Ruik's Carrion Crown Pt1

A knock is heard at the door as Vashian arrives exactly at the appointed time. It's clear by the look on his face that he doesn't completely approve of strangers being involved in local matters, but he keeps his comments to himself, focusing his involvement entirely on the reading of Petros's will. Kendra isn't sure whats's contained in the will, cince part of it's stipulation was that all of the Hero's must be present for it's reading. Councilman Vashian produces a scroll case, shows that the professor's personal seal is unbroken, then breads the wax and opens the case. As he does, a small iron key falls out of the tube, clattering noisily onto the table. Undaunted by the key, the councilman begins to read.

"I, Petros Lorrimor, being of sound mind, do hereby commit to this parchment my last will and testament. Let it be knows that, with the exception of the specific details below, i leave my home and personal belongings entire to my daughter Kendra. Use them or sell them as you see fit, my child."

"Yet beyond the bequeathing of my personal effects, this document must serve other needs. I have arranged for the reading of this document to be delayed until all principals can be in attendance, for i have more then mere inheritance to apportion. I have two final favors to ask."

"To my old friends, i hate to impose upon you all, but there are few others who are capable of appreciating the true significance of what it is i have to ask. As some of you know, i have devoted many of my studies to all manner of evil, that i might know the enemy and inform those better positioned to stand against it. For knowledge of one's enemy is the surest path to victory over its plans."

"And so, over the course of my lifetime, i have seen fit to acquire a significant collection of valuable but dangerous tomes, any one of which in the wrong circumstances could have led to and awkward legal situation. While the majority of these tomes remain safe under lock and key at the Lepidstadt University, i fear that a few i have borrowed remain in a trunk in my Ravengro home. while invaluable for my work in life, in death, i would prefer not to burden my daughter with the darker side of my profession, or worse still, the danger of possessing these tomes herself. As such, i am entrusting my chest of tomes to you, posthumously. I ask that you please deliver the collection to my colleagues at the University of Lepidstadt, who will put them to good use for the betterment of the cause."

"yet before you leave for Lepidstadt, there is a matter of another favor-please delay your journy one month and spend that period of time here in Ravengro to ensure that my daughter is safe and sound. She has no one to count on now that i am gone, and if ou would aid her in setting things in order for whatever she desires over the course of this month, you would have my eternal gratitude. From my savings, i have also willed to each of you a sum of one hundred platinum coins. For safekeeping, i have left these funds with Embreth Daramid, one of my most trusted friends in Lepidstadt-she has been instructed to issue this payment upon the safe delivery of the borrowed tomes no sooner than one month after the date of the reading of this will."

"I, Petros Lorrimor, hereby sign this will in Ravengro on this first day of Calistril, in the year 3434."

Once the will is read, Councilman Vashian looks to Kendra, who thanks him and dismisses him. Putting on a brave face, Kendra thanks the Heroes again for coming, and informs them that she'll need at least a few weeks to decide if she wants to sell her family home or remain here in Ravengro.

"In the mean time however, you all need a place to stay. I would be honoured if you would all stay here for the month father asked you to remain, you will be fed and there is plenty of room for everyone. But i you will excuse me i will go fetch the chest that was mentioned in the will."

She returns with a small chest of oak and iron. "I am rather uneasy of what this chest may contain so please, one of you open it."
 

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Too curious to hold back, Xilena stands up. "Sure I'll open it" She strides to the chest, opening it to find ...
 
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Alphred was undecided. He had hung back while those who had mourned the professor had discussed amongst themselves. His lack of grief, he feared, would provide an unfortunate social awkwardness. He knew he had to come along for whatever had been left for his master. After all, by his master's will, all of it would be passed down to him.

Unfortunatly, that meant the responsibility was passed down to him as well. Its not like he had anything better to do really. He was merely a wandering soul. He waited in the corner as the other guests investigated the chest.
 

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Too curious to hold back, Xilena stands up. "Sure I'll open it" She strides to the chest, opening it to find ...

"Hold on a second!" Mal said quickly, moving to put a restraining hand on Xilena. "I'd think the professor would probably have safeguards in place to keep these books out of the wrong hands. Can anyone take a look, who's got gadget or better magic training than I do? I've spent so much time studying ley lines, I'm afraid I don't have a broad base in spell theory."

[sblock=ooc]Mal isn't trained in Know:Arcana or Spellcraft, so him casting detect isn't especially useful. :) [/sblock]
 



"Your actions seem quite unnecessary, the Professor would not bequeath to his friends and loved ones a trapped chest without warning of the safeguards. The only danger of which the Professor spoke was the information itself."

Gor shrugged and crossed his arms across his chest "But Gor will not argue the slight precaution if it makes you feel better. If you are still uneasy after your magic, Gor will open the chest."
 

Kyrus walked in the door, remarking to gor, “place it wherever you like, my friend, thank you for carrying it for me” he turned to the motley crew that had also been invited to the house and was a little relived to see both catfolk here. It almost guaranteed that he would be able to question them. He knew he was late, but was saddened that he only had time to look over and nod before a man entered the room. Knowing what was about to happen, he took a seat on his huge chest along the wall and silently waited.

As vashian read the will, Kyrus was surprised he mentioned the tomes at all, tomes that Kyrus knew of and knew well, to both a group of strangers as well as his own daughter. Stifling his nervousness, Kyrus simply lowered his hood and listened. When it was finished and the chest was brought in, Kyrus giggled at how the group almost bickered at how to handle the chest. When detect magic was cast, Kyrus glanced over at the table as saw something quite funny, but he simply smiled. As gor spoke up, his words rang true. The professor was no fool, and he would never place anyone, let alone his own daughter in any sort of danger if he didn’t think they could handle it.

I agree with Gor…” standing up, he walked over and leaned against the table at which the will was read from. “… he wouldn’t do anything to put us in harms way.” He raised his hands in reassurance. “don’t misunderstand me, its good that you are checking for magic, after all, maybe it was sabotaged with explosive runes to kill us all, or perhaps a summon monster spell to bring a rust monster…” he let his hands fall behind him to support himself” “… but I doubt it. Besides… “ he plucked up the key from behind him. “… you might need this.” He flashed his usual smile.
 

Stopped by Mal, Xilena starts to pout. "But I want to see what's in it ..." Crossing her arms "See Gor is right, the professor would never harm us." Although ignoring the second half of what he said. Sadly she then notices what Kyrus weaves with the key, bowing her head and ears in embarrassment.
 
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