Rose stays back to allow Sera the chance to interrogate them, but she can’t help but try to see if she happened to read up on anything regarding what illnesses the winter touch could inflict.

Medicine(?): 13
Or Arcana: 4

Sun of Halifax will peer in to the suffering men..but not get too close. You know, germs and all.

Jasuncana: 21

Jasun and Rose identify this disease as the chillbane shakes, a weaker strain of the chillbane fever that went few Irrisen a few hundred years ago. It leaves the afflicted shivering and exhausted, as if they were cold. It isn't a fatal disease and the recovery time tends to be quick. It can be spread via inhalation and contact, so you might not wish to linger here.

Jasun wrinkled his face in concern and identification, and suggested: "We should probably go. Don't get too close, this is indeed contagious, my friends."

"Yes, let's." Rose agrees, already stepping out of the room and heading over to H9 to check that area out. Had they want to kill the bandits inflicted with the disease, she wouldn't do anything to stop them.

"Great." Still making full use of her reach weapon, Sera proceeds to stab both bandits through the throat. "Let's go. Chillbane is no joke."

Area H9.

This bedroom is dark and silent. There is absolutely nothing here of interest.

Area H7

A bearskin rug dominates the floor of this trophy room, and the heads of several deer have been mounted on the walls. Doors lead north and south, while two hallways go farther east. With their passive perception, Zaf and Rose are able to notice that underneath the rug is a trapdoor that is padlocked and requires a key.

Area H8

A large fireplace takes up most of the north wall of this room, its radiant heat providing palpable relief from the cold weather outside. Cabinets and shelves line the remaining wall space, and four windows look out on the wintry landscape surrounding the lodge. In here is a half-orc that's making some kind of meat stew. She stops when you all enter the room, covered in the blood of multiple bandits. Since she possesses more than two brain cells and a basic survival instinct, she makes no move to fight and tosses a key over to you. "I only cook here, I didn't help kidnap the lady. I don't even like Rokhar and his men. Take the key, it'll open the chest in my room."

Rose makes sure to point out the trapdoor to the others who weren't as perceptive as she or Zaf. "They may possibly have her holed up down here... We have to find a key." She mentions to everyone, nodding prior to turning and entering the next room. She's surprised at the sight of the half-orc, looking ready to defend herself had need be, but once a key is thrown over to her, she fumbling to catch it at first, but once successful says, "Thank you, but would you happen to know where they put the lady?" She tones seems to be relieved, most likely due to them not having to kill this poor woman just trying to do her job.

"The room where you just came from has a trapdoor hidden under the rug. She's holed up in there, but Rokhar's got the only key that'll unlock the door. He's upstairs in his planning room."  

"Guess we've got two more stop to make," Sera observes. "Rokhar have anyone with him?"

Zaf had looked to Jireal and Rose, only to faintly nod in agreement with Rose and resisting certain temptations. When they get to the half-orc, a surprise that even left the aarakocra wide-eyed for a moment, he soon after giving her a once over. "Also, though you had nothing to do with the kidnapping, why have been a cook for these bandits, if I might inquire. If its a matter a pay, might we put in a good word for you with the Lady, so that she might look favorably and even hire you on as her cook?"

"I doubt that she'd hire me. I'm not here because I'm some professional chef. A little while back I was in a heist that went bad in Demgazi. I split and ended up here when they offered me a place to hide. But if you're clearing this place out, I think I'll split. And since you killed just about everybody else, there shouldn't be anyone with Rokhar."

"Well, by the end of the day, young lady, the only person you're going to be cooking FOR will BE yourself if you stay." Jasun smiled, plainly stating a very possible reality. "So I do suggest you make upon your idea and make like a banana." He made a gesture with both hand, indicating for her to be on her way. "We will not follow you, nor attack you."

The half-orc does indeed split. You are now alone in a room with a pot of soup.

"As tempting as it would be to sample the cuisine, I suggest we hustle as well to save our captor and teach her kidnapper a harsh lesson." He sighed and smiled. "Gosh, I do indeed love this new lifestyle."

Jirel would pout when Jasun would suggest against sampling the cuisine. She'll grunt, remembering that. "Lead the way then." The goliath would gesture the Sun of Halifax forward with her axe.

Area H12

A bed and chest sit across from one another in this small room. Two doors serve as exits, and a window looks out on the north side of the lodge. The chest contains a healer's kit with 5 uses, 25 silver pieces, and a scroll of lesser restoration.

Area H15

An L-shaped table with many chairs takes up most of the floor space in this loft. A second smaller table sits near the entrance, and several windows look over the snowy grounds of the lodge. In the southwest corner, a large map hangs on the wall, opposite another door in the northeast wall. You do not see any sign of Rokhar.

"I don't see why we couldn't just have a bowl..." Rose says rather absentmindedly before shaking her head, remembering the mission at hand. "No, no, we should definitely get to saving the lady!" She turns on her heel and heads out, but she soon stops when she realizes she has a key in her hands, one that opens a chest in the cooks room. "Ah... We should see if maybe she had anything worth while... She did give us the key afterall..." The firbolg looks to the others. "I'll check it out really quickly, you guys can head along!"

Had there been no oppositions, Rose rushes off, quickly deducing which room would have most likely been the half-orcs and searches it through for the chest she had mentioned. After finding and securing the items, she rushes back upstairs where the others were. Though, she didn't hear a sound of commotion, she climbed the stairs with trepidation, just in case, as to not alert anyone. Her brows would soon furrow when she sees no one about, her eyes glancing to the others to see if they possibly had any ideas.

Sera narrows her eyes, unsheathes her glaive, and stalks over to the northeast door and slams it open.