Kethra, you find a confused collection of tracks around the area, a few broken arrows, a javelin and a tattered gray cloak.

Symon watches the proceedings.  He was no local - it wouldn't do for him to desecrate these graves.

"Well, I'm no medic but those look like pretty traumatic battle injuries.  Perhaps people who crossed the Delvers?"

Larmon speaks up suddenly.

"Oi, that's strange.  I think that's a Mirabaran guard, seen that surcoat a while back."

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Kethra, you find a confused collection of tracks around the area, a few broken arrows, a javelin and a tattered gray cloak.

Kethra takes the javelin, then admires the tattered cloak, "Oh, this looks cool! But it's not much use outdoors since I sunburn so easily...and I should wash it first."

Stashing the cloak, a wide grin surrounds the cloaked girl as she examined the tracks. She was right in her element, mumbling happily to herself. Gathering the broken arrows, she would walk in a wide circle around the graves, using the broken arrows to mark the furthest footprints. Once finished a circle, she would cycle again, moving the broken arrows up more until (hopefully) the footsteps gather into the paths they came and left from. She would also take note of the footprint size and see how many different kinds there are.

(Kethra speaks common, dwarf and elf languages. Would the roll of 24 earlier let me tell the difference of common, dwarf and elf footprints, or is this too reaching? ^^)

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Larmon speaks up suddenly.

"Oi, that's strange.  I think that's a Mirabaran guard, seen that surcoat a while back."

After marking out the furthest tracks, Kethra will re-join the group. She would use her cloak to cover her mouth, but upon seeing Jairus and Rubin uncover valuable clues she will give them a clap.

"Mirabar, huh? Good job, you two! Exhuming graves wasn't my first idea for getting clues, but this is an important find!"

"Hey Symon, I'm not sure about your fighting style, but could you use an extra javelin? If not, I'll keep this one."

The footprints are way too confused for you to tell anything, other than the obvious fact that there was a fight here.

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The footprints are way too confused for you to tell anything, other than the obvious fact that there was a fight here.

(Aww...alright. Disappointed from not being able to get the tracks she was after, Kethra will just join the group and praise the others' successes as I posted above.)

Rubin would look through the pockets and whatnot of the bodies.  He does a haphazard job of it...

investigation: 1

"I wonder if there's in-fighting among these cultist types," Jairus muses.  "These Mirabar connections keep coming up, the book, the coins, the cultists, these bodies.  Anyone know how far that place is from here, exactly?"

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Rubin would look through the pockets and whatnot of the bodies.  He does a haphazard job of it...

 

investigation: 1

 

 "Let me help out there, man," Jairus says, contributing to the effort, with Investigation of 8

Jairus' eyes widen, "I hadn't thought of that, these could be those delegation folks, right here.  Shoot, how would we know, though?"  He makes a separate check to look for search for any signs of faction identification.  Investigation   18 Perception    14 

(The delegation was known to have been from Mirabar, yes.)

"Well that dwarf there is likely a member of the deligation."  Rubin says, nodding to the dwarf's body.  "With the signs of a battle, I 'd guess this is where the deligation went missing, and those other bodies are part of the group that attacked them."  He looks around.  "Since there are not more bodies, I would hope the other deligation members were taken prisoner instead of being killed outright."

"Well, I guess the mystery of what happened to the delegates is solved, isn't it?" Jairus says.  "They're here in this here shallow grave.  I assume we'd like to get a mite more information on who did 'em in, and whatnot, but, for those of y'all who are parts of them factions wot lost folks, maybe you'll want to give 'em an update that their people have been found?  The Zhents - my faction, yes, and don't get in a tizzy about it - didn't lose any people, as I recall, they just wanted boots on the ground to see what's up, play neighborly with the other factions and all, I'd wager."  

Jairus makes a mental note to update his own faction contact when they return to town to give the Zhentarim an update, but it seems their work in this region is still far from done.

(The delegation was made up of several people.  Not all of them are here.)

Davian has stood back nervously pacing. Death was a natural part of life. The uncovering of these graves, although seemingly necessary, was something he wanted no part in. He stops midstride and addresses the group. "I am not well travelled as you all know, but if there was a conflict here why would the victors take the time to bury these people? That seems odd to me. Perhaps there is more to this than we first thought." He returns to pacing.

Larmon pokes around further in the grave, and seems to find something (i.e. I forgot to mention it was there).  He holds up an odd looking golden mask, shaped like a gargoyle's head.

"Well that's strange.  I recognize this, some monks wearing these just moved into one of the old keeps."

“The old keeps? Whereabouts are they from here?” Jairus asks. “If there were survivors might be they headed thataway.”

Rubin steps back from the bodies as he glances to the others.  "Anyone have a chance to check for tracks leading away from here?" He asks as he dusts off his hands and clothes.  "Also, anyone want to do any more looking at these bodies or should I start covering them up again?"

Rubin nods and moves in to start covering the bodies back up again.

Larmon shakes his head.

"Nah, gotta get back to my flock.  Been gone long enough.  I ken give ye directions, though."

He points at the tower mentioned before.

"Feathergale Spire is one of the four.  The other three are around the Sumber Hills in various places, I can mark them on a map for you."

(Nothing stands out about the locations he marked, except for that one of them is near the aforementioned town Womford.)