Elra finally decides to open the bag of holding to see of there was anything inside it.

The sun begins its slumber as the party tends to Gundren and finds a good deal of treasure King Grol's various minions have been collecting for him.

As Zeke stands watch he sees Yeemik come around the corner where the owlbear had been locked up.  He is leading roughly a dozen or so goblins and also a goat on a string.  "Ah, hey boss, you all good down there?  We got everyone on board ova' here."

Yeemik suddenly gets a puzzled look in his face and then puts his ear up to the tower door where presumably the displacer beast has emerged victorious.  Looking back at Zeke he asks "did you?"  "OH HO HO I knew I liked you guys.  Don't mess with these guys, that's what I've always said."

Yeemik gives a nod to a few of his followers and they start to unbar the door.  If Zeke protests Yeemik says "don't worry, don't worry."  Slowly Yeemik opens the door and says "hello, beasty?"  "OOOH that is NOT pretty.  He's got dinner for a month!  "Good beasty" he says, taking another step into the room but when a loud snarl comes from the displacer beast presiding over his large kill Yeemik says "ok! ok!" and quickly retreats.  Closing the door and nodding to have it barred again he says "well, we'll just leave 'em be to calm down until you guys are gone.  He's not too much trouble the rest of the time, long as we feed 'em."

Ethan's eye bug out as he sees what's in the last chest.

Almost ignoring the gold, Ethan begins taking out various gems and holding them up to a crack in the wall/roof, so the light from outside can shine through them.

"Oh wow, these are great!"

"So many things...."

Ethan is lost in thought, thinking of all the things he could build.

"What about um..." Elra squints her eyes closed and thinks. "Azzinax... or the false Azzinax. Grol threw him in there too..."

Ethan stops what he is doing and grabs the bag from Elra,

"Ah! Um I wouldn't just open that, at least not with your hands, you know, if you want to keep them that is."

"I can probably setup a temporary, external field stabiliser, so we can extract anything inside, but I wouldn't suggest we do it without."

Elra doesn't seem to understand much of what Ethan just said, besides the part about possible loosing her hands. "Oh, sorry. I was just curious... um..." she pauses, "Maybe I should go and look at what remains of Oghma's shrine..."

Let's do it the fair way...evil laugh...(kidding)... Ethan DEX: 18 , Elra DEX: 11

If you two agree on whether or not the bag got opened that's fine.  If not or you'd rather go with what this roll suggests, that works too.

(boo)

never mind, you're way ahead of me

(Thank Oghma we agreed. Elra rolled a nat 1)

Fae’s ears would perk when she’d hear Elra exclaim Gundren’s name, feeling a wave of relief wash over her. Just as she’s retrieving what looks to be Gundren’s gear, Elra comes and scoops them up to rush them to him. A cloth bag also caught her attention and would be the next item she’d draw from the chest, but that too would be scooped up and quickly identified. A thought would cross her mind about the sword and shield, but the Wizard would decide to side step away from the chest while the others moved about with purpose, allowing the others to complete their extensive review of the items first. She also did not want to overcrowd Gundren as he regained his bearings. Tarja and Elra were doing a great job checking in on the man who’s must have been through a lot. 

When Zeke would approach giving her a once over and addressing her directly, she could feel her cheeks redden from his concern. Truth be told, she recalled Grol only managing one blow, and it was against him. Fae would tilt her head a little bit, trying to inspect his physical wounds before meeting his gaze, “I am.” She’d smile a genuine smile, with a nod of affirmation. “Thank you.”

A polite smile would grow across her lips to Ethan’s excitable and detailed explanation of what he could do with the bag of holding. Fae would give him an assured nod in response. The wizard would be happy for him to upgrade his gauntlet.

(wow I’m slow... Lots more happening while I posted. She’ll just stand quietly I guess.)

((Eep sorry Fae... didnt know you had the same ideas i had))

"Oh Fae, look this book, I think it might be a wizards book, uh, a spellbook."

Ethan grabs the spellbook and hands it to Fae,

"I haven't had a close look at it, maybe you want to see if its special, or has some spells in it?"

Ethan places the remaining unidentified items on the ground next to each other, so they can be examined by anyone, before going back to the malfunctioning bag.

Ethan takes out a few odds and ends and creates a cage like apparatus to go around the bag.

Ethan magically inscribes some sigils around the cage at various joints, and then places the bag inside.

"There, that should keep the bag from destabilising until I can have a proper look at it later."

Ethan attaches the cage to his hip, on the opposite side from his gauntlet.

"YEEMIK GET YOUR CRAVEN ASS IN HERE RIGHT NOW!"

Shaking off the guise of the Spider, your charlatan takes the form of Grol. The illusion of a staff is replaced by an illusion of a mace.

Ethan looks over as he sees Arvel transform.

Ethan smiles,

"I love illusion magic, so much fun."

"I bet you'd use the word 'verisimilitude' right now."

"I'm not even sure what that word means..."

"Verisimilitude? What's that, is that a type of copying magic, simili, sounds like similar..."

Ethan looses himself again for a moment, thinking about magic.

"Wait. Really? I'm the only one who knows 'verisimilitude' here? It means 'giving the semblance of reality without actually being real'. A vocabulary is like a show pony, you know. It's no good unless you take it out for a trot now and then."