Tales from Talaveroth

Approaching from behind, Twitch hopes that her form will be recognised by her friends, as she leaps out at the remaining undead, plunging her dagger into its neck, hoping to be able to stop the revenant.

20 for 9

 Twitch jams the knife into the back of the creatures neck, severing its spine and turning it into a corpse that she rides to the ground in a heap. 

Elhanna walks in to the shop and tanke a look around to see if there is anything of value inside the ship. (Investigation: 8) then she walks over to the dead corpses. “Should we burn this corpses so they get rest? Or bury them or something?” She call out. “It feels wrong to just leave them here..” 

Inside you find a barrel of brackish water, some crates that are full of metal bars and some strips of tattered cloth. Nothing of any real value. It looks to you like the ship had been picked clean before you arrived. 

Twitch looks up at Elhanna: "No offense, but pretty sure they were buried once before, and that didn't take. If no one objects, I'd suggest we use the old ship for their funeral pyre, like they do up north."

Poinki nods.  "Burn, nothing left to come back."

"There's nothing of value left of the ship and it isn't going anywhere, burn it."

Si'Juul flies and lands back on the soft sand.

”That is what we do then. Twitch, do you need those metal bars for anything? I could put them in the bag of holding for you.” 

is the wood dry enough to light on fire? Do I roll something? 

"Don't know yet, but if you can carry them without hassle, better to take them along."

The wood is very dry, it seems like it would go up with the slightest touch of flame. The metal bars are quite heavy, you wouldn't be able to carry very many in the bag without filling it. Looking closer you can see that they're unrefined, likely on their way from a mine to somewhere where they can be made in to something.

"Elhanna, don't worry about it. These would be more hassle than they're worth." WIth that, she makes sure everyone steps back, before getting out her flint and steal to light the impromptu funeral pyre.

Ooc: bag of holding can carry up to 500pound so it should be able to fill up quite a bit if not all. 

“If you need them then we take them. If we have to we can always dump theme if we need the space.” She say and start to put the ore in the bag. “Si’Juul, you and Twitch are good with tools and stuff right? Can you lit this ship up so we can be off from here?l 

"What I have would just blow a chunk of the ship away. We would need a means for fire to spread as well."

(These are solid pig iron. Each of the bars would weight about 100 pounds. It's a very dense metal used for transport because you can get a lot of metal from a single bar)

(Oh, then Elhanna will place the bag on the ground and “roll” 2 bars inside 🤩 don’t know why, but I really fancy those bars :O) 

(Alright. Mark down that you now have 200 pounds of metal. Depending on where you sell it or what you want to make from it it may have some use.)

Twitch quickly starts lighting a torch, and throws that into the boat, near some splintered planks. The dry wood quickly catches and a few minutes later the wreck is engulfed in flames.

Poinki wonders who the undeads once were...maybe crew on the ship?  It seems like being a sailor is full of hazards.

The fire catches quickly on the welcoming boards and soon the entire ship is ablaze. Surely a fire this large will give a final rest to the dead, but not dead, creatures.

As you continue along the coast the sun begins to set. The road loops back into the hills a bit and as it begins to get dark you crest a particularly tall one. Laid out before you in the valley is a small town, the lanterns just beginning to be lit. From your vantage point you can see about 15 houses, an inn, and what appears to be a small temple nestled near a graveyard. 

"Think that's our destination? Bit of rest will be good either way. Should we check on the guy first, if this is where we need to be, or wait till morning?"