With the target taken care of, and the pendant in the tinker's hands, Storm stands up and brushes off his knees from the grass and dirt. "Well done." He says to his troops. "We didn't even destroy too much of the place while doing so." He gives a grim smile for the troops and moves back to the villa. "Let's have a drink on our host's tab one more night." He calls to his soldiers.

Bryn sheathes his rapier with a flourish and heads back over jauntily with a smile. 

Grandpa tells the others that it is a pendant to stabilize the unconscious, that also helps getting healed faster. He puts it on his neck in the hope, which he kind of knows there is not, that it will fix his current condition.

When Storm walks back to the villa he shouts:

"Aye, I could use a drink! Maybe that will give me my sight back

Hahahaha"

After which Black will ride him into the villa were he will take a seat and ask for some wine, hoping that the servants of his host will still get him some, even when looking like he currently does.

Quick would have made it outside in the time you were stripping Vrin, and watches interestedly as you make sure of the job. He has no need to be the one to finish him off.

Big Bolt moved to search a body, but her hands were still too large to get into their pockets, so instead, while she's 14 ft tall, she rounds up the fallen mercenaries (merely stepping over the fence to retrieved the one that landed on his head), laying them out in the courtyard. Six dead local mercenaries, plus one tough, and one of Vrin's flunkies in addition to the boss himself.

Grandpa struggles to pull the necklace over his head, having to still one ear through first, then the other. He makes his way inside, asking for a drink.

"Drink usually takes sight, not grants it, but I'll say you all have certainly earned a drink, I'll pour it myself!", Quick says as he and his bodyguard return to the villa as well.

"Does someone have the ability to remove Gramp's blindness?" Storm asks of the group. "Might be something to set up in the morning, as we won't want him blind in the morning..." (thinking of any cleric that could change to prepare lesser restoration for the morning...)

Randy raises his hand and replies in almost a whisper "Well, I'll have to commune with Mother Nature but I could cure his blindness tommorow, for breakfast. Would that be ok? "

Verne keeps from under the massive feet of Bolt, but does his best to help with the dead. Upon hearing the request from their exalted leader though he runs to stand close to Storm. "I can, Sir. Would be my honour to try and return sight to old Grandpa." He chirps in with the enthusiasm of a new recruit. Although he's been with the company for some time now, he still has that eagerness to prove himself.

"I've never seen the like... are his eyes still there? Maybe surgery?", asks Quick.

Rusty grunts.

"I can try, boss, but I make no promises."

Rusty will stump over to Gramps and cast lesser restoration, his eyes shining with a purer sort of light for an instant.

(Since I used tides, should I roll for surge then?  If so: 25)

((Rusty, make a Wis Save please!))

(Assuming I still have bless active since I don’t think it’s been a minute)

Wis save: 8(2)

((It's been well over a minute.))

A seam forms in the flesh over Grandpa's eyes and he's able to see, but still possesses ears that stick out past his shoulders.

Rusty morphs into a electric blue metal sheep.

A smile twitches the corner of Storm's lips at the sight of the electric blue sheep. He shakes his head as he glances to gramps. "Well, at least you can see now." Looking back to the sheep. "Hopefully that will wear off... eventually."

Patter, who has been sitting back, arms crossed, leaning against the side of a building watching the squad absorb the last bits of chaos, wonders if Kinras will dream of electric blue sheep.

Then he turns to Quick and gives him a look that says, “good?” He tries to remember when they are supposed to report for their next assignment.

"Well thank you Rusty, hopefully you can understand me as a sheep, I am glad I can see again."

Grinning back at Storm

"Well at least I can hear everyone very very good now, but yeah would be nice if my ears, and Rusty sheepiness wears off over the night."

((Rusty has an INT of 2 currently.))

Rusty bleats meaningfully.  Or maybe there was just a fly.

Shortly after that, Grandpa feels weight return to him as he's no longer able to fly. He still has enormous ears and is covered in that slick, shiny coating.

Quick seems pleased with the job done, "Like I said, anything they had on them is yours to keep. If it's stuff you don't have a use for, leave it here, I'll see it sold and let the Foreman know to credit it to your unit. Stables, you and anyone else feeling up for some dirt moving in a bit? Figure put 'em in the ground outside the fence, if any of theirs want to claim them, that's where they'll be."

((Bolt's initial investigation was trash, but that must have just been because she's too big. Rolling the bodies between the 11 of you, you'd turn up anything that was on them. I'm assuming you aren't stripping them of their clothes.))

"Aww can't fly anymore, although this might be a good sign for my ears to eventually disappear as well.

and you will probably turn back normal soon than as well Rusty"

Patting the sheep on his back.

"Did anyone have a look at the bodies yet, if they got anything interesting on them? No? Than I'll have a quick look after this drink"

After grandpa finishes his drink he'll go outside and check the bodies to see what they wear, and what else they have on them. While he'll also go to the barn and end the stinking property from the ball bearings, putting them back in his bundle, as he doesn't want the smell to stay there for Quickfingers or his servants.

((Loot edited above, in case it wasn't in there when you posted.))

"I don't suppose you found a large sum of coin and gems? Vrin was supposedly buying me out, but him showing up in force makes it seem like that might not have ever been his intent."