//Princes of the Apocalypse\\

"... hmph. Curious." He picks it uuuuupppppp?

Rey picks it up.

He quickly covers it in a rag, and puts it in his bag for later. He thinks to himself;

'this may be good to get back to The Enclave if it's been upsetting the balance of things... maybe they can identify it if we can't.'

"So what now?" He says to the group.

Yuron will lower his crossbow and ask "Friends it looks as if we may be done here, should we get back to town?"

How long have we spent in here?

You've spent about four hours in the cave. It's getting late, although you can probably make it back to Red Larch before dark, if you leave now.

Leofir says suspiciously, "So *this* was the cause of all the plague trouble? I feel like we're missing something. However, if we're done then we should get moving before nightfall. Who knows what is lurking around here at night?"

Leofir shrugs, takes the wand (if Shaa didn't grab it), checks the coins and gems, and then begins to back track.

Perception 19

Stealth 14

Yuron will see Leofir making his way out and turn to the others "we better get going guys otherwise we're going to have to sleep in this cave"

18 stealth

Orbis follows the other out.

Shaa keeps the wand. At least now until he can discover what it does. 

" I 'll need a few minutes to identify the wand. I d pefer to do it in the tavern." Shaa says to his companions. 

"By the way how much did we get it the cave ?"

Leofir says to Shaa, "Looks to be roughly 80 gold and 160-170 silver pieces and 4 polished gems. It's all here in a separate pouch. (He pats the side of it) Not to mention the 4 shortswords and shortbows to be sold. We can split it up in the Red Larch Inn where we have more gold waiting. Plus we put an end to this madness in here at the same time and helped the town. Not bad for a day's work."

"Sounds good to me. I could do with an ale."

"I could have done without all the living dead, what a foul smell they brought with them... especially that clown" he says with a chuckle.

At hearing "that clown," Leofir takes out the two silenced bells from the Jester that he pocketed, removes the cloth from inside and jingles one in each hand with a big grin on his face.

"Why in Lathandars name would you take those things? There's still blood on them and they smell awful."

"We are safe, we have survived, but this isn't over. That was just the tip of one tentacle of the evil that still lurks here. That so called mad lord was nothing but the first pawn to be taken from the board. Let's have a rest before we plunge further into the evil madness that awaits." Orbis realizes how serious he got. "Let us go back to the inn and drink. We will drink to survival, to victory, and mostly to excess!

Leofir laughs and says, "They weren't *too* dirty, plus they make playful sounds. I couldn't resist. His Jester hat was too smelly though." He says with a wink.

Then says to Orbis, "Indeed, I feel like there's more to this as well. A few clowns and some maniac wouldn't corrupt this much. Alas, you're right, let's get to safety."

He continues onward, putting the cloth back in the bells to silence them and repockets them for some other time.

The return to Red Larch is uneventful. The innkeeper greets you with your reward.

"Well, how was it? And who is this cat you bring with you?"

"This beefy feline is Rey. I'm not completely sure about him but he makes the bad things die... Or re-die depends how you look at it."

Leofir says, "This this Rey, and he's purrfect in a fight. We came across a cave system with all manner of monstrosities—undead clowns, rock traps, and some insane man calling himself the Lord of Lance Rock who seemed to be the ring leader of it all. There was also a strange floating sigil atop of an altar of severed limbs with an image of an eye in it as well." (Leofir will describe it if Shaa doesn't show it to her)

"Anyway, the immediate threat at Lance Rock is gone, but something tells me there's more to all of this. Does any of this ring a bell?" Leofir takes a Jester bell out and gives it a couple light rings before pocketing it, while maintaining a straight face the whole time.