"I think we should continue to the wizards; it's what Frillis told us to do, and even if they're gone, maybe we can find...something," Tender says, using the wall to push herself shakily to her feet. "If we go back, and Frillis is gone, what can we do?"

Fletcher roll History

History 22

You can recall that Frilis looked younger than he did when you saw him, in that his hair had more color. You can also recall that Frilis seemed to break through the vision towards the end, telling you to focus.

Fletcher shakes his head "Now that you mention it.....he did look younger. He said something strange....I think he said to focus, but he was talking to me. How was he talking to me?"

"The arcane is a strange thing," Orimdal nods, "There could be number o' reasons fer him speakin' directly ta you. None o' which I know unfortunately. I say we continue on towards the wizards."

(OOC - Retcon/play out this section here.)

"That reminds me," Orimdal hands out the pouches of coins, "Some coin I found in the creature. Along with some items, if any o' you might be able ta help identify them."

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(If no one has the identify spell, anyone wishing to identify a magic item, state which item and roll Arcana)

Jullar looks at the instrument. "A bandore?" He asks. "How'd that even survive in that thing's gut? May I?" He asks, reaching out to grab it.

"Magic is weird," Tender mutters, leaning against the wall. "It's strange that he'd be able to talk to you if he was younger; like...reaching across time." She makes a face at the thought, then brightens when Orimdal hands out the coin, poking through the pouch curiously. "Thanks, Orimdal," she adds, looking up to offer him a smile.

Arcana Check: 2

Evi who had be quiet since the group had reconvened, grabs one of the items hoping that her patron might help her determine what it might be.  

Afterwards she comments, "I think we should go to Koria.  They probably think we're all dead at the bottom of the ocean at the moment so we could move in secrecy for a bit once we get there before they figure us out.  Also..."  Evi then pauses for a long moment with a look of deep thought on her face as if pondering a choice before continuing, "...Also, I know Koria pretty well, and could probably help us get around without getting noticed." 

"Travelling through a city unseen is a valuable skill, especially when someone is looking for you." Kallista nods, speaking from experience. "We would welcome the help." She notes that Evi seems hesitant to offer the information, but doesn't pry. She takes her share of the coins from Orimdal with a nod of thanks, then picks up the boots and examines them. They're covered in serpent guts, but then again, so is the rest of her clothing. They might be better quality than her current pair, which has become quite worn after years of use. Or perhaps they could have some magical property to them.

Arcana: 8

Orimdal nods and hands the instrument to Jullar. "Ta be honest, I'm no' sure how most o' this survived the creature's gut."

Fletcher takes the shield examining it, however his mind is still reeling. Why did he get the vision? Why wouldn't Frillis send it to someone of more import? Surely one of the seventeen was a better bet? And his eye, was that a side effect of his magic? So many questions and no answers. Maybe the Wizards could answer. His thoughts stray once more to his home town. What had become of his home? Berdon? Were they still there, or were they gone as well? "Who in there right mind would choose to put an eye on their shield?"

Arcana 22

Fletcher learns that it is a Sentinel Shield (Acts as a normal shield, but also gives you advantage on initiative rolls and Perception checks). Evi and Kallista are unable to discern the nature of their items, but they know they are magical. Perhaps using them might reveal their nature.

Jullar takes the Bandore and examines it. "Could it be... no, that's impossible. That was lost in the North." Jullar says to himself. "This must be a lookalike."

"What is it?" Evi asks Jullar as she lightly tosses the magical item in frustration; completely unable to tell what it might do.  

"I think this is the Fochlucan Bandore." Jullar says. "But it can't be. It was lost years ago, when a ship went north. It was brought down by a monster, and the Bandore was never seen again. So, if this is the Bandore, then this must be..." He trails off, looking up in horror at the Serpent. "This must be the Misery of the Damned Adventure, the legendary Serpent of the North."

"Well, I suppose it won't be terrorizing these waters any longer," Kallista says with a shrug. "You should keep the Bandore, Jullar, you've earned it." She yanks off her old leather boots and tugs on the mysterious magical pair. She then picks up the ring that Evi discarded and examines it.

Arcana: 12

Kallista thinks that the ring's magic has something to do with the frog on it.

Kallista slips the ring onto her finger and tries to jump as high as she can.

(Kallista is also wearing the boots correct?)

(Yes)