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((No one actually mentioned checking Redithidoor...but, assuming someone will...))

Underneath where Chatrilon had fallen, you can see the Redithidoor's body was pierced clean through from the other man's rapier. The hole goes through his upper back, and likely was instantly lethal, as the young Elf does not show any signs of life, though his eyes are still wide open, staring into nothing.
 

Caine closes Redithor's eyes and drags his body off to the side. "We'll take him back to Hommlet on our way back. I'm hoping that someone there might know what faith he is so that he can be buried properly... after all, we don't want him coming back to haunt us now do we?"

"Friend Hedwan, why don't you see what you can make of Chatrilon's gear? The way I see it, he forfeited his rights to take them to the afterlife with him when he betrayed us... Agreed?"

He looks at Brar, "I don't suppose you have any way of speaking with the dead or of preserving these bodies against decay long enough to get them back to Hommlet do you?"
 


Krog listen partially at his friend conversation while keeping an eye for any danger.

"Preserving the body, talking to the death, Are these people crazy? The only good thing we could do with this traitor is put them in my next soup."

Krog quickly stops thinking about it as he starts to salivate at the idea of having the human prepared in a vegetable soup.
 

"As for his belongings, no one need cling to the stuff of this world after they have passed into the next. By all means let us search for any clue as to why he might attempt to kill us."
 


Hedwan mutters a few arcane words and looks over the items Caine discovered, although also taking a look over Redithidoors body as well for anything magical.

OOC: Casting Detect Magic, giving a good sweep of both the items, Chatrilon's body and Redithidoor, also doing a general sweep of the area.
 

"After determining what does what's magical and what's not why don't we just stick these in a bag... well, except the rapier, bow, & shield... and divy them up or sell them later?"

Caine drags Chatrilon's and Redithor's bodies back up near the entrance and leaves them where the sun won't hit them (and cook them). "We can take these two back to town later on.

"Shall we continue?"
 

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