Caerth finds little of value on the two dead rooks in front of him -- rusted daggers and strange, soft metal bands on their arms. The bands are crudely designed having been bent into shape, likely by hand. The bands are stained with grime yet have not rusted.
Aureus wonders why the big human is staring at him. It's not like he can understand me. What does he want? She ponders silently. She shrugs, not concerned. If he really needs to tell her something, Phar will translate.
Aureus nods to Phar and offers to lead the way back down.
Aureus moves down the steps, leading the way. Soon all are gathering the sanctuary of the chapel. Lorien is there huddled by the altar. Whatever worked to drive the fear from Quinn's mind hasn't done so for Lorien. He is shaking and looks ready to flee. He doesn't cower from the others, but it takes several minutes for him to calm down.
The metal band doesn't appear to be made from gold or silver. Phar has heard of a metal known as electrum but the color isn't right for what he is looking at in his hands. The metal is blue-green in color and bends so easily that Phar can almost pull the band apart. It's not like any other metal he has ever seen or heard of before.
OOC: Was this meant to be Out of Character or is Quinn asking Phar. | If the PCs want to figure out what the metal is and where it comes from, it will require either a Profession (metalsmith) or a Knowledge (dungeoneering) check. (Since caverns fall into dungeoneering, I'll say metallurgy does as well.)
Once all together again, the group heads back upstairs to the ruined armory to find a way up to the next level of the tower. In a small walled-off alcove, another set of stairs spiral upward. The stairs come to a five-foot-wide walkway of a look-out. The walkway is slick making it hard to stand properly. The stairs continue upwards. The sky is darkening above with rolling clouds and sharp winds. The air is cold and damp. More rain is coming.
