Shackled City - Chapter II

[hippocrachus]

Orpheus smirks at the sudden atmospheric pressure change. He throws off a cantrip without much worry, playing a simple riff on his mandolin.

[sblock]Casting Detect Magic.
I'm glad we've rested, otherwise I wouldn't be able to remember how many spells I have left to cast [/sblock]

 

[Velmont]

Leanthas nods at Orpheus assumption. "If you want to know about the place you've found me, it was the Dwarven's king library. And the room with the lever was his treasure room. I have one question for you two" says Leanthas, looking at Zeric and Raven "How did you enter the treasure room?"

 

[Manzanita]

Raven shrugs. "I was searching this outside room when suddenly this door opened. Maybe I stepped on something."

 

[Velmont]

"So you don't even know how you open the door? Not suprising that no one had ever pulled the lever, if no one have ever entered the treasure's room since the dwarves have left. And if the treasure is so fabulous to your eyes, it is maybe because it is the treasure of a dwarven king, and not the one gathered from slave trade."

 

[hippocrachus]

Orpheus, having spent a long time amongst dwarves and even a dwarven king, was not surprised at all that the dwarf had acquired so much wealth. It almost seemed like a pittance compared to the shear vastness of the complex.
The rest probably never made it into hiding before the civilization fell...
"There you have it," Orpheus states boldly, more than happy to see his hunch proved correct in the face of the self-righteous Zeric. "And if I'm any dwarf-friend, I would say there isn't a dwarven king alive that wouldn't want his unneeded riches to go to just cause."
"'A dwarf don't have a need for gold in the gilded halls of Moradin,'" he quotes in Dwarven.

 

[kirinke]

Alinis visibly relaxes. "It makes sense now," she says slowly. "Forgive me for jumping to conclusions Orpheous. Considering what we were dealing with, I had assumed that this wealth belonged to that slave-dealer. Still I am going to donate some of my own share to the church and orphanage. It can't hurt and I will still have plenty left for myself." she looked sideways at Zeric.

"No one doubts your zeal my friend or your desire to do good. But that must be balanced with practicality." she told the hex-blade quietly, without rancor and saw how exhausted he was. "Once we haul this stuff up, you and Raven probably should seek a bed for a few hours. Exhaustion is as a great an enemy as the evil you seek to destroy."

 

[Verbatim]

While the theory that the slaver never knew that the treasure room was behind the wall was an easy one for the others to accept, especially as they all seemed to be foaming at the mouth to sink their hands into the coins, Zeric merely looked away from them all in disgust.

~I will not allow myself to prosper with the sacrifice of others...~

As the elvish bowmaiden tried to offer a peace branch towards him, Zeric merely stared at her through his bloodshot eyes.

"I shall rest when the job is done, you have no need to worry further about me."

Turning away from her, Zeric approached the dwarven priest and spoke bluntly to him.

"Divide it quickly and let us go. While the others see the remains of a dwarven king, all I can see is the taint of slavery in this room and none of Orpheus' honeyed words will ever make it seem other than that."

 

[kirinke]

Alinis looked at him understandingly. "I know how you feel my friend." she said softly and turned to helping the others divide up the loot, making sure Orpheous doesn't take so much that he breaks his back under the weight.

 

[Mimic]

Althron wasn't too pleased that they were stopping to divide the loot when there was more exploring to do, all it would accomplish was to weigh them down.

"Maybe we should move what we can to the invisible room before continuing on, we don't know how much more we have to explore, I wouldn't want us to be weighed down unless we absolutely needed to be. We can always come back for it. And mind what you touch, if it is from a dwarf king then it is likely booby trapped."

 

[Velmont]

The elf looks at the group who talks over the treasure. As it seems they want it as a reward because they have get rid of some slavers, he decided not to interrupt. After some moment, he decided that he might speed up the conclusion of that discussion. "If you want to carry all that, I can help you. As long as it isn't for more than a few hours."