Tzedaka approaches the Elven skeleton (with crown?). She studies the body for some time, then composes her thoughts and casts "Speak with Dead"
"Hello my friend, your help will be greatly appreciated. I am sorry to disturb your slumber."
(Question 1): "What is your full name, rank, and title?"
Question 2: "What is a secret that you know of that others would not?"
Question 3: "Do you have relatives that I could give a message to?"
The bones shifted into what might have passed for a comfortable position in life.
"Saravir Camcarneyar, Former Regent General ofTìranduil Kelthas."
" I know a secret way into Tìranduil Kelthas that even my Clan is unaware of......however I still have my honour and would not share the information with filth like you despite my banishment."
" None that would not skewer you on spikes for Ishtra to have sport with...."
Tzedaka considers his answers. She is unthreatened by his angry answers
Saravir Camcarneyar, you have a rare opportunity here that dee demon Ishtra has not provided you. If you truly know me, what injustice do you seek me to remedy for you?
final question. : “I will let you rest after one final question who or what army killed you?
Tzedaka considers his answers. She is unthreatened by his angry answers
Saravir Camcarneyar, you have a rare opportunity here that dee demon Ishtra has not provided you. If you truly know me, what injustice do you seek me to remedy for you?
final question. : “I will let you rest after one final question who or what army killed you?
The skull lolls at Tzedaka, " Injustice? Banishment. Betrayal....by my own child. But I cannot complain, I taught her well and she made good use of those lessons to take what she wanted."
At the final question there was a sudden deep and earnest laugh from the skull, " If only it had been such, what a death it would have been.....many enemies would I have hewn that day. But alas it was not to be, a moments inattention on the trail. A mere scratch within the mire....I paid it no heed. But when I awoke my leg was afire and I could feel the poisoned blood moving within me......a mighty warrior capable of unleashing both blade and hellfire. And yet I never bothered to learn any dweomers of healing or cleansing.....and so I perished....sweating and soiling myself in a gully before the fever took my mind and the elements my life."
(Tzedaka would take an item if offered but otherwise, she would not ask for any of them)
ooc: fine, Herman takes the ring vs poison
in order to add it to the invenstory
does it look like this?
https://www.dndbeyond.com/magic-items/5153-ring-of-poison-resistance?srsltid=AfmBOoqZyDW0g0Ir9DD0MG7kplcsXxMNTHiNVjm7jjpQAHX7EvMLNw6i
Tzedaka approaches the Elven skeleton (with crown?). She studies the body for some time, then composes her thoughts and casts "Speak with Dead"
"Hello my friend, your help will be greatly appreciated. I am sorry to disturb your slumber."
(Question 1): "What is your full name, rank, and title?"
Question 2: "What is a secret that you know of that others would not?"
Question 3: "Do you have relatives that I could give a message to?"
( You can just add it in notes. It will offer Immunity to Poison, but will then crumble to bone dust.)
The bones shifted into what might have passed for a comfortable position in life.
" Saravir Camcarneyar, Former Regent General of Tìranduil Kelthas."
" I know a secret way into Tìranduil Kelthas that even my Clan is unaware of......however I still have my honour and would not share the information with filth like you despite my banishment."
" None that would not skewer you on spikes for Ishtra to have sport with...."
Tzedaka considers his answers. She is unthreatened by his angry answers
Saravir Camcarneyar, you have a rare opportunity here that dee demon Ishtra has not provided you. If you truly know me, what injustice do you seek me to remedy for you?
final question. : “I will let you rest after one final question who or what army killed you?
The skull lolls at Tzedaka, " Injustice? Banishment. Betrayal....by my own child. But I cannot complain, I taught her well and she made good use of those lessons to take what she wanted."
At the final question there was a sudden deep and earnest laugh from the skull, " If only it had been such, what a death it would have been.....many enemies would I have hewn that day. But alas it was not to be, a moments inattention on the trail. A mere scratch within the mire....I paid it no heed. But when I awoke my leg was afire and I could feel the poisoned blood moving within me......a mighty warrior capable of unleashing both blade and hellfire. And yet I never bothered to learn any dweomers of healing or cleansing.....and so I perished....sweating and soiling myself in a gully before the fever took my mind and the elements my life."
Tzedaka releases the elf from her magic.
“she looks at the others.
”we must prepare ourselves against poison and disease.