Shards of Memory--Act I: The Boundless Void

[Bront]

Diedrik looks a little embarassed.

"Very true, I should have considered a lack of object potentially meaning someone else actively took it from the confines of the ship," he says a little sheepishly, "Kirkesh, are you a religious man?"

The troubadour holds forth the holy symbol, "Never took much interest myself, but perhaps you could enlighten me?"

"No, not particularly, but perhaps Vanessa may know more of such things. See if you can't take one allong," Kirkesh says.

OOC: Any clue as to what the symbol is?

 

[Rystil Arden]

(OOC: It's higher than DC 10 to know specifics, so you have to have at least a rank in Know: Religion to try the check, sorry You're pretty sure it's for a Rowaini angel, though.)

 

[Bront]

As Kirkesh heads over to grab one, "Isn't this a Rowaini angel? Not sure the significance, but the shape seems right, or at least reminds me of something like that from long ago."

 

[Festy_Dog]

Diedrik lets Kirkesh take the holy symbol he has in hand, not aware of any others nearby.

"If Vanessa knows anything about it do inform me of what she has to say. I'm curious as to what may have happened aboard this ship, not that it bears any relevance to us," Diedrik says, "Any tidbits or supplies on this hulk that will prove useful or make our colleagues' lives easier? Spare gear can only help us out in the long run."

He has a brief look around for spelljamming equipment, but is likely to get distracted by anything interesting.

 

[Rystil Arden]

*Diedrik doesn't find any useful Spelljamming equipment on the ship, at least except the helm, which they can't safely carry along.*

 

[Bront]

Kirkesh nods to Diedrik, "I will. Not sure how relivent it will be, but it is a curiosity at least."

"Well, we can check what they have left in the hold, but I don't see much worth salvanging here. Perhaps simply some of the basics, rope and such." Kirkesh says.

 

[Rystil Arden]

(OOC: Let me know if you guys are ready to move on)

 

[unleashed]

Zaeryn T'Erilan, Male Altanian Arcanist

“Well I’ll leave it to you to work out what to take and leave, but I wouldn’t mind taking a look in the helmsman’s chamber before we go, as Kirkesh sparked my curiosity with his description of the helmsman earlier. Would anyone like to join me?” Zaeryn asks, waiting to see if anyone does wish to join him, before heading up to take a look.

[SBLOCK=OOC]He’ll cast detect magic again before going into the helmsman's chamber if required.[/SBLOCK]

 

[Rystil Arden]

*Taking a closer look at the helmsman and the chamber, Zaeryn determines that only the magical item is the helm. The helmsman appears to have a dagger in his chest that has killed him, although this is not immediately apparent because his hands are on the dagger, occluding the view.*

 

[Festy_Dog]

"You're right, he certainly does make you curious in his own deeply disturbing, horrifying sort of way," Diedrik says to Zaeryn as he lays eyes on the helmsman.

He takes a closer look, then with a quick gesture and muttered words casts Detect Magic.

"Heh, here I was hoping the dagger was magical," the troubadour laments, "I'd ask if you'd want the honour of prying his cold dead hands off the weapon but I guess that's in my job description, right?"

Diedrik makes an effort to free the dagger from the helmsman's corpse in order for them to get a better look at it.