Lavinia seems eager to open the chests in the first alcove, but she can see the sense in making sure they are not further protected by traps. Impatiently, she waits as Anar carefully examines the first chest. Finding it to be clear of danger, the rogue stands aside as Lavinia throws open the lid.
"What?!"
The noblewoman's face quickly transforms from glee to consternation. The gathered adventurers looking over her shoulder can see the cause of her mood shift. The chest is empty.
"Quickly, Anar, the next!" Sounding more imperious than perhaps was intended, Lavinia waits for him to make sure the next chest is safe. Upon opening it, she finds yet another empty coffer staring back up at her. So it goes, as Anar and Lavinia open chest after chest in each alcove. Most are empty. Those that are not hold only a small handful of silver pieces, the remnant of whatever wealth originally lay within.
Finally, frustrated, distraught, and on the verge of tears, Lavinia comes to the fifth and final alcove where she finds some reprieve - several of the chests here yield their expected fortunes, undisturbed as were the others. When all is said and done, and all chests opened, the painstaking efforts of Anar and Lavinia have yielded some 3000 gold in coins and gems, along with a large number of ledgers. There is also found a small iron coffer containing a thick pile of documents...a journal of some sort, perhaps.
Lavinia seems drained and dumbfounded; clearly she expected a much greater sum. "Who could have done this?"
