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The Lamentation of Lolth - Chapter II

Hearing Trond while he was searching for another access, Sielwoodan start to relax.

"Finally!" He walks his way to Trond to see what will happen to the mayor.
 

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Drogo

"Trond. It appears Applebottom was involved in the dam which was causing the strife between your peoples. Applebottom, it will go easier on you if you tell us all you know. Speak now!"
 

Hurrying into the next room, Ayden heard the familiar voice of Mayor Applebottom call for a truce from behind the gathering of his companions. Wincing as his shoulder brushed against the wall as he squeezed through, Ayden nodded his head as Drogo spoke to Sheriff Trond.

"You are surrounded with no place to run to Mr Applebottom, but more importantly, you forced us to take the lives of two strangers of whom we bore no malice towards. It would also seem you are responsible for causing us to take the lives of the three lizardmen warriors the day we entered town. Much blood has been spilled by your actions sir, and we will have answers from you."

Pausing to regain his composure, Ayden fought back another wave of dizziness from the loss of so much blood.

"Speak sir, and may Finder have mercy on your soul for the acts you have committed."
 
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Andreas nods in agreement with Ayden's words, then his eyes widen in alarm as he sees the priest sway slightly on his feet. He lays a steadying hand on Ayden's shoulder, and speaks quietly to his friend.

"You're badly hurt. Can you continue here, or do you need to be taken to Brother Ernest? After all, we don't want you collapsing in the middle of an interrogation." He says the last jokingly, but concern is clear in his voice.
 
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As if on cue, Ernest enters the room escorted by one of Trond's guards. Taking in the situation quickly he too puts a steadying hand on Ayden and gently ushers him to the back of the party.

All the while Mayor Applebottom looks on, venom in his eyes, as he spits in the parties direction. "I shall tell you nothing," he growls.

Trond walks over to where Ayden is being tended to by Ernest. "I know the mayor... at least, I thought I knew the mayor. But I know him well enough to say that he won't talk. I will take him from here. What I would suggest of you is to search the whole building. Osborne must have a safe hidden somewhere. I know that is where he keeps all his business documents. It is possible that you will find something more there." He motions for Ernest's escort to round up the rest of his men to take Applebottom into custody.

Ernest then proceeds to fully heal the party, one by one in order of the seriousness of their wounds. Trond strips Osborne of his possessions, and after examining each of them for any useful evidence he hands them over to Ayden. "He will have no more use for these things. Maybe they can aid you in your search. My men will go through the fallen men's possessions outside as well. You are welcome to anything of their's you may find useful. I will be outside if you need anything."

OOC:

Osbornes Possessions
-Short Sword
-Ring
-Brooch
-Container of ointment
-Bag of dust
-Potion vial
-Masterwork might composite shortbow [+2]
-30 arrows
-Brass key
-Master key
-Masterwork Thieve's tools

And surprise! You guys leveled! (All except Bro tho of course, but he's gettin there! ;) ) Go through and update your character sheets and post what changes you have made in the OOC thread. I'll trust you all to make your own hit die roll too. Great job guys!

Seonaid - Feel free to come in anytime. :) We can just have you replace Chaos in the lineup and say you were there in his stead if no one else has a problem with that. ;)
 
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As the healing warmth spread through his body, Ayden felt his head clear, but knew that while Yondalla's gifts may have closed his wounds, his body would still need time to regain its strength.

"Thank you Brother Ernest, surely Yondalla smiles upon your kindness."

As the stout cleric begins tending to the others, Ayden turned as Trond stripped the soon to be ousted Mayor Applebottom and placed a pile of trinkets and weapons on a table beside him.

"You also honor us with your kindness Sheriff, and I promise we will continue to honor our promise to you and the council in seeing this matter resolved."

Looking over once more as Applebottom was escorted away, Ayden sighed and turned to face the others.

"While I do not know why Applebottom has turned his back on his people, perhaps his records will enlighten us where his words will not."

Pausing, Ayden pointed down to the gathered items at their side and looked to Andreas.

"I have used all the blessings that Finder bestowed upon me for the day during the fight. Could you call upon the weave to look for us? Perhaps we can use Applebottom's tainted gifts for a good cause."
 

Calenthang quietly grabs a few arrows from the table to restock his own quiver. He motions for the other archers to do the same, his usual cheerfulness evident once more on his sharp face.
 

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Pausing, Ayden pointed down to the gathered items at their side and looked to Andreas.

"I have used all the blessings that Finder bestowed upon me for the day during the fight. Could you call upon the weave to look for us? Perhaps we can use Applebottom's tainted gifts for a good cause."

"It will take but a moment." Andreas says happily, sitting himself in front of the pile of the Mayor's possessions. He chants for a moment, then looks closely at the stack of assorted gear in front of him.


(Casting detect magic. Given no other pressing matters present themselves, Andreas will take his time and study each item long enough to gain as much information as he can.)
 

A burst of radiant magic erupts from the table as the majority of the items shine to Andreas' eyes. The mayor's short sword itself radiates a simple transmutation aura. Studying the ring and brooch, Andreas notes that they both emit a faint abjuration signature. The potion and container of ointment are mildly conjurative. Finally the bag of dust itself shines the brightest with an illusion aura.
 

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