Ah yes, as you wake up, you feel your strength restored, fully!

Creak wakes up and preens himself, “That was a pleasant surprise- I’m alive!- Pretty bird!” He exclaims with both arms raised in victory.

Balmaris stands and stretches from his place in the corner of the room and proceeds to work on unbarricading the doors - feeling renewed vigor at the return of his strength.

 Gralwynn slouches forwards and stretched outward, smacking her lips, she mutters; "At least they made a decent lullaby" putting on a wicked smile, she added: "Why not go find these friends of ours and thank them for the service?"

As everyone gets ready to go, Rynna begins to sketch out the required gestures and mumbled the incantations under her breath for mage armor.  A fierce sense of protection wells in her gut as for a moment phantasmal armor appears before fading.  Once she is certain the spell was complete, the more laborious process of ritual casting begins.  This time she works through the detect magic ritual.  The magic settles about her like a mantle and her eyes sting for a moment before settling.  Hopefully being able to see magical auras would help avoid other incidents with shadowy critters of doom.

Adric wakes up, feeling like he could take on the legions of Hell (but hoping that he won’t have to). “Let’s be more careful today and not touch any mysterious orbs in this cursed place.”

Creak chirps and bobs his head, repeating Adric, “Cursed orbs- C-c-cursed orbs- A’NOPE!” Creak waves his arms in a firm no motion, “Let’s get a move on, y’all.” Creak will take point once more. We’ll be heading to the bottom room on the map and walking North.

Balmaris will follow Creak out the door

"Indeed my feathered companion, I shall keep my curiosity to myself for now...."

Rynna follows the others, keeping her eyes sharp.

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Alas, she is somewhat distracted by the conflicting information she receives with her detect magic spells.  It wasn't like she had a lot to practice on back home.  Cow pats were decidedly non-magical.

Gralwynn takes up 4th position in the marching order, casting Guidance on Creak as she moves into position. 

You all move out of the room and back along the hallway, heading north. You move back through the den-like space where you fought the doorcreature and into a grandiose bedroom. A large wood-framed bed with a rotted feather mattress dominates the middle of the room, with a wooden footlocker at the base of it. Along one wall there is an open create with a bunch of torches and a lumpy leather sack in it.

Balmaris eyes the footlocker and the lumpy leather sack, then thinks twice about touching them.

Rynna does a sweep looking for magical influences.  If it's clear then she'll motion for the others to check out the containers.

Gralwynn's eyes keep darting between the chests and Creak, nodding at their canary to do something. 

Creak will then carefully sneak up and lift the pouch with his rapier, very, very carefully.

The pouch lifts without any kind of issue. It has a bit of weight to it, but not much. 

Alright, Creak will open it.

Balmaris will duck behind Gralwynn

Inside the leather pouch you spot several long waxy candles! Fifteen of them, to be exact.

Creak tilts his head in confusion, and then closes the bag and slings it back over his shoulder. He gives a thumbs up to the rest of the group, tosses a candle to Rynna, and signals for them to follow. He will continue on the path that they were going.