IndyPendant's Sunless Citadel

Jerek moves cautiously toward the human body, wary of any rats or other vermin that might still be lurking in the debris. "I have a bad feeling about this," he mutters as he bends closer to examine the corpse.

[OOC: Naturally looking for any sign that this is one of our quarry. Search +6.]
 

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Heirmund walks into the room now that the doorway isn't completely blocked up and looks around "Just to let you know Jair the spell on Terrek will wear off in a little less than an hour"
 

Kuma whirls at the voice behind him, and for a harrowing instant his eyes seem flat yellow, streaked with red. There's a hint of vertical slit pupils; a glimpse of sharp teeth behind his grimacing lips... Then he closes his eyes and mouth, and his brow furrows as he concentrates mightily on confining the forces within himself that he's unleashed.

A sweat breaks out spontaneously, and the warrior shudders as the pain of his wounds settles into him. "Agh...blighted vermin," he spits. And his eyes are blue, but bloodshot when he opens them; his teeth as flat as any man's. A trick of the light perhaps, or of his fearsome countenance when in the throes of rage.

He nods at the druid's touch, clearly grateful. "Thanks be to you, shaman."
 

Ydyr looks to the corpses, and wonders about their struggles and their lives before ending up here, tossed carelessly in a room in a dark dungeon.

The monk breathes deeply and feels his energies settle again, his eyes searching out through the torchlight into the darkness.
 

One of Jair's eyebrows rise in curiosity at Kuma's appearance but he does not pursue it for the moment instead nodding to acknowledge the barbarian's thanks and answering the gnome "Thank you Heirmund, good to know." and then turning to the scout "Jerek, is it one of the pair we are looking for? Was he a bound prisoner of the goblins? Or was he armed at the time of his death? Can you tell if he had weapon wounds or did he fall to the rats alone?"
 

Jair heals most of Kuma's wounds as he comes down from his rage. ((7+1=8.)) Ydyr examines the room, but other than the occasional loose bit of treasure mixed into the huge filthy nest and corpses, there doesn't seem to be anything of significance here. The break in the north wall leads out into the darkness, a natural, unstable-looking rough stone floor as far as the light will go. The utter blackness sucks up sounds so that they seem to disappear forever, and he can't avoid the feeling that he too would just...disappear without a trace, if he were foolish enough to venture out there.

Jerek notes that the human corpse is wearing studded leather armour, and has five daggers, a shortbow, a sack containing basic adventuring supplies, a quiver with six arrows, a vial of liquid, and a pouch with seventeen gold coins all lying nearby. There is also a gold ring on the corpse's finger, but the corpse has swollen such that he would have to cut the finger off to get at the ring. Still, on the ring is engraved a name: "Karakas".
 

IndyPendant said:
Jerek notes that the human corpse is wearing studded leather armour, and has five daggers, a shortbow, a sack containing basic adventuring supplies, a quiver with six arrows, a vial of liquid, and a pouch with seventeen gold coins all lying nearby. There is also a gold ring on the corpse's finger, but the corpse has swollen such that he would have to cut the finger off to get at the ring. Still, on the ring is engraved a name: "Karakas".

Jerek sighs and shows these tokens to his companions. "Karakas was the name Hucrele mentioned. One of the friends of Talgen and Sharwyn." He shakes his head. "This doesn't look promising." Removing the arrows from the fallen man's quiver he says, "Well these will at least find some of your foes, I hope." He places the arrows in his own quiver. "We should find some way to cover the body and keep the vermin from it until we can get it back to Oakhurst for proper burial." He hands the vial of liquid to Lehko. "What do you make of that," he asks.
 

Lehko holds the small vial between his thumb and index finger, and holds it up against the lantern light (though obviously not close enough to potentially combust) seeking any identifying properties. "Alchemy was never my best subject. But, hold a moment. We shall see what we shall see." He turns it over several times, studying it's viscosity, the nature of the liquid. While he does so he asks aloud, "What's in the sack? Mayhaps something useful will come of this lad's death. How did he fall?"

((Untrained Craft: Alchemy check at a measly +1. Assuming the inevitable failure of the check, will attempt to Aid a check on Heirimund's part.))
 

Jerek rummages through the fallen man's other things, taking minor items that might prove useful like extra oil for the lantern and so on. He will carefully count the coins, making sure that at least one other of the company watches him do so, and place them and any other valuables in a cloth. He ties the cloth tightly and places it in his pack. "For his expenses," he says simply.
 

Ydyr says a quick blessing over the broken corpse in the name of Illmater.

He then looks hopefully towards his companions that we will be on the move sooner, rather than later.
 

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