Wilfred is able to get the spear and dagger, but everything else seems to be welded in place. "Oh well. I might need to get a bigger bag." Wilfred tests out the heft of the spear, hoping it isn't just ornamental.
As he catches up with the rest, he see Roo' making a circuit around the room. He'll catch up to Roo' and says "Hey there, buddy. How are you holding up. You and Archie got at it a bit back there. Remember, she's just trying to help you, ya know. We're here for you. And none of us want to see you die, right? Right."
As they catch up with the others, he'll say. "Did y'all find anything. I just got the spear and dagger."
Roo pauses his examination of the walls in utter frustration. Not just by the situation or the words spouted at him ceaselessly, but also by the lack of any evidence or anything useful to him in the room.
"Wilfred," he says calmly. "I am about one beak's width from standing back and letting everyone else do all the fighting from now on if I can't get any peace for this matter. Buc. When you're locked in mortal combat with a foe, you expect to shed blood. That is how mortal combat works. I can't very well kill someone with a sword that your big hands would make look like a knife from the back of the room now, can I? I won't entertain another word on the matter."
Corlith doesn't argue with Reed about Archie and Roo needing to relax a little, or about him taking the alchemist's fire, but does have something to say about the healing potions.
"It seems everyone among us has the ability to heal, save for yourself and Wilfred. You should split the potions between you, or at least take one for yourself, Reed".
When Roo collects a healing potion and set of manacles, he nods approvingly and then reaches into the crate and retrieves the smaller items. The copper amulets and silver pin. He considers for a moment and then also takes the caltrops.
"Some useful things", he replies to Wilfred. "Reed has a healing potion for you, that's probably the best of it. unless you want a set of manacles as well?".
He then follows Mortlock towards the next room with treasure.
"Ok, locked chests, that looks more promising", he says and wanders to Reed and places a hand on his shoulder. "Some protection", he says, granting him some resistance in case these ones are trapped.
Archie stops corlith momentarily from pocketing the smaller trinkets, "Wait, Corlith... the pin and the amulets, do not put them on til I've had a chance to identify them, they've got some magic properties. In fact, can I hang on to those, just til we know what they do?" She swipes a set of manacles, a couple of days rations and two of the daggers too, unless anyone argues, "I won't hold onto the alchemist fire because I might accidentally set them off due to heat proximity, but they are damned useful, so someone should take them" she then moves off toward the room where Mortlock went to give a quick observation there before her detect magic runs out on her.
"Wilfred," he says calmly. "I am about one beak's width from standing back and letting everyone else do all the fighting from now on if I can't get any peace for this matter. Buc. When you're locked in mortal combat with a foe, you expect to shed blood. That is how mortal combat works. I can't very well kill someone with a sword that your big hands would make look like a knife from the back of the room now, can I? I won't entertain another word on the matter."
Wilfred nods to Roo'. "Trust me, I understand you. And by no means am I telling you not to fight. I wouldn't dream of it, you a fantastic with the blade, and a pleasure to fight beside. Just sayin', maybe be appreciative of what little Archie did for you? Yea? But I'll stop talking about it now." He give Roo' a solemn nod.
Wilfred looks over the loot. "What have we got left, here? I'll take another dagger, if you all don't mind. Bring me up to three! That's a good number. I might take a couple of the rations, too."
Reed takes the keys from Archie and begins trying them out on the chests.
"I'm beginning to worry that they don't actually have anything valuable," Reed says. "Otherwise I'd think they'd have done something about this water back up problem they're having."
Archie hands the keys off to Reed and excitedly, he goes to each chest and pops the lock easily with the keys. Noting that each chest needed a different key, and that now he has used all the keys that were on the ring.
Tossing the ring back to the IronMaiden, he opens each one, belatedly relieved that none are armed with traps and open quite smoothly. The following is what he finds:
Chest 1 holds 4,500 cp and two red crystal vials with gold stoppers (25 gp each). Each vial contains a potion of fire breath. With the coins and vials inside, the chest weighs 70 pounds.
Chest 2 contains ten eye agates (10 gp each) scattered amid 1,250 sp. With the coins and gemstones inside, the chest weighs 37 pounds.
Chest 3 contains a delicate porcelain dragon mask (25 gp) resting on a bed of 2,400 cp and 500 sp. With the coins inside, the chest weighs 55 pounds. The mask weighs 1 pound.
