(Sorry, I don't get on the internet on Sundays.)

Okay, Zaela uses her bonus action to move hex to the unharmed harpy and blast it with an eldritch blast.

Attack: 12

Damage if hit: 2 force damage + 2 necrotic damage

Edit: Gosh, the last two attacks have been pretty high. 

Zaela deletes the harpy, and the remaining, heavily injured one attempts to fly away, but falls to the ground when she tries to take off, a broken wing twitching uselessly. She begins to drag herself away, bleeding heavily.

Rhaecus will try and finish her off.

Attack 1: 7 Damage: 

Attack 2: 14 Damage: 9

Donos approaches the harpy, his first thought to put it out of its misery, but then he remembers what Kaneis said earlier about trying to question one of them. He has no idea what language harpies speak but hopefully everyone in the afterlife speaks the same.

"Hold foul creature," he says to the harpy. "We can end your suffering if you can send our group in the direction that allows us to put Tartarus behind us."

And at the same moment, he realizes Rhaecus is intent on finishing it off anyway.

Rhaecus slashes the harpy so cleanly Donos still thinks he's talking to a living creature until its head topples off its shoulders a few seconds later and it collapses. Yes, I know daggers technically don't slash, but shut up or I will douse you in liquid flame. For now, I'll just douse you in another 60 xp.

Donos watches the head topple to the ground and roll a short distance. Just as well, he thinks to himself, he was never much for interrogating captives. 

He then looks around the room, seeing if there are any other exits, or anything worth examining further.

"Nice knife work," he says to Rhaecus as he continues looking around, carefully avoiding stepping in the bloody mess in the center of the room. "The more I see of the afterlife, the more I am sure our course of action is the right one."

Kaneís walks over to the fallen harpy, arms crossed. "For someone so obsessed with ritual rites, you certainly make a lot of work for yourself," she says to Rhaecus. "They could have given us directions to the path out of this place, you know."

She will look around at the room as she disassembles her weapon and returns it to the folds in her clothing. "Strange. Hexagonal rooms don't strike me as common. What do you think they were eating?" she asks, making her way to the mess that was on the floor. 

"I suspect it was more likely a who and not a what they were eating," Donos says.

Indeed, it is a who, though barely recognizable as one. Much of its flesh is stripped away, leaving the cleaned bones behind in a pile next to it, though there is still much flesh left, as the harpies were unable to finish their meal due to your intervention.

(Whoops. I actually forgot about asking questions, that's what happens when you only look at these things once a day I suppose)

Rhaecus nods appreciatively at Donos and scratches his head sheepishly at Zaela's reprimanding. "Apologies. The thought of their act of consuming another humanoid's flesh was so revolting, I could not help myself. I will be more mindful next time."

He looks at the body with a sense of pity, though he still searches the body to see if there are any clues as to its identity or anything else of interest. Perception(?): 14

After which he would waste no time setting the bodies on fire in a quick ritual cremation, hoping that he will not have to make his companions wait for long.

Kaneís will scan the room, looking for clues as to why it is hexagonal, and anything else noticeable at a brief glance.

(What does the room look like, aside from being hexagonal and the exit which we entered from?)

"They likely would not have wanted to give us much information," Arteusa muses as she looks around the room, curious at its shape. "Or they would have lied." 

Zaela looks around as well, investigating the walls (Investigation 12, and says, "This indeed is strange. I have heard of hexagonal medicine boxes, but never of rooms. We should search around. Anyone have the stomach to search the corpse?"

(Rhaecus is doing that already.)

(I always forget to describe exits ahhhh)

There are exits from the room in all four cardinal directions, one which you came from. Rhaecus' searching yields nothing but bloody hands and the stench of putrefaction.

 (Which way was the Harpy trying to crawl to?)

(Opposite way you came in.)

Rhaecus squints down the gloomy passage the harpy was attempting to crawl to, after finishing his work and saying his prayers for the dead. "Well friends, what do you think? The bird was attempting to go that way... Perhaps more of them are ahead? Or perhaps something else is there? Do we find out, or take a different route on the assumption that it is nothing good?"

He licks his lips. "I for one would hate to leave it without taking a look first."

Zaela interjects, "Perhaps we should rest, first. I feel a bit more worn out than I typically am after such a small fight."

Kaneís lets out a breath. Battle had always been exhilarating, but working with allies was new to her. “I’m with Zaela. Surely we can spend a small time’s rest,” she says, glancing around the surroundings, before dipping the tip of an arrow in blood and drawing an ‘X’ near the entrance they entered. Getting lost could serve problematic.