ONE HUNDRED NINETEEN
(I/C)
Wyn finished cleaning his sword and then resheathed it, “Iffin someone cen open de door to de spy room, I be check in’ de hidey hole.”
Lannis sighed, "I also vote that someone ELSE should check the room and the murder closet. I will be staying in my nice safe hallway, where angry goblins and poison traps won't get me. Top notch work though Kovid, good job keeping the rest of us from getting stabbed."
“Bueno!” Abraxas replied, “Then I shall do it. Stay behind me, amigos. Señors Kovirdes perhaps you should stay in the hall or the small room, since they are more likely to not be trapped at this point. I knew there was something with this room set up. Señor Kovoit made a valiant act of heroism taking the stabs for us.”
The shit you guys take and dish amazes me,” Brendon chuckled, taking up position at the top of the stairs to the north and watching with care.
“Tres bien,” Wyn stepped up to the open secret door and peered in, He took out his torch and spent a minute lighting it before adding, “After I check eet en de Dwarf claims ‘is new armor—dat will look great on ye by de way—we cen either throw de dead spy een de hidey hole, or we cen throw it in de hanged hob room.”
“Glad to see you on your feet again Kovid,” Lyra clapped the dwarf on the shoulder. “Hang on Abraxas, I’ll go with you. Two eyes are better than one and all that.”
“Gracias senora. But I already have dos eyes. Iff’n you come with me, we will have quarto eyes, si?”
“Don’t enter zee spy room till you know what be inside,” the elf advised. “Just Wyn’s deux coppers.”
“Gracias señor! Now let's see what this... Travis... was so eager to kill us over."
Kovid dragged the dead Travis close to the entrance of the spy room and placed the lantern down there to give enough light to all parties. Lannis idled up to the dwarf who had started on the first of the many straps holding the armor closed and suggested, “I’ll look over Mister Travis in the mean time, if you don’t mind.”
“Sounds great, Manling. But don’t take too long, I have a bladder full and I need to relieve it soon.”
“Um…ok then.”
Abraxas grabbed the handle with Lyra right behind him and twisted it, pushing the door open and to the right. The room was the size of one of the smaller barracks but had been stripped of most of its furnishings except for a footlocker, an oversized bed with some nice bedding on it, a table, and two chairs. The table had assorted stuff on it. “Let’s go in, Senora, with our Quatro Eyes. Mayhap it will be like Senor Lantis’ cake piece which I still have never gotten I want to say.”
“Sounds good, Abraxas. But keep in mind, I will happily help you out but I am pretty sure I won’t be touching a god damned thing.”
“Great! If the gods have damned it, you don’t want to get it on you!” The two friends entered the spy room with care.
Meanwhile Wyn gave the small secret chamber a serious once over (<Wis Search, Orange 7). The floor was carpeted and the carpet went up at least 2 feet on each wall, muffling sounds while in here. There was a single 2’ stool in here and along the back wall was a rope that disappeared into the ceiling. The rope had a spar of rock tied to the bottom of it to give it some weight and it wasn’t attached to anything – just going off into a small hole in the ceiling. He looked around the chamber with care and was able to see some faint chinks in the west wall where someone could be sitting on the stool and looking out the thin cracks, and be able to see the entire hall. “Pretty sneaky Travis,” he muttered.
As all this was going on, Kovid was undoing the straps one at a time, graves, vambraces, breast plate, gorget. “Nice armor,” he muttered. “For a filthy greenskin goblin murdering prick.”
“Hey Kovid?” Lannis asked.
“Yeah?”
“Mr. Particular here, can you work in the echo-y hallway without muttering bitching and moaning a bit quieter so the hordes of nipple eating monsters don’t descend on us? Thank you very much.” Lannis was giving Travis a good look over (<Wis Search, Pink 5). “Silver Dagger? Very nice. We’ll take that…Hmm, pouch here, what do we have? Oh! Potion vial…Haste. Potion of Haste. Yeah, sure…Holy Nipple Clamps!”
“Shhh!!” Kovid scolded.
“Whatever…” Lannis kept looking. “Ok, nothing. Hmm, inside pocket here…Key ring? Big key ring, three keys on it.” He squinted closer. “Marked…Jail…Vault…Throne Room.” Smiling he clenched them tight. “Thanks, Travis. Now…money pouch here. Oh, some jingle to it…Silver. Sweet silver. Has to be…90 pieces here. And what’s this?” he tilted the pouch the last bit and a diamond rolled out the size of an acorn and settled into his palm.
Brendon who was nearby (Thief Int >12) whistled low. “That’ll fetch a pretty penny. 500 gold crowns at the right market.” (Silver Dagger [10], Potion of Haste [5], Key Ring with 3 Keys [15], 90 Silver Nobles, 1 Diamond worth 500 crowns [1]… oh, and Platmail Armor [500])
Finally Abraxas (>Wis Search, Blue 12) and Lyra (<Wis Search, White 5) walked around the room slowly and with care. “Senora! There is a bed!”
“Yep. I’m not touching it.”
“Eet has a pillow on it. Very soft.” Abraxas picked up the pillow and put it back down frowning. “Nothing under the pillow and the pillow, eet smells like goblin.” He looked around. “Should I go to the table and look?”
“Look under the bed.”
“Travis sleeps under the bed?”
“Nope, but he might hide something there.”
“Ah! Bueno!” Abraxas picked up the side of the bed and turned it over slowly and with care, spilling the blankets and sheets on the floor. “You are muy muy smart.” Fixed on the bottom of the bed and attached to the slats was a thin wooden box. Using the end of his sword, Abraxas managed to pry it off and the side spilled out 40 gold pieces. “Excellente!” he scooped them up and Lyra smiled, clapping him on the shoulder.
Working together, the two of them with Lyra’s suggestion and prodding managed to go through the foot locket, the contents of the table, and anything else in the room that might be interesting. They managed to turn up: Clay pot with 1 lb Blue sand [15] (no cover), Dented Metal Mug [5], 2 Slowburn Candles made of Beeswax [2] (last 3 hours each), Wooden Carving of a Dog and Puppy [2], and 2 Potions of Healing [5 per].
They went to the front of the room and shared with the rest of the group what they found as Wyn came out and shared what he learned and Lannis let the group know what he had found. While everyone was talking and the armor was now safely stored aside, Kovid lowered his breeches, grabbed himself, and let fly a long steaming stream of urine on the ruined remains of Travis’ face while the rest of the group stopped talking and trailed off quiet until the dwarf was finished. Pulling himself back up, he smiled at Travis’ wet remains and hissed, “Wecaughtyabitch,” spitting one last time just for good measure.
“Right,” he said, looking at the 5 faces staring at him, “Thor knows we have to get a move on. What are we keeping besides this beautiful armor, and should we be going there now? I’m getting hungry and we need to rest.”
Time now is 4:10
(OOC)
Alright! Long time since, but XP time:
Explore: 2 rooms @ 30 per: Everyone Add 60 XP Each
Combat: Travis, The Spy (4th level Goblin Thug): 250 divided
Kovid & Brendon, Add 41 xp Each
Abraxas & Lannis, Add 52 xp Each
Lyra, Add 57 xp
Wyn, Add 67 xp
Treasure: Everyone add 15 Silver
Lyra and Wyn add 6 Gold
Kovis, Brendon, Abraxas, and Lannis add 7 Gold
XP from Treasure – Everyone add 90 xp
Ok, who is taking what? Let me know and are we retreating to rest?
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