The Lamentation of Lolth - Chapter I

[Brother Shatterstone]

Mosslime: Finhead Saurial/Male

Mosslime after detecting nothing shakes his head no and moves away from the mill looking for fresh air.

 

[Manzanita]

Drogo

"Well, I think this mill was well worth investigating." Drogo covers his nose with his sleeve, and creeps in the mill, spear in hand.

 

[Verbatim]

Looking down at the slain bodies, Ayden shakes his head in disgust.

"There has been too much killing for my taste. Much too killing by far."

Ignoring the smell of the dead bodies, Ayden begins to examine them all carefully, determined to look at each one carefully to see if in death, they could still tell them something.

OOC: Take 20 on the examination of the bodies, looking for any clues as to what weapon imprints are left on the bodies, and how long they have been there.

 

[Velmont]

"The last person who has used the mill, he has used it as a tomb for some lizardm..." at that moment, Sielwoodan turn green, and seems to try to control himself. "That stench is too much for me... even a dead animal don't smell that bad, must be the fact their is no fresh air in this mill."

Sielwoodan walk outside and take a deap breath. He looks at Felmir who seems to start to be nervous. "Calm down, there is no danger for you."

 

[Majin]

Upon closer inspection Ayden is able to discern that foul play is certainly the cause of death, but cannot tell what types of weapons were used. The bodys appear to have been dead for 2 months. They are slightly further along in decomposition, mostly due to the fact of more than an average number of scavengers picking at them.

 

[Manzanita]

Drogo

"About two months...And how long has this trouble been going on. I can't recall. In any case, let's continue to explore this place." Drogo will look around the room for any other places to explore.

 

[Majin]

The only other things of interest in the room that Drogo's eyes are drawn to are the five darts strewn across the floor as well as two matching ivory handled daggers. Upon first glance they appear to be quite exquisitely made.

 

[Manzanita]

Drogo

OOC: Then there are no more rooms in the mill? No upstairs or anything?

 

[hippocrachus]

Calenthang goes outside with Sielwoodan, finds a rock or log to sit on, and pulls out his sword to sharpen it. "Something strikes me as odd: lizardmen dead and boarded up in a ramshackle mill for a tomb. There is a greater evil at work here," he says to Sielwoodan. And what of the scattered missiles? The tool of some small assassin I think...

 

[Majin]

OOC: Thats right, just the one room. Sorry for not being clearer. I'll make it a note to remedy that in the future.

I didn't describe the mill's inner workings itself as there was nothing really of interest but if your character inspects it closer I will give a thorough description.