Strahd's "RttToEE" CLOSED

The Kid chimes in at the dwarf's remark. "Uh, it flew off. We didn't kill it. Things that run away have a nasty habit of showing up again..."
 

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Spugnoir - Herbalist from Hommlet

Moving to the main hall where the stairs that leads to the Ground level are Spugnoir leans on the black pillar and adjust his robes.
I spent the last twelve years exploring this place and I've know that some outside forces have began exploring it. They have uncovered something under the moathouse that I was unaware of, I took a glimpse of what they found before I hid over here.
He scratches his forehead and starts to walk to the room where you found the stuff on the white blanket. He circles the unconscious Gnoll and the dead ones and mutters something about good job.
Yes! I saw her.
He points to the dead priestess
Just before I sneaked to the Old storeroom, you see … I attempted to take on the dragon alone two days previous and lost, luckily the dragon didn't chase me and there were no gnolls over here when I fled downstairs but I could smell them…
He takes a look at the destroyed skeletons and continues
I heard them talking, they have uncovered a hidden chamber of some sort underneath this dungeon, there is another secret entrance of the dungeon I know, from the out side, however I never explored it before.
Do you know what those are?
Lenuran asks and points to the stuff on the white blanket
No, but I assume this are ritual equipment for their sacred ceremonies.
The wizard replies.
could be ... could be ... better to keep them and investigate later
 

Korbryn listens carefully to all that the old wizard has to say. "We shall put an end to these foul rites," he says in a low voice.
 

As the group goes over to the items on the floor, Ithiken begins pointing out specific things that he detected as being magical. "Well, the torch and the three black cones are magical... and this black ball has a moderate aura of evocation. What is might be is hard to determine." Ithiken then goes over to take the three potions from the dead cleric. "As far as these potions are concerned, their auras are of conjuration, enchantment and abjuration. Unfortunately I am not knowledgable of alchemy to be able to make a determination of what they specifically do... but logic tells me that the potion of conjuration is probably a healing elixir. Any spellcaster of ability would not go anywhere without a few of those."
 

"Let us gather all this up then and leave now. These items bear further investigating, but it would be better done in a safe setting rather than within a sinkhole of metaphysical evil. And I wish to see master Spugnoir safely back with his daughter. We can then return later to continue our explorations within."
 

Korbryn

"Although I loathe the thought of leaving here while evil still lurks, yer idea has merit. I am wounded, and we have much to discuss and plan. Let us return to Hommlet, and come back to this place on the morrow."
 


The Kid gathers up what he can in a sheet and hands it to the dwarf. "Lets close up what we can while we can. Do we want to take the vermin with us?" I nods to the gnoll.
 

The dwarf nods. "I believe would should. Although perhaps not all the way back to town. We'll interrogate it, and then drop it in a shallow grave."
 

Lenuran and Spugnoir

Gathering and wrapping the Priestess stuff with the blanket, you decide to leave and escort the wounded potion seller to the safety of the town of Hommlet.
Be aware then we have been told that we are not welcome in the town until the winds of the murder in the welcome wench will cool down.
Lenuran says.
What murder?
The wizard inquires
There was a traitor among us, a secret servant of the old one, he murdered our friend, you'll hear all about it when we'll arrive, surely the gossips and rumors spread like a fire in a wilted corn field in the small town, the local sheriff suggested we'll lower our profile.
Turning to the other Lenuran continues
Let's take him to the outskirts of town and return, surely we don't want the denizens to wait us or flee without a trace or clue nor do we want to let the blue cursed wyrm to recover during the night and meet us in the morning … with his terms this time, what do you say?
 

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