Strahd's "RttToEE" CLOSED

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Failed, you'll need Read magic for the scrolls.
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Studding the breastplate, Miltiades finds nothing remarkable on it so he pockets the amulet, the ring and the brooch for later inspection, Lenuran will probably find something if they are items of evil nature.
The militia men load the bodies on a cart that stands outside the main doors of the wench, when the winds settle down and after you spoke with Elmo and describe what happened, the captain decides to secure the place with a patrol until the morning.

As for sleeping arrangement, Vesta transfer all the guests, now few left after two bodyguards and one merchant dies, to the other section of the private room.

Second Freeday, Coldeven. 14/3/600

Morning comes. Drizzle pours down from the sky as to cry on the souls which died the last night, upon inspecting the obex, Lenuran understand it is some kind of holy symbol, an evil one. Upon arriving to the main hall, Lenuran invites the big brute to 3 mugs of morning ale, the mood is gloomy, even in the streets outside the atmosphere is a bit suspicious, whispering and rumors hand around, except for the children which continue to play like nothing really happened.

[sblock=ooc] I skipped the conversation part to fasten the game
Learn new spells and do what ever you desire, remember it is freeday, so no commerce is available except maybe for Spugnoir, he will gladly do a favor for you if you need a potion or a scroll. [/sblock]
 
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Ithiken gets up in the morning and spends a few minutes casting Read Magic and checking out the scrolls in the case.

When he is finished, he gets together with the other three at breakfast and asks "Any word on what the cause of last night's... thing... was? There had to be a reason." He drinks a glass of milk and eats a piece of hardened bread. "In any event... we need to head back to the moathouse and hope to fix Korbryn. After that... we've got to do what our mage friend needed us to do, right?"
 

"Indeed," says Lenuran to Ithiken. "We should 'revive' Korbryn, finish our exploration of the moathouse, and then continue on to the ruins to investigate this hobgoblin menace."
 

The Kid nods, but looks sullen. "But I trust this town less and less, no mater what our mission says." After a moment, he fishes something out of his pockets---the pair of feather tokens from the ill-fated assassin. "You recognized these?" He asks the elf.
 


DEFCON 1 said:
Ithiken gets up in the morning and spends a few minutes casting Read Magic and checking out the scrolls in the case.

When he is finished, he gets together with the other three at breakfast and asks "Any word on what the cause of last night's... thing... was? There had to be a reason." He drinks a glass of milk and eats a piece of hardened bread. "In any event... we need to head back to the moathouse and hope to fix Korbryn. After that... we've got to do what our mage friend needed us to do, right?"


"I cast a divination that calls on the knowledge of the dead. Our assassins were sent by cleric lords of the temple of All Consumption. Vecra and Jaroo are known to the assassin as cultists in the village. The divination I used draws directly on the assassin's knowledge, it is what the assassin believed."
 

Ithiken unfolds the scrolls and place a clear prism on top of the words and reads.
Those are divine writing, scribed by the power of a god.
1 scroll of protection from elements (fire) and 3 of cure light wounds.

During the breakfast, Vesta and Ostler apologies multiple times in front of the guests, promising to compensate everyone.
Don't eat that!
Vesta cries as she sees Ithiken eats the hardened bread.
It is several days old, here take a fresh one, on the house, even the fruits are on the house today and the pies …
She puts some tasty honey rolls on the table and apple pie and departs.
Inspecting the feathers, they seem to be pulled from some exotic bird. These tokens are magical and are used commonly by students in universities of magical arts.
Ithiken recognize the pair of tokens as Feather Token (bird)

Despite Freeday, Up in the second story, the local stonemasons, Gister Noshim and his dwarf assistant Tragge Liftsilver are working on Miltiades's room with another local carpenter.

[sblock=ooc]I added "Assassins loot" in the RG, post #4 – magical items among them are unknown for now.[/sblock]
 

Miltiades is calm and reassuring to the inn staff and reassures them that he does not blame them for the night's events but does inquire about another room while his is being worked on. When with his comrades again he says "Our first priority remains to recover our dwarven friend, then we can continue our investigations." He will share his finds with Lenuran to ask if they hold any significance as tokens of the cult, and he will inquire about any knowledge he may hold regarding the Temple of All Consumption. Miltiades will also spend some time consulting his occult texts for references to the Temple of All Consumption.
 

Vesta said:
Don't eat that! It is several days old, here take a fresh one, on the house, even the fruits are on the house today and the pies …
The elf sheepishly puts the rolls that was almost in his mouth, back down on the plate. When it is exchanged for a fresh honey roll, he picks the new one up and bites into it. The taste is exquisite, and he's glad he was told to wait.

After breakfast, Ithiken stands up and begins preparing to leave. "We've got a road ahead of us, gentlemen. We should probably get going." He starts walking to leave, but then stops suddenly. "Oh! Before I forget... here is a scroll of divine power. Some healing magics and an abjuration against the elements. Useless to me... but one of you might find it helpful. Who would like it?"

After handing the scroll off, Ithiken leaves the inn and prepares his mount for the journey back to the moathouse.
 

"The woman had a scroll of divine spells? Did she evidence any clerical power in the ambush?" Miltiades will ask the inn hosts about the woman, what her name was and anybody who knew her well.
 

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