"So that's one vote for beer."

BB declares on hearing Larry.

"Grabbed what food I could from the kitchens, but drink'll run dry fastest."

“If no one else wants the rope, or the rod, I could use them. Not here necessarily, but in general. Someone should take the bubble, who knows what we will face here. I have my necklace of adaptation which keeps me pretty safe. We should spread out the potions, and give the greaters to the non-healers, to keep the healers alive. Anyone have any good ideas for the rest? Please don’t waste the jug on mayo. Beer sounds great right now if I’m being honest. Our allies back in the real world must think we died in an exploding tower. Tomorrow, or when we wake up if there aren’t days and nights here, we will find out how to get home. Oh go ahead, long as we have enough in our waterskins, share a jug of ale. Make it a good one. You lot deserve it,” Keller says.

Gramps is mostly interested in the robe; what patches does it contain?

Ale sounds good indeed Gramps says with a grin that you all have seen often enough in the evenings.

Grandpa assesses the robe, tallying up the various patches it contains.

There are two each that depict daggers, a lantern, a mirror, a wooden pole or staff, coils of rope, a cluster of potions and empty sacks.

Additionally, there are single patches that depict a metal door, a rowboat, a ladder, a bag spilling out gold, a window and a hole in the ground.

((Nice^^, I think I added it correctly to my sheet, Is the bag of gold clearly visible when the robe is worn? If yes he'll pull it off, if not it stays there on the Robe for now))

((Bag of gold would be visible.))

"Beer it is!"

BB makes a jug of beer and accepts whatever potions he is given.

While sipping he grabs the thermal cube,

"Dibs. This and the hole. Never know when you're gonna need a hole."

Grandpa will take of the bag of gold and distribute the amount between the group.

After which he takes a sip from the beer.

((to summarize the items:
portable hole :BB
pole of collapsing: 
breathing bubble: 
thermal cube: BB
alchemy jug: 
immovable rod: Keller
robe of useful items with 8 other patches: Gramps
rope of climbing: Keller
bead of nourishment x 23: 
bead of refreshment x 21: 
potion of healing x 4: 2 Keller, 1 Larry, 1 Gramps?
potion of healing (greater) x 2: 1 BB?, 1 Bolt?
potion of climbing: 
potion of comprehension:
potion of heroism: 
)

((Didn't notice until now, but forgot to indicate quantity on BoN and BoR, since I didn't want to pluralize the word bead and have it break the tooltip, but there is a jar of each. BoN: 17. BoR: 24.))

((BB would take four of the BoN and BoR.

He'll take the greater healing potion as well, if it's pushed his way.

And the alchemy jug.))

"Best I keep the jug, safest with someone that knows how best to use it."

He drains the last if his beer and flops back down to get some rest.

Bolt can grab one of the greater healing potions, but otherwise nothing catches her eye.  "One of the rare few times you actually know something, eh BB?"

Gramps suggests to put the other potions in Black's saddlebags so everyone can easily access them when we need them.

((Would you allow Red to administer a healing potion if one of us is down? If yes I suggest to have 1 or two healing potions be attached to Black in an accessible manner for Red))

((I think with a check, it may be possible for Red to administer.))

BB opens an eye to squint it at Bolt,

"Talking like someone that don't want her beer ration tomorrow."

He snorts before rolling over and hugging his precious beer supplier.

Does the sky change at all as we rest? Do we hear anything odd? See anything change? Anything move from near the tower or elsewhere?

The sky remains unchanging, but in the far distance, there is a plume of dust that rises and disperses, a smudge of movement that looks to be some number of individuals departing the distant ruins to perhaps come investigate the sizable tower on the horizon? The tower continues falling apart, until such point that the upper floor comes off entirely, and part of the library, rumbling and tumbling to scatter across the plain, jolting those of you sleeping awake. The loss of mass from the tower seems to have been enough to relieve some of the strain, as no further rumbles and tumbles happen the rest of the night. It does occur to you that tracks left in the dust from the tower to here may lead any investigators to your current location.

Keller can't believe he forgot to try to cover their tracks, and he goes out and does that while he's on watch during the rest.

((If someone said you already had, and I forgot/missed that, apologies!))

Keller is confident that tracks are covered, and Red does a few low fluttering passes to further obfuscate any signs of passage.

((BB is not a stealthily guy, if anything he dragged his feet to make good, solid tracks.))

BB startles awake at the rumbling and mutters,

"Was...wasna me..."

Before falling back asleep.