To Prove D&D Exists for Echolon

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"Tootsie.  Y'see anything that looks like stolen personal effects?  Not just gear, but anything a dead soldier might want t' make sure gets back to their family?"

 
“Lemme check, hold on.” (Perception: 12) 🤞

The scum and rotten mysterious floaties in the water makes identifying things difficult. Pagh's head is a mashed ruin from Number 9's attention but Toots find something hard on one of the ears covered in mud and blood.

“I found an earring that looks of elven make. Pretty distinctive too.”

Tommary the Unworthy is helping Ilyra get the door out of the hole(?).  "We thinking any of the stuff Toots put in the magic pile back there is stuff we should send back too?  I"m saying, should I go figure that stuff out before we send over edgelord here to give Silverton some answers?"

“Figure that stuff out. If it isn’t what the Elves asked for, then they don’t need to have it.”

Adamantine Armor Plate

Bane Arrow

https://www.dndbeyond.com/magic-items/1876053-bane-arrow

Sack of Endless Sand

https://www.dndbeyond.com/magic-items/837798-sack-of-endless-sand

Heart of the Child

https://www.dndbeyond.com/magic-items/478961-heart-of-the-child

Bottled Breath

Potion of Diminution

Potion of Aqueous Form

Hag's Eye

https://www.dndbeyond.com/magic-items/1610085-hags-eye

What do you plan to do with the badger man?

Upon discovery of the obviously stolen earring and the fact that these cockwozzles were literally drawing healing and sustenance from the necromantically corrupted heart of a murdered child, Ilyara gets Tallboots to help her put up the portable hole.  When the Door was fetched out and arranged, she turned back to the others.  "So it's awful rare that 'turn someone over t' the authorities' is my go-to, but frankly?  Feels like maybe Silverthorn deserves a chace t' mete out some justice of its own to th' folks what waylaid their own Waywatchers.  Bring this shriveled toadstool back and let 'em know we found their team's fate?  If the shoe'd been on th' other foot, I'd've wanted the elven team to do th' same for us.  Also frankly I want absolutely nothing t' do with that awful heart an' maybe letting Silverthorn have it means their mages can do something 'bout destroying it and freeing anything left trapped of the original soul.  Any objections?"

“No objections from me.  He should face the justice of Silverthorn, and I agree that the heart should never be used again, and should indeed, be destroyed.”

“Are we sure we can trust the Silverthornians to destroy the heart, or should we backtrack and chuck it into the volcano’s heart?”

"I agree with Toots. Sonic here should be rendered to Silverthorn posthaste.  For the heart, I don't know if I trust the high ups there anymore than I trust them back at home. I'm wondering if the young soul that had this heart may be saved, and that's something we should trust on us to do right by rather than the grocery clerks who sent us out as errand folks to collect some bills, or their grocery clerk equivalents on the other side of the door.  It's a further shame about Layla, something tells me she'd probably know the right thing to do here."

In effort to do a deeper mental dive on the heart, Arcana 15. 

“At least Layla is with her mate now.”

Are you setting up the door in the intersection?

OOC: So far as I know.

IC:
While the Door was being set up, Ilyara moved back to the broken, shattered rubble of the gynosphinx, digging through it for a few of the more recognizable pieces.  "Hey, Toots.  C'mon.  Let's try and take a little bit back home, t' lay with the remains of her mate.  She'd like that, eh?  Plenty of room in th' portable hole."

“That’s a great idea. C’mon 9, give us a hand, hunh?” As they work, Toots continues. “And Ily, as the holiest roller we got, what do you think the odds are we could maybe help the kid who’s heart we have? Do you think their soul is attached to that gross thing or somethin’? If we destroy it, will the soul be released, or do ya think we gotta do something else first or what?”  

"I ain't really that kinna cleric, Toots.  The Traveler taught me enough 'bout  wicked magic to know it when I see it, but somethin' like that heart?  Could be that chuckin' it in some lava back in the mountain'd be enough to ash it.  Could be that we'd be condemnin' anything left of the poor kid to sittin' in lava for centuries.  If I knew an archmage I could trust, that'd be where we'd go.  As it stands...well.  We got a bit o' time.  Maybe the Traveler'd be willing to lend me a whisper.  Give me a couple of minutes."

Ilyara moved off then, seeking a somewhat-drier spot.  Wherever she wound up, she took her icon of the Traveler in hand, kneeled down, and began a quiet prayer to her deity.  Asking for guidance, seeking some clue on how best to unmake the horrid magic that had been woven into the vile object they'd fallen into possession of.

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Ilyara moved off then, seeking a somewhat-drier spot.  Wherever she wound up, she took her icon of the Traveler in hand, kneeled down, and began a quiet prayer to her deity.  Asking for guidance, seeking some clue on how best to unmake the horrid magic that had been woven into the vile object they'd fallen into possession of.

 You get the impression that if you were to cast Ceremony upon the object it would ensure the soul of the child would be sent most safely on its way. Other methods of destruction would be...iffy.

The door is safely secured to the wall above the waterline (OOC: I presume). and you see the familiar twin on the other side.

Toots whistles the other door open.

"Back already?" The familiar voice of Ganghan Bul asks.