Chest 4 contains a bronze crown with five spires (250 gp). Each spire is shaped and painted to resemble one of the five kinds of chromatic dragons (black, blue, green, red, and white). The crown weighs 2½ pounds.
You hear Morty give a low whistle as he manages to lean forward a bit to see what is in the chests. But then backs away again.
Reed laughs as he surveys the contents of the chests.
He lets his hands scoop up overflowing palmfuls of coins and lets them fall back down into the chests. He even tries on the dragon crown, puffing his chest out and strutting around like how he envisions royalty walk.
"So your brother brought all this down here?" Reed says as he tosses the crown back on to one of the piles. "Hmm potions of dragon breath, a dragon mask, and a crown with little dragons. I'm sensing a theme here."
He looks at everyone else.
"I say we pack up as much of this as we can carry and call this a successful mission."
Archie picks up chest 1 and weighs in in her hands, then does the same with the second, "I think ill be able to manage these two if you lot can, get the rest... Hey if we leave with all this won't the flaming fists claim it? Should we pocket a bit first, I feel like we've earned it, right?" With that said she plonks the second chest stop the first and lifts them both.
Virro cocks his head when Archie says this, eyes initially going wide with the loot they have found. “This coin had a purpose, this is quite a collection. Is there anyone in the Fists that would know how much is here? I don’t want them hunting us down if we take this and spend it. Archie, is your detect magic still detecting? Is any of this magical? I certainly feel like we have earned it, but I don’t want anyone coming to collect my fingers….”
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"hmm" Archie sets down the loot once more, and observes the contents, the burning orbs in here visor still visible but diminishing at this point, "I didn't think to look closely, hang on" bending over the Cates she practically sticks her head into one, and then the next, "it is odd, all of the money, down to the last copper, every item, all of it is enchanted somehow, or is infused with enchantment magic specifically I should say... I could identify it all but I would need to sleep first, and I am feeling pretty tired, how long have we been down here?" She asks to no one in particular.
Reed holds the crown out as if it it might now be giving off a foul order.
"Everything? Even the coins?" Reed asks. "Maybe it all belonged to Thayan wizards. They like to mark their treasure, don't they?"
Reed paces around for a little bit then goes back to smiling.
"So we just have to unload all of it this afternoon. Then it becomes someone else's problem. Preferably a less than scrupulous moneychanger." Reed says, clapping his hands together. "Problem solved."
Corlith let's out a little whistle at the amount of treasure they have found.
"Well, it is true that there was nothing in our instruction from the Flaming Fist that indicated we are obliged to retrieve treasure. As Reed mentioned, it was quite the opposite, wipe out the follower's of the Dead Three at any cost. Well, this treasure appears to be part of the cost", he says mulling over the ethics of taking the treasure for themselves.
"As for the enchantment, to enchant every coin is a going a bit far. Could that just be paranoia? Where did you say your brother got this treasure?", he asks the last to Mortlock.
Mortlock answers Corlith, "Well, like I said Amrik gave this treasure to the cultists to help get things going, on behalf of my mother." He closes his eyes and it almost looks like he is in pain, then they pop open as he recalls something, "I did hear Amrik mention the name Zariel, though, that means nothing to me." and he shrugs, "Sorry, that's all I can recall. If you are planning on moving this treasure out, I can help if you want."
Archie stops what she's doing, "Zariel? Like from the old wives tales Zariel? The archdevil, once an angel fallen from grace and corrupted by the nine hells, because she didn't tidy her room and brush her teeth.. that Zariel?... I always thought she was cool when I was younger because she became the ruler of hell, of avernus, just by rebelling, so the cautious tale to make me go to bed on time didn't really hold up... But were they worshipping this character or something?" Archie stands confused, and a little amused.
Reed frowns slightly at the mention of an archdevil being associated with the coins, but then shrugs it off. That can be someone a shifty moneychanger's problem too.
He slips the crown into his pack, then picks up the third chest. While Reed is not as strong as some of the others, he's not a weakling, and Wilfred and Roo should have their hands free to keep their weapons out.
"Let's get out of here and unload this stuff," Reed says. "We can live it up in the best inn in town then check out this Low Lantern place Mortie's brother hangs out at."
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Wilfred is able to get the spear and dagger, but everything else seems to be welded in place. "Oh well. I might need to get a bigger bag." Wilfred tests out the heft of the spear, hoping it isn't just ornamental.
