Tulgi nervously answers "Um...Yeah I did shake hands. That's right we shook hands."
Something sounded off to Roxaria, hearing the nervousness in Tulgi’s voice. “And that was all? Nothing else? This is quite important. Urgon is dead. You said yourself that your days are numbered. Something sinister is happening and if we cannot figure it out, there may be more deaths. Certainly, you do not want to see this happening to anyone else?”
"Huh..." Eline continues to use the mage hand to gently touch the dwarf's veins and examine them. Her eyes are still closed. "So it's likely contagious then. We should be careful here, Trem and Roxaria. I feel...I feel that there is not just magical elements brewing in this affliction, but alchemical properties too." Eline opens her emerald green eyes again, and dispels the mage hand with a wave of her own. She walks over to the dining table, and looks around. The three of them would have to wash themselves thoroughly tonight in order to stave off any residual affliction that they might accidentally touch in this house. Fanning her sweating face once more, Eline also casually looks about to see if there are any splayed open journals or documents around the room, or on the table.
Gods, but a hot bath sounded wonderful! Eline wonders if the Jolly Dwarf offered such.
(21 Intelligence Investigation Check with a 4 Dexterity Stealth Check to try and conceal her eyeballing.)
Kha notices the others don't seem to have had any luck turning anything up, so he says another prayer to Kord, this time blessing his own abilities to find something useful. He then continues to dig further into the mess, flipping through the spilt books in the hopes to find some sort of journal of the dwarf's travels before turning his attention to under the bed for signs of a hiding place for an treasures the explorer may have found.
(Investigation: 6)
"Well... I don't' see anything of use here. Maybe we should head to that other dwarf's place to see how the rest of our group is coming along...?"
Eline noticed a journal entry on the table about relics and a side note that just says Uttolots.
Tulgi notices and harshly barks "Get away from there that's personal"
Eline backs away, hands raised. "Alright, alright, I'm sorry. Won't happen again." She turns to Roxaria and nods, indicating that she is done here, for her part. Secretly, she casts her mage hand, which stealthily draws out a copper wire from her component pouch. Mouthing the words to the Message spell (cantrip) as quietly as she can, and striving to stealthily make her somatic gestures, she casts the spell.
(1 Dexterity Stealth Check to quietly mouth the spell as well as conceal her somatic gestures. It's also to keep the dwarf from seeing the wire being removed from her component pouch by her mage hand cantrip.)
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Roxaria crosses her arms akimbo tightly as soon as Eline warns her and Trem that Tulgi is contagious. She notices Eline nodding quietly to her signaling she is done as Tulgi’s burst of anger startles her. Roxaria wants to test her hunch regarding Tulgi’s lie, “When did Urgon pass away? Was it yesterday? Five days ago? I mean, I’d be terribly upset if I were lied to and had to report that to Elro. How would he react? Especially, if you had contact with other residents? Might he make you leave Palebank to protect the rest of the village?”
Tulgi reluctantly responds. "Alright, enough with the questions. I barely know Urgon, but I knew he came back from exploring with relics. When he died, I saw my chance and stole every relic I could find."
Trem ignores Roxaria and thightening lips. He walks in, enjoying the heat. Ahhh that's better! He notices that it might be a bit to hot for the girls, much to his amusement. Trem enters the simple cabin like he visits here every day.
Eline is quite the charmer herself. We could be a good team! The questions from the girls pull Trem out of his daydream.
Did you, or Urgon, have contact with anyone else? Did anyone else touch those relics?
Having utterly failed her ability to keep quiet and discreet about her spell, Eline just simply points to Trem and quietly whispers a message to him with her spell:
"Good question there. Also, first off, it's likely contagious. Second off, there's alchemy involved. Third off, I feel like we've got what we came here for. I don't want to stand around and wait for whatever has infected the dwarf to spread to us. Also, also, side note: in the short glimpse I caught of one of her journal entries, it had a note written in the margin...Uttolots."
All of this is softly whispered under her breath, and only Trem can hear, as the message was directed at him.
Eline turns to Tulgi now. "So you stole from a dead man, and are likely paying the price for it." Looking back at Roxaria, Eline gestures with her head toward the door, as if to say, 'let's get the hell outta here!' Eyeing the stricken dwarven woman with pity, Eline shakes her head.
