The group lines up for the last door on this floor. Then Shendra opens the door. A moldering mattress lies amid a bowed wooden frame, flanked on either side by ruined tables. A dresser in the northwest corner of the room has seen most of its drawers pulled out and discarded on the floor. Remnants of moldy and animal-gnawed clothes spill from them. A hole has been hacked into the floor, near a long, slender wooden case that is open and tipped over on the floor.
"If we were looking for ruffians instead of clues, I'd agree with you. But unfortunately we might need things in here intact." Michael tells his niece before walking into the room and peering through the hole in the floor.
Teodor follows Michael into the room. The hole looks like it might have held a case about the size of the one on the floor. As the two men examine the hole Roderic drains up from the floorboards once more. He looks different this time. Note bloated nor drenched like before. He turns to the two men and speaks. “My map. They took my map. It holds the key. To the vault. Baraket will control them. It will control you! I should have taken the gauntlets, but I fled. I was a coward. You must be brave. You must endure where I did not. The vault. It lies still in the vault. You must save my Cove. Save... My... Cove....”
"Perhaps we should still keep that for after our investigation of downstairs," notes the oracle. "Sir Roderic has appeared to us in at least two identifiably different states. Perhaps the unseen ghost is merely another manifestation of his spirit."
Michael searches the room while saying, "You're just guessing, right Shendra? Or do you have something to back up that hunch? So far Sir Roderic hasn't been violent, but that manifestation looks like it might be. I would hate to double back, but I don't know if we could properly search that room without neutralizing the manifestation. Since we have no way of doing that right now, I'm for searching downstairs."
"That doll-like thing was hostile. As were the bugs. Seems like anything hostile here is not Sir Roderick.
We could run inside and throw the chair out. I believe its stuffing moved first. Or burn it. Or otherwise destroy it. Maybe with that big sword of yours, uncle?"
The seer looks at Michael and shrugs a little with a nod. "Yes, Sir Roderic, we are working on it," Shendra then responds to the ghost. "I know that death has a way of making telling people simple things, well..." she trails off for a moment. "...difficult. But is there anything more precise you can tell us? We have been combing your house to find things that anything that will make our search easier. And we have been encountering some... resistance."
Roderic continues to speaks with some confusion at first. “Resistance? I know of no resistance. Heroes of the Cove! My map. They took my map. It holds the key. It is not here. They took it. I know not where. It holds the key. To the vault. Baraket will control them. It will control you! I should have taken the gauntlets, but I fled. I was a coward. You must be brave. You must endure where I did not. The vault. It lies still in the vault."
Answers come but not from Roderic but from Mei Ying. "I know where the map is. It is in Cove Hall. Roderic was a skilled cartographer and charted the region on several maps that now reside there. Shortly after the report of Roderic’s and his family’s death, the port-governor, at the time, came out to this home to retrieve what everyone knew were the best maps of the cove and its surrounding environs. As for 'Baraket' I remember that that was the name of the legendary 'Sword of Pride.'"