As he catches up with the rest, he see Roo' making a circuit around the room. He'll catch up to Roo' and says "Hey there, buddy. How are you holding up. You and Archie got at it a bit back there. Remember, she's just trying to help you, ya know. We're here for you. And none of us want to see you die, right? Right."
As they catch up with the others, he'll say. "Did y'all find anything. I just got the spear and dagger."
Roo pauses his examination of the walls in utter frustration. Not just by the situation or the words spouted at him ceaselessly, but also by the lack of any evidence or anything useful to him in the room.
"Wilfred," he says calmly. "I am about one beak's width from standing back and letting everyone else do all the fighting from now on if I can't get any peace for this matter. Buc. When you're locked in mortal combat with a foe, you expect to shed blood. That is how mortal combat works. I can't very well kill someone with a sword that your big hands would make look like a knife from the back of the room now, can I? I won't entertain another word on the matter."
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Corlith doesn't argue with Reed about Archie and Roo needing to relax a little, or about him taking the alchemist's fire, but does have something to say about the healing potions.
"It seems everyone among us has the ability to heal, save for yourself and Wilfred. You should split the potions between you, or at least take one for yourself, Reed".
When Roo collects a healing potion and set of manacles, he nods approvingly and then reaches into the crate and retrieves the smaller items. The copper amulets and silver pin. He considers for a moment and then also takes the caltrops.
"Some useful things", he replies to Wilfred. "Reed has a healing potion for you, that's probably the best of it. unless you want a set of manacles as well?".
He then follows Mortlock towards the next room with treasure.
"Ok, locked chests, that looks more promising", he says and wanders to Reed and places a hand on his shoulder. "Some protection", he says, granting him some resistance in case these ones are trapped.
Archie stops corlith momentarily from pocketing the smaller trinkets, "Wait, Corlith... the pin and the amulets, do not put them on til I've had a chance to identify them, they've got some magic properties. In fact, can I hang on to those, just til we know what they do?" She swipes a set of manacles, a couple of days rations and two of the daggers too, unless anyone argues, "I won't hold onto the alchemist fire because I might accidentally set them off due to heat proximity, but they are damned useful, so someone should take them" she then moves off toward the room where Mortlock went to give a quick observation there before her detect magic runs out on her.
Wilfred nods to Roo'. "Trust me, I understand you. And by no means am I telling you not to fight. I wouldn't dream of it, you a fantastic with the blade, and a pleasure to fight beside. Just sayin', maybe be appreciative of what little Archie did for you? Yea? But I'll stop talking about it now." He give Roo' a solemn nod.
Wilfred looks over the loot. "What have we got left, here? I'll take another dagger, if you all don't mind. Bring me up to three! That's a good number. I might take a couple of the rations, too."
Reed smiles at the sight of the chests, nodding happily.
"The locks don't look too complicated,' Reed says, but then holds a hand out to Archie. "But maybe we should try the keys first."
Archie places the keys into reeds hand with a nod, "go ahead." She stands back a bit as Reed makes an attempt
Reed takes the keys from Archie and begins trying them out on the chests.
"I'm beginning to worry that they don't actually have anything valuable," Reed says. "Otherwise I'd think they'd have done something about this water back up problem they're having."
Archie hands the keys off to Reed and excitedly, he goes to each chest and pops the lock easily with the keys. Noting that each chest needed a different key, and that now he has used all the keys that were on the ring.
Tossing the ring back to the IronMaiden, he opens each one, belatedly relieved that none are armed with traps and open quite smoothly. The following is what he finds:
Chest 1 holds 4,500 cp and two red crystal vials with gold stoppers (25 gp each). Each vial contains a potion of fire breath. With the coins and vials inside, the chest weighs 70 pounds.
Chest 2 contains ten eye agates (10 gp each) scattered amid 1,250 sp. With the coins and gemstones inside, the chest weighs 37 pounds.
Chest 3 contains a delicate porcelain dragon mask (25 gp) resting on a bed of 2,400 cp and 500 sp. With the coins inside, the chest weighs 55 pounds. The mask weighs 1 pound.
Chest 4 contains a bronze crown with five spires (250 gp). Each spire is shaped and painted to resemble one of the five kinds of chromatic dragons (black, blue, green, red, and white). The crown weighs 2½ pounds.
You hear Morty give a low whistle as he manages to lean forward a bit to see what is in the chests. But then backs away again.
