"Jirel!" Jasun would instinctively bark, letting lose another eldritch blast as she falls.

Attack: 21 Damage: 10

He then runs over to her with his movement, interposing.

"Jirel!" Jasun would kneel by her, wishing he had some sort of magic healing.

Rokhar dies! Jirel remains conscious because I forgot how goliaths work!

Rokhar very well managed to bring Jirel down with him, but the sound of Jasun calling out her name her body would react coughing and spit up a little blood.

(Reaction: Stone endurance Reduce damage: 8 )

On Rokhar's body you find a shortsword, a Cloak of the Yeti,15 gp, an unholy symbol of Norgorber, a ring with three keys on it,and a stolen spellbook that contains the following spells: alarm, ray of enfeeblement,chill touch, expeditious retreat, identify, locate object, and feather fall.

Area H16

Dozens of small boxes, bottles, and papers fill this musty storeroom. A small iron cage sits on the top shelf, emanating a flickering light like that of a candle. Inside the cage is a pale blue sprite, similar to the ones that attacked you in the Border Wood. "Let me out!" 

Sera narrows her eyes at the sprite. "Sure, as soon as you answer a few questions. Why are your kind working with some random bandits in the South?"

Rose is about to rush over to heal Jirel, certain that that final hit on her would have taken her down, but, miraculously, she still stands. The firbolg breathes easier, and while Jasun and Jirel have their moment, she looks through the mans belongings, albeit a bit carefully. She sets the symbol aside (it garnering a small frown from her), and flips through the spell book briefly prior to moving on and splitting up the gold. Once she locates the keys, she jingles them before everyone happily. “Here they are!” She grins and puts them in her pocket for the time being.

As she gets up, she picks up the cloak and book and walks over to Jasun. “S-Sorry, excuse me,” She says, hopefully not interrupting something important. “I think you should have this, Jasun.” She hands him the furry cloak while giving him a nervous smile. “I-I know you don’t like the cold very much, so this is probably going to help you a bunch. It’s pretty soft too!”

With a nod, she turns away (unless he had something to say to her, in which she would respectfully wait and reply if need be) and begins to head downstairs to free the Lady.

"More foot soldiers to help us take over the region. Now let me out or I'll pull out your toenails!"

Area H17

A half-dozen boxes and barrels take up the majority of this underground cellar. A rough blanket lies spread on the floor in the southeast corner next to a bowl of half-eaten food. "Is someone out there?" Asks a regal-sounding woman.

Seraphina, Jirel, Zaf, Jasun: Also in the room are two scrolls of animate dead,  and a small lockbox containing 25 pp, 150 gp, 180 sp, and a blue quartz “ice diamond” from Irrisen worth 100 gp 

"And why do you care about taking over the region all of a sudden?" Sera asks coldly, ignoring the threat.

"I'm not telling you that! Just let me out!"

Zaf breathes a sigh of relief, and had started to rest against a nearby wall. Seeing Jireal's condition however, he takes a deep breathe, mustering the strength, before hopping on over to offer her the potion. "Here. Just in case. Those wounds look severe." Following smiling with his eyes, Rose's search lures him away to aid in the investigations. The spellbook fails to hold his attention for more than a few moments. Yet, if it is to be discarded, Zaf would offer at least to hold on to it until to it for the time being.

With that done, and most dispersing, Zaf sticks with the others for the most part. Any interrogations are left to the others in favor exploration and redistributing of the goods. Though now and again, a few words overheard warrant a sharp look at the fey, prior to their returning to other matters. Of the jewel, unless taken by someone rather interested in it, Zaf as always offers to play 'bag holder' of excess at the end of all the division. At least until desired by another or others,

(@All: So for clarity's sake, between the downed man and lock box, that is 33gp, 5pp, 36sp)

Jasun was pleased Jirel was still ok. She turned to Rose and said, "Ah, perfect! You certainly know how to spoil a man. This is fantastic! Thank you."

Sera narrows her eyes. "If you were working with them, why're you in a cage?"

Jasun joined Sera and awaited an answer from this..creature. Part of him wanted her to do that thing she did where she poked her huge weapon into a poor soul's throat.

"Because Rokhar is a traitor!"

Rose: The voice calls out again. "Who's out there?"

“M-my name is Rose! I’m here to save you, just, um...” She begins to fumbles with the keys. “One moment...” Using trail and error, she begins to use the three keys one by one to see which one would open the trapdoor.

Rose: H17 is the room under the unlocked trapdoor. The lady is just unable to see you in this dark basement. "My name is Lady Argentea Malassene. Did you take care of those dreadful bandits?"

"I'm going to need a little more detail than that if you want out of this cage."

"No! Let me out now, or I'll kill your whole family!" And it casts Color Spray at you. 26

Sera shrugs as she goes blind. "Jasun, make sure our friend doesn't go anywhere for the next 6 seconds, will you?"