Eline nods in understanding as Trem takes the lead in getting them out of the cabin. She keeps her mouth zipped, and says nothing further to Tulgi. She nods to Roxaria and follows after Trem. Eline swings her overcoat back around her shoulders, and prepares herself to enter back out into the blistering cold. Gods, she didn't like the cold! She wanted nothing more than to sink into a warm bath, wash up, and snuggle up to some warm blankets!
Eline shivers then as he rests his arm around her, and not because of the cold. She can feel a slight redness tickle up her face and ears, and it's certainly not because of the cold! Maybe she spoke too soon in her head though, because now she really was shivering from the cold this time. It caught up to her, and lanced into her very bones, it seemed. Gods! She hated it! She let herself be guided by Trem toward the inn, as well as being shown a secretly confiscated journal of Tulgi's! An audible gasp escapes Eline's lips, and she looks up at him, her eyes wide with surprise.
"You mean you...--" she quiets her voice significantly then, "you mean you lifted that off of the table? Do...do you know what this means?"
"No, no, no! I didn't mean...I just...I think you did the right thing. There was something in that journal, Trem. Something written in the margin on one of the pages...it was just one word...'Uttolots.' I've never heard of that before, and I want to mull it over. Maybe there's something in the notes surrounding the entry we can look over! It might help us find more clues to this affliction!"
She flashes a bright smile to him. "I think you did what needed to be done. No need to be ashamed!"
Tulgi nervously answers "Um...Yeah I did shake hands. That's right we shook hands."
Something sounded off to Roxaria, hearing the nervousness in Tulgi’s voice. “And that was all? Nothing else? This is quite important. Urgon is dead. You said yourself that your days are numbered. Something sinister is happening and if we cannot figure it out, there may be more deaths. Certainly, you do not want to see this happening to anyone else?”
Insight 11
"Huh..." Eline continues to use the mage hand to gently touch the dwarf's veins and examine them. Her eyes are still closed. "So it's likely contagious then. We should be careful here, Trem and Roxaria. I feel...I feel that there is not just magical elements brewing in this affliction, but alchemical properties too." Eline opens her emerald green eyes again, and dispels the mage hand with a wave of her own. She walks over to the dining table, and looks around. The three of them would have to wash themselves thoroughly tonight in order to stave off any residual affliction that they might accidentally touch in this house. Fanning her sweating face once more, Eline also casually looks about to see if there are any splayed open journals or documents around the room, or on the table.
Gods, but a hot bath sounded wonderful! Eline wonders if the Jolly Dwarf offered such.
(21 Intelligence Investigation Check with a 4 Dexterity Stealth Check to try and conceal her eyeballing.)
Kha notices the others don't seem to have had any luck turning anything up, so he says another prayer to Kord, this time blessing his own abilities to find something useful. He then continues to dig further into the mess, flipping through the spilt books in the hopes to find some sort of journal of the dwarf's travels before turning his attention to under the bed for signs of a hiding place for an treasures the explorer may have found.
(Investigation: 6)
"Well... I don't' see anything of use here. Maybe we should head to that other dwarf's place to see how the rest of our group is coming along...?"
Eline noticed a journal entry on the table about relics and a side note that just says Uttolots.
Tulgi notices and harshly barks "Get away from there that's personal"
Roxaria's instinct tells her that Tulgi is lying about meeting Urgon.
(Roxaria please roll persuasion check)
Eline backs away, hands raised. "Alright, alright, I'm sorry. Won't happen again." She turns to Roxaria and nods, indicating that she is done here, for her part. Secretly, she casts her mage hand, which stealthily draws out a copper wire from her component pouch. Mouthing the words to the Message spell (cantrip) as quietly as she can, and striving to stealthily make her somatic gestures, she casts the spell.
(1 Dexterity Stealth Check to quietly mouth the spell as well as conceal her somatic gestures. It's also to keep the dwarf from seeing the wire being removed from her component pouch by her mage hand cantrip.)