Reed laughs as he surveys the contents of the chests.
He lets his hands scoop up overflowing palmfuls of coins and lets them fall back down into the chests. He even tries on the dragon crown, puffing his chest out and strutting around like how he envisions royalty walk.
"So your brother brought all this down here?" Reed says as he tosses the crown back on to one of the piles. "Hmm potions of dragon breath, a dragon mask, and a crown with little dragons. I'm sensing a theme here."
He looks at everyone else.
"I say we pack up as much of this as we can carry and call this a successful mission."
Archie picks up chest 1 and weighs in in her hands, then does the same with the second, "I think ill be able to manage these two if you lot can, get the rest... Hey if we leave with all this won't the flaming fists claim it? Should we pocket a bit first, I feel like we've earned it, right?" With that said she plonks the second chest stop the first and lifts them both.
Virro cocks his head when Archie says this, eyes initially going wide with the loot they have found. “This coin had a purpose, this is quite a collection. Is there anyone in the Fists that would know how much is here? I don’t want them hunting us down if we take this and spend it. Archie, is your detect magic still detecting? Is any of this magical? I certainly feel like we have earned it, but I don’t want anyone coming to collect my fingers….”
A wizard is never late, nor is he early, he arrives precisely when he means to.
Reed frowns at the mention of the Flaming Fists.
"They're not getting any of this," Reed says. "It's ours. Collateral damage and all that."
He grabs the crown again.
"We don't need a chest for this one," Reed says. "I can just stick it in my pack."
"hmm" Archie sets down the loot once more, and observes the contents, the burning orbs in here visor still visible but diminishing at this point, "I didn't think to look closely, hang on" bending over the Cates she practically sticks her head into one, and then the next, "it is odd, all of the money, down to the last copper, every item, all of it is enchanted somehow, or is infused with enchantment magic specifically I should say... I could identify it all but I would need to sleep first, and I am feeling pretty tired, how long have we been down here?" She asks to no one in particular.
Reed holds the crown out as if it it might now be giving off a foul order.
"Everything? Even the coins?" Reed asks. "Maybe it all belonged to Thayan wizards. They like to mark their treasure, don't they?"
Reed paces around for a little bit then goes back to smiling.
"So we just have to unload all of it this afternoon. Then it becomes someone else's problem. Preferably a less than scrupulous moneychanger." Reed says, clapping his hands together. "Problem solved."
Corlith let's out a little whistle at the amount of treasure they have found.
"Well, it is true that there was nothing in our instruction from the Flaming Fist that indicated we are obliged to retrieve treasure. As Reed mentioned, it was quite the opposite, wipe out the follower's of the Dead Three at any cost. Well, this treasure appears to be part of the cost", he says mulling over the ethics of taking the treasure for themselves.
"As for the enchantment, to enchant every coin is a going a bit far. Could that just be paranoia? Where did you say your brother got this treasure?", he asks the last to Mortlock.
Mortlock answers Corlith, "Well, like I said Amrik gave this treasure to the cultists to help get things going, on behalf of my mother." He closes his eyes and it almost looks like he is in pain, then they pop open as he recalls something, "I did hear Amrik mention the name Zariel, though, that means nothing to me." and he shrugs, "Sorry, that's all I can recall. If you are planning on moving this treasure out, I can help if you want."
Archie stops what she's doing, "Zariel? Like from the old wives tales Zariel? The archdevil, once an angel fallen from grace and corrupted by the nine hells, because she didn't tidy her room and brush her teeth.. that Zariel?... I always thought she was cool when I was younger because she became the ruler of hell, of avernus, just by rebelling, so the cautious tale to make me go to bed on time didn't really hold up... But were they worshipping this character or something?" Archie stands confused, and a little amused.
“More talk of hell, and now devils”, Corlith says with narrowed eyes. “There is far more to the trouble here and in Elturel than meets the eye”.
”Regardless, let us take our spoils and get out of this dank hell hole, and we can decide the rest later”.
Reed frowns slightly at the mention of an archdevil being associated with the coins, but then shrugs it off. That can be someone a shifty moneychanger's problem too.
He slips the crown into his pack, then picks up the third chest. While Reed is not as strong as some of the others, he's not a weakling, and Wilfred and Roo should have their hands free to keep their weapons out.
"Let's get out of here and unload this stuff," Reed says. "We can live it up in the best inn in town then check out this Low Lantern place Mortie's brother hangs out at."