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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Binder Fred" data-source="post: 6097169" data-attributes="member: 63746">Stellan and Antares"True. Quite true," nods Antares in agreement. He had had the same thought! "We saw no signs of habitation, and at least three of the branching paths went unexplored this day: One the main tunnel out of the well, one the right branch of the Y after we encountered the gelatinous creature, the last a small crawlway in the first pool room where first we encountered Former-Anna..." And who knows what crevice and half-hidden path they overlooked in their quick foray? The White Ones can crawl up walls, after all... "I could draw you and your officers a map if it would be useful?" Dearly hoping not to have to return there himself...[OOC]Antares will draw a simple map if requested, looking a bit embarrassed when he has to borrow ink (and by the crusty red stains at the end of his quill). <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" />[/OOC]"Sadly no... Unless he was one of the small ones...?" He swallows, a thought having just occurred; his voice goes somewhat squeaky as he voices it: "Or one of the two skeletons?" Somewhat horrifyingly, that seems the likeliest of possibilities. "The... gelatinous beast was... digesting a skeleton that might have once been a man of average height," he expounds when the bearded guard frowns his way. "And there was too a small pile of burnt bone chips and coins in a latter passagewa-" Ugh: gelatinous beast spoors?! He shares a horrified look with Stellan: that too seems... nauseatingly likely now that he thinks about it. He resists an urgent need to wipe/scrape his hands clean on robes and edge of desk, though he can't help holding them stiff and far away from contact with his person: "Perhaps water to clean ourselves?" he begs, eyes now even wider than usual.<As he does so:"Ah, I hesitate to ask, officer, but were not burnt bodies found in that house after the fire passed through that first time?" The rumours certainly talked of such. 'Charcoaled' was in fact the termed bandied about at the time...<Response Gregof?>"Too, we have this drawing of the runes," he says when he's feeling a little more himself, carefully drawing out and unfurling the parchment in question from the case at his waist. "This," a finger hovering over the central symbol, not touching even as emerald eyes look up, hopeful, "seems to be the origin, the pulsing center of it all... Is it at all familiar to you?"<Response Gregof?>"And then we have the... the goodwife's belongings, that she kept at her waist all this time... With your permission?" By the shine of his eyes he's caught in the excitement of the puzzle solving now, the show-and-tell of skillfully gathered disparate clues, the siren song of solutions calling from just beyond the next horizon...[OOC]I figure Muzdim and Bosco could come in as they are begining to look through the content of the purse?[/OOC]</blockquote>

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