Persuasion 12
Roxaria crosses her arms akimbo tightly as soon as Eline warns her and Trem that Tulgi is contagious. She notices Eline nodding quietly to her signaling she is done as Tulgi’s burst of anger startles her. Roxaria wants to test her hunch regarding Tulgi’s lie, “When did Urgon pass away? Was it yesterday? Five days ago? I mean, I’d be terribly upset if I were lied to and had to report that to Elro. How would he react? Especially, if you had contact with other residents? Might he make you leave Palebank to protect the rest of the village?”
Intimidation 19
Tulgi reluctantly responds. "Alright, enough with the questions. I barely know Urgon, but I knew he came back from exploring with relics. When he died, I saw my chance and stole every relic I could find."
Trem ignores Roxaria and thightening lips. He walks in, enjoying the heat. Ahhh that's better! He notices that it might be a bit to hot for the girls, much to his amusement. Trem enters the simple cabin like he visits here every day.
Eline is quite the charmer herself. We could be a good team! The questions from the girls pull Trem out of his daydream.
Did you, or Urgon, have contact with anyone else? Did anyone else touch those relics?
Player: Any Good Alignment // DM: Lawful Evil
Having utterly failed her ability to keep quiet and discreet about her spell, Eline just simply points to Trem and quietly whispers a message to him with her spell:
"Good question there. Also, first off, it's likely contagious. Second off, there's alchemy involved. Third off, I feel like we've got what we came here for. I don't want to stand around and wait for whatever has infected the dwarf to spread to us. Also, also, side note: in the short glimpse I caught of one of her journal entries, it had a note written in the margin...Uttolots."
All of this is softly whispered under her breath, and only Trem can hear, as the message was directed at him.
Eline turns to Tulgi now. "So you stole from a dead man, and are likely paying the price for it." Looking back at Roxaria, Eline gestures with her head toward the door, as if to say, 'let's get the hell outta here!' Eyeing the stricken dwarven woman with pity, Eline shakes her head.
Thanks for the warning, Eline. Please play along with me.
Is what Trem replies to the message.
Don't be so harsh on the dying woman. We'll take our leave now. Where are relics now by the way Tulgi?
Persuasion check: 15
On the way out Trem will try to pocket the journal if he thinks he might get away with it.
Sleight of Hand check: 23
Player: Any Good Alignment // DM: Lawful Evil
Trem was able to take the journal unnoticed.
Eline nods in understanding as Trem takes the lead in getting them out of the cabin. She keeps her mouth zipped, and says nothing further to Tulgi. She nods to Roxaria and follows after Trem. Eline swings her overcoat back around her shoulders, and prepares herself to enter back out into the blistering cold. Gods, she didn't like the cold! She wanted nothing more than to sink into a warm bath, wash up, and snuggle up to some warm blankets!
Ugh! That damned cold! Trem wraps an arm around Eline and tells her:
Quick, to the Inn!
Once he feels sure that Rox can't hear him he softly adds:
Look what I got...
Trem carefully opens his cloak to show Eline the Journal.
Player: Any Good Alignment // DM: Lawful Evil
Eline shivers then as he rests his arm around her, and not because of the cold. She can feel a slight redness tickle up her face and ears, and it's certainly not because of the cold! Maybe she spoke too soon in her head though, because now she really was shivering from the cold this time. It caught up to her, and lanced into her very bones, it seemed. Gods! She hated it! She let herself be guided by Trem toward the inn, as well as being shown a secretly confiscated journal of Tulgi's! An audible gasp escapes Eline's lips, and she looks up at him, her eyes wide with surprise.
"You mean you...--" she quiets her voice significantly then, "you mean you lifted that off of the table? Do...do you know what this means?"
I... uhm I thought... it seemed... it's important right? I thought you might want to read it...
Trem stammers, his face turning red now.
Player: Any Good Alignment // DM: Lawful Evil
"No, no, no! I didn't mean...I just...I think you did the right thing. There was something in that journal, Trem. Something written in the margin on one of the pages...it was just one word...'Uttolots.' I've never heard of that before, and I want to mull it over. Maybe there's something in the notes surrounding the entry we can look over! It might help us find more clues to this affliction!"
She flashes a bright smile to him. "I think you did what needed to be done. No need to be ashamed!"
Trem's face turns even more red, before he sheepishly replies.
Wanna read it together? It might be better to not tell Rox for now.
Player: Any Good Alignment // DM: Lawful Evil