Strahd's "RttToEE" CLOSED

[DEFCON 1]

Ithiken looks around this bedroom of sorts, and raises and eyebrow. "Looks like this might give us the best idea of who exactly's been hanging around here." He moves over to the first bed and reaches for the satchel by it... then upends the bag onto the bed to see what it holds.

 

[Voadam]

"Kid, Korbryn, please keep watch down the corridors while we examine these personal effects." Miltiades brings his everburning torch closer to the pile to see the contents.

 

[Strahd_Von_Zarovich]

The satchels contain mundane items. Soap, wooden cutlery, empty bottles, metal plates, several shorts and shirts are the majority of them.
There is nothing worth stealing or loaning.

 

[Voadam]

"Well then, let us see what is in the iron box."

 

[Rhun]

Korbryn keeps a vigilant watch down the corridors, peering into the darkness with his sharp dwarven eyes.

 

[stonegod]

"Hold, let me check that box!" The Kid interrupts. With care, he retrieves his tools and begins insuring its safety.

OOC: Check'n for traps (Search result of 19 taking 10).

 

[Strahd_Von_Zarovich]

Thandis quick check reveals no trap, he tries to open it but the box is locked.
Korbryn ears pick the sound of boots and talking from the north passageways.
He can't figure out the language.

 

[Rhun]

"Company..." hisses Korbryn to his companions, trying to keep his voice low enough to not be overheard. He moves to stand next to the passage, his back against the wall so that he cannot be seen, and his blade held ready to cut the legs out from under the first enemy to enter the room. He strains his ears to listen to the boots and voices, to determine if they are getting closer.

 

[DEFCON 1]

Ithiken quickly pulls out his wand of Magic Missile, and does a quick reaffirm that his hour-long Mage Armor spell is still up from the fight against the undead.

 

[stonegod]

The Kid pulls free his daggers and quietly hustles to the other side of the door from the stalwart dwarf.