Longbow still at the ready, Mala speaks to the others, oblivious of any temporary issues the others may have. "Should we track it down?" she shouts, her ears still dulled from the cheese stuffed in them. "I think we could find it." 

She watches the others, to see what they are going to do, ready to head back down the stairs.  

Heran blinks as the song ends, suddenly finding herself in the arms of Ghurr. She looks confused as he sets her down. "If we fight them again. Thanks, buddy."

Her attention then goes to the similar, screechy song. Hardly anything like the beauty of the song she fell for. She tightens her grip on her bow as she searches for the source.

Perception if needed: 18

The song you hear isn't screechy, it sounds remarkably similar to the one just sung at you by the mother Harpy. But it seems to carry none of the magical undertones which caught you in its spell. 

Heran, listening carefully you are able to track the origin of the song to the parapet right below where the Harpy Matriarch had been perching when you first arrived on the rooftop. You spot a loose stone in the parapet wall and, removing it, find tucked behind it a small, cheaply made wooden box. The singing appears to be coming from inside the box.

Ghurr follows Heran to the parapet and watches as she removes the wooden box.

"What's in the box?" Ghurr asks, looking around to make sure the harpies aren't returning. "Harpy put here or harpy try take?"

After briefly disappearing into a vision of his deepest and most heartfelt desires, Thurodim finally snaps out of it and looks up, seeing the harpies fly off in the distance and Heran and Ghurr move over to the parapet. It is only then that he realizes he's lying on top of Faera and he quickly gets up blushing profusely under his black beard, briefly glancing over at Mala by the stairs. He quickly turns back to Faera and offers her a big hand getting up, then pulling out the cheese out of his ears. "Sorry, just wanted to stop you from walking off the roof there Faera." He says apologetically.

Faera going from being entranced by the Harpy to walk off the edge of the tower to a vision of her most heartfelt desires, barely even realizes she has been pinned by the half-orc.  She looks a bit dazed as she accepts his hand and gets up.  "Thank you, I appreciate it."

Seeing no one ready to fly down the steps to pursue these creatures, Mala lowers her longbow, stowing it on her back. She heads over to where Heran has dislodged a stone from the parapet and is looking at a box of some sort with Ghurr. "What are we looking at?" she says, a bit needlessly loud.  She realizes the cheese still in her ears and plucks it out, throwing it far away from her.  

She tries to get a look at the box. Hearing the last bit of Ghurr's question she responds, "Perhaps it was meant to attract harpies?" 

"You're welcome Faera." Thurodim says quickly with a deep rumbling voice and a quick shy smile. He then curiously moves closer to where the others are standing. "Perhaps mischief...or treachery." He suggests, trying to get a closer look at the cheaply made wooden box.

Investigation: 10

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trying to get a closer look at the cheaply made wooden box.

Investigation: 10

 As far as you can make out, it is an ordinary wooden box. The lid is of the sort that lifts off, rather than being hinged. 

"Stand back, it could be trapped." Thurodim says, waiting a moment for the others to do so before slowly lifting off the lid to look inside.

Investigation: 8

"I could..." Heran trails off as Thurodim takes the charge in looking at it. With a shrug, she lets the half-orc take the box, and steps back.

"I'm sorry Heran, I just didn't want you to get hurt." Thurodim says, stopping his big green hands just as he is about to lift the lid. "I'm sure you have a better solution to this." He continues, a bit embarrased over his ill-thought-through plan, standing up again and scratching his black beard. "Go ahead Heran, just say if I can help out." The half-orc says, motioning to the wooden box.

Heran shakes her head. "No need to apologize. You have the right idea here, big guy. I just would have a slightly lighter touch for it. But it can still blow up in our face."

The genasi pulls out a pair of lock picks and pliers. "How about this: if I don't notice anything after knocking on it for a little while, you can open it up. Unless we just want to skip all that and just smash it up." She says with a smile, clearly joking.

"Okay, just be careful Heran, and if I see anything suspicious happening with the box I'll just put my big foot in it. That's my speciality Mala says." Thurodim says and grins, his tusks showing a little bit more. As he says that you notice he is actually barefooted, his big green feet heavily planted on the tower roof.

The half-orc then stands ready to throw himself on the box should it explode or..hehe..anything.

Faera heads over to what the others are looking at and sees the box.  "What are you guys doing?  Wait, is that box singing?" she stands back a bit after what happened with the harpies song.

Ghurr watches all the others as they interact and talk about the box.

"Open box now or not open box now" Ghurr finally asks

Mala keeps back, not really having anything to add to the investigation of the box. Too many hands already involved probably.  She starts to wander over to the other bodies scattered around the roof.  She does take a quick moment to make sure none of them are still in need of medical aid - but she was fairly confident they were all far beyond that at this point.  She keeps an eye out for anything interesting they might have been carrying.  (Perception: 18)

"We're trying to see what's up with it." Heran explains to Faera. The barefooted half orc gets a thumbs up at the offer of assistance. "He is right, though. Could be something here, or could just be a box. We'll see soon enough. So get as close as you wish."

The box is set gingerly on the ground, followed by Heran, sitting crossed legged. She takes her tools, usually ones associated with thievery, and goes about checking the box for anything that could potentially go off when they open the box.
((Not sure what roll you want for it, DM, so I'll wait for your call on it!))

I'd say Investigation.

Thurodim will assist in checking the box.
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