spear. Giving the interior of the hut one last scan (this time for items of value), he says, "Yes, let's be off. I'd rather leave before the floor falls i...."

Cyryn begins flipping over rugs/floor coverings and searches the floor for any sign of a trapdoor or hidden compartment.

"Is it just me or does anyone else think it odd that such an unusual guardian was left to protect all this garbage?"

 

[Voadam]

"Ooh, good thought." Loricallior smiles in delight and helps Cyryn search under the rugs.

 

[hero4hire]

Cyryn retrieves his spear. Giving the interior of the hut one last scan (this time for items of value), he says, "Yes, let's be off. I'd rather leave before the floor falls i...."

Cyryn begins flipping over rugs/floor coverings and searches the floor for any sign of a trapdoor or hidden compartment.

"Is it just me or does anyone else think it odd that such an unusual guardian was left to protect all this garbage?"

"Yes I was expecting an animated Broomstick..." The Preiest Deadpans. He glanced around a bit at the curios and shrugged "One man's trash is another man's treasure I suppose." Feeling increasingly uncomfortable he continues "Or should I say Witch. I do not like this place. It is Profane I am feeling the need to cleanse it. As it seems the Witch has not been here in long years I do not fear retribution...Though this would not change my feelings if I was afraid. I say when you are satisfied with your search we burn it. The flame will purify the site."

 

[Voadam]

"Years? I think less time than that. I expect she will return in time and be unhappy that we destroyed her cauldron. I expect her to be upset even if we leave her house standing. I did warn that cauldron to treat us with respect or I would burn the place down. It continued to do so therefore I am honorbound to fulfill my word. There is an ill aspect to this site. My dragonmagic will attempt a cleansing here then when we are finished."

Loricallior will use his dragonmagic upon the strawman when the party is finished searching.