Sv vs Grapple   20

"I bes 'avin' enough o' ye, ye blasted pile o' bolts!"   Attack: 25 Damage: 7

His great axe smashes into the thing, sparks and a bolt or two flying (he hopes).

Finally, Tafod is able to get through the construct's armour. The heavy blow knocks the beast's head right off, and the body collapses. The eyes continue to burn red.

(Congratulations! You each gain 665 XP!)

Tafod will kick the pile of bolts.  "Well, thar's an int'restin' thin', bes sure." He looks around to see if everyone is okay.  "Well, les sees what we bought w' tha' coin now, shall we?"

He will check out the waggon, careful lest there be any surprises inside.

Quyst will check if the foes were carrying anything of value - be it monetary, or information.

 

investigation: 17

Taffod finds a shipment of weapons inside the wagon. There are spears, hand crossbows and shortswords. He also finds a locked chest.
Quyst finds a key on a string around the hooded figure's neck. 
When you try the key in the chest's lock, it opens. It contains 240 gold coins, another of those ceramic jars filled with red paste, and an intricately carved hand crossbow. The crossbow's wood is almost black and inlaid with thin silver wires.

It is the middle of the afternoon. You probably don't have time to make it back to Albridge before nightfall. 

Quyst calls her companions "Hey guys, there are some gold coins here we should split. And this crossbow... It's quite beautiful. Does it look magic to you? I find it quite interesting, if you don't mind I'd like to keep it for now... And there's this red paste thing, any ideas pf what that could be?" 

After spliting the findings, she looks up to the sky "I think we should make camp before it's too dark, but we shouldn't stay too close to this mess."

"Oi think Danver moight bes findin' tha' lit'le gem o' a crossbow roight 'andy, Quyst.  'e kin stand off an' plug th' next bas'ards we needs t' be puttin' inna ground." Tafod grins at the thought.  "Wes be burning th' waggon, too, an' Oi'm thinkin' keep as many of the weapons as we kin 'andle 't arm the revolution, ye ken.  Nae bes good t' foight th' Iron Circle w' pitchforks."

"There's more than one hand crossbow in here," Bram tells the others. "You can flip a coin to see who gets the pretty one, and someone else can take a normal one." Bram will collect whichever hand crossbows anyone is not taking, knowing just how valuable they are to sell. "What's this red paste?" he asks the others, picking up the jar. As he waits for the answer, he looks overhead at the sky. "And, uhh... maybe we should try to make some camp. Away from all the bodies and the dead horse. Besides the smell, it might attract some predators around here." Bram would also look at the pile of bolts that was formerly the construct for anything vaguely valuable looking, thinking that anything made of this much metal might still be precious to shopkeepers somehow. (if you need a roll, please make for me, my stylesheets are still failing every so often on the site and I can't access the dice roller.)

Davner walks over where the goods are and begins to inspect the ornate crossbow after walking around a bit.  Dang sun keeps shining and breaking my focus.”  He grabs a branch from a nearby bush and sits down with it shading the hand crossbow from the sun.

Arcana Check: 8

After taking a bit to look at the crossbow he will come back for the ointment “looks the same as the other, might have different properties though.”  He will do the same routine sitting by the road and shading the jar with the branch.

Arcana Check: 11

After competing that he will drop the branch and walk back to the group.  “This is what I found....” dusting off his hands “Well it’s only midday.  We could make sometime up and camp, lessen the work for tomorrow?”

17 Arcane

Just for the heck of it, Tafod will check the black hand chow, being a dwarf he does have an innate sense about weapons and working metal.

occ 45gp@ yes?

Both the jar and the black crossbow seem magical, but Davner would need to spend longer (a rest) to figure out what properties they have.
Bram picks out some of the more intricate looking gears from the metal construct to sell later. The still-glowing eyes are somewhat unsettling.

The group goes off the trail to find a nice place to set up camp for the night away from the ambush site. 

(OOC: What are you going to do next?)

Quyst will try to figure out the black crossbow before she goes to sleep.

Arcana: 13

"At dawn, we should go back to give Dar the news and bring some of these equipment too, right?"

She's up to carry some of the spare equipment to give to the rebels, too.

Bram will keep first watch during the night, and keep the fire lit to make sure he can see while he does so: 7

The enchantments on the black crossbow seem to be fairly simple, adding minor improvements to its functionality.
Quyst collects the rest of the weapon shipment to bring back to Dar. (4 spears, 4 shortswords and 4 crossbows total)
The rest of the night passes uneventfully as the members of the group take turns on watch.

"We c'uld attempt an'er ambushcade when somebody cumes lookin' fer the waggon?  What sez ye t' tha' oidea?" Tafod suggests.  He will look at the still glowing(?) eyes.  Anything special about them?  Emit heat?  Some weird dweomer?   Perception   8   Investigation   20

"That actually sounds clever, Tafod" answers Quyst, friendly. "It may be an opportunity to further weaken their numbers. But do y'all think its safe? Would they send too many people for us to handle?"

The baleful red glow coming from the construct's eyes is clearly magical in origin.

That’s not a too bad of an idea..... maybe we should bury that head though?”  Davner would add

"It 's kind of disturbing, right? Let's bury it and prepare for another ambush, then" Says Quyst in an effort to capture all of her friends' plans