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Message: <blockquote data-quote="BoldItalic" data-source="post: 6760413" data-attributes="member: 6777052">Seeing his friend's distress, BoldItalic pulled a flask of cordial from his pack. "Swallow this, if you can," he said, "it will bring some relief." Rylnethaz did so, and after a few moments began to look a little less green in the face. "Thank you," he said, and after he regained his composure added "That was a close-run thing, was it not?"Before BoldItalic could reply, the hideous corpse heaved suddenly and the two friends leapt aside, one readying his staff and the other his sword for fear that it was not truly dead. But it soon became clear that it truly lived no more, for there was a violent eruption of foul gas as the contents of its gullet spewed forth from its still half-open maw and its now-empty hide deflated into a pathetic heap and was finally still.Some of the discharge splashed over their boots, which began to smoke alarmingly. Bold Italic quickly conjured up a great flood of water that rose briefly above their ankles before ebbing away, having flushed the floor of the chamber clean. A number of solid objects remained, however, that the grue had evidently swallowed in the past but not digested. Some were unrecognisable, perhaps thankfully so; but the magnetic focus, now useless, was amongst them, as were a kobold's boot, a drinking horn, a silver chalice, the leg of a table, a gold figurine of a horse, a tree stump (possibly an elm tree, thought Rylnethaz), and obsidian sword-hilt, a golden casket (empty, alas) and, last but not least, a jewelled golden crown fit for a king.Rylnethaz picked up the crown and gazed at it thoughtfully. "Could this be the crown of my ancestor Orfindel?" he wondered, "We found none in his tomb," and he placed it upon his head, to try it for size. It fitted perfectly. "It looks well on you," said BoldItalic admiringly, "Keep it, and strive to win a kingdom of your own. Then you may wear it with pride.""In shall do this," said the elf looking suddenly regal, "But you must be there to set it on my head when the time comes; for you, as much as I, have won it in battle this day. And you must take your reward too. The gleaming chalice, the horse and the casket, at least take those. You may be able to trade them in a city for scrolls and tomes of your choosing.""Your majesty is most gracious," said BoldItalic with a bow, "But if I might venture some advice, there is first the small matter of getting out of here. We are deep in a maze of tunnels and our guide has carelessly made himself unavailable."</blockquote>

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