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<blockquote data-quote="KahlessNestor" data-source="post: 7865426" data-attributes="member: 6801311">Etran’s Folly (Plaguestone)Summer/Day 2/0800Weather: 10 degrees cooler than normal (warm), no wind, light rainRound 0Feedmill/KitchenIt wasn’t hard for Lavina (and anyone with her) to get access to the Feedmill kitchen. Delma, the owner, stopped by in the morning with breakfast for them from her own home, since the Feedmill was closed up after the murder last night. She led the halfling monk around the back to the kitchen door and let her inside.The kitchen contained the cooking utensils needed to operate the Feedmill—kettles, skillets, knives, a mortar and pestle, roasting spits, a sieve, and a butter churner. Of particular note is the kettle of turnip porridge sitting on the counter, next to Bort’s large bowl. Although the remnants are starting to dry out.[SPOILER=Perception 18+]You notice an unusual, faintly floral, smell in the porridge remaining in Bort’s bowl. Checking all the herbs in the kitchen doesn’t uncover a match, nor is the smell similar to that of ground clove and anise in the mortar and pestle that was used to spice the dishes.[/SPOILER]Old ApothecaryGalahad whipped up a quick and simple test for the poison, then found a farmer heading out to his turnip field to show him the old apothecary. As they walked, the old man chatted. “Aye, the apothecary Silwyth Eldara was an elf, she was. Bloody woman did piss-all ta stop the plague that ravaged through here. Just sat in her hut brewin’ up her potions.” He spat on the ground. “When she caught the pox, it served her right.”They passed into a part of the village where all the homes appeared rundown, damaged. No one appeared to be living in this section of the village. They stopped in front of one of the small buildings. It wasn’t really a shop, but another home. “That’s where Silwyth and her daughter lived,” he indicated. “Ain’t no one lived there since the girl disappeared seven years ago. Good riddance.”[spoiler=Rolls]Action: Action: Action: [/spoiler][spoiler=Map][/spoiler][spoiler=Combat Notes]InitiativeTrevor&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Jewel&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Silvi&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Lavinia&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Galahad&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Varen&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Hiromi&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Silvi&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; AC 13&nbsp; &nbsp; HP 12/19Trevor&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; AC 18&nbsp; &nbsp; HP 20/20&nbsp; &nbsp; Galahad&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; AC 18&nbsp; &nbsp; HP 15/15&nbsp; &nbsp; Hiromi&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; AC 17&nbsp; &nbsp; HP 17/17Varen&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; AC 18&nbsp; &nbsp; HP 20/20&nbsp; &nbsp; Lavina&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; AC 19&nbsp; &nbsp; HP 19/19Jewel&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; AC 16&nbsp; &nbsp; HP 19/19[/spoiler][spoiler=GM Notes]Party XP: 80[/spoiler]</blockquote>

[QUOTE="KahlessNestor, post: 7865426, member: 6801311"] Etran’s Folly (Plaguestone) Summer/Day 2/0800 Weather: 10 degrees cooler than normal (warm), no wind, light rain Round 0 [b]Feedmill/Kitchen[/b] It wasn’t hard for Lavina (and anyone with her) to get access to the Feedmill kitchen. Delma, the owner, stopped by in the morning with breakfast for them from her own home, since the Feedmill was closed up after the murder last night. She led the halfling monk around the back to the kitchen door and let her inside. The kitchen contained the cooking utensils needed to operate the Feedmill—kettles, skillets, knives, a mortar and pestle, roasting spits, a sieve, and a butter churner. Of particular note is the kettle of turnip porridge sitting on the counter, next to Bort’s large bowl. Although the remnants are starting to dry out. [SPOILER=Perception 18+]You notice an unusual, faintly floral, smell in the porridge remaining in Bort’s bowl. Checking all the herbs in the kitchen doesn’t uncover a match, nor is the smell similar to that of ground clove and anise in the mortar and pestle that was used to spice the dishes.[/SPOILER] [b]Old Apothecary[/b] Galahad whipped up a quick and simple test for the poison, then found a farmer heading out to his turnip field to show him the old apothecary. As they walked, the old man chatted. [b]“Aye, the apothecary Silwyth Eldara was an elf, she was. Bloody woman did piss-all ta stop the plague that ravaged through here. Just sat in her hut brewin’ up her potions.”[/b] He spat on the ground. [b]“When she caught the pox, it served her right.”[/b] They passed into a part of the village where all the homes appeared rundown, damaged. No one appeared to be living in this section of the village. They stopped in front of one of the small buildings. It wasn’t really a shop, but another home. [b]“That’s where Silwyth and her daughter lived,”[/b] he indicated. [b]“Ain’t no one lived there since the girl disappeared seven years ago. Good riddance.”[/b] [spoiler=Rolls] Action: Action: Action: [/spoiler] [spoiler=Map] [/spoiler] [spoiler=Combat Notes] [b]Initiative[/b] Trevor Jewel Silvi Lavinia Galahad Varen Hiromi Silvi AC 13 HP 12/19 Trevor AC 18 HP 20/20 Galahad AC 18 HP 15/15 Hiromi AC 17 HP 17/17 Varen AC 18 HP 20/20 Lavina AC 19 HP 19/19 Jewel AC 16 HP 19/19 [/spoiler] [spoiler=GM Notes] Party XP: 80 [/spoiler] [/QUOTE]

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