As most of the party begins to relaxes and dress their wounds Durn grabs a bite to eat by roasting some leftovers on the still burning corpse of the slain troll. Sarin takes the time to sift through the bones and other bits of rubbish for any treasure, coming across a tattered backpack stitched with arcane runes the magic long since faded. In and around the shredded container she finds…
Loose coins with a value of 211gp 3sp 2cp,
A strange and glowing gray stone that floats an inch off the ground,
A golden chain necklace that has three red gems hanging from it,
A small vile of red liquid with the picture of a dragon etched on it,
A small stone statue of a doorway, 4” tall, with a little metal dish attached like an offering plate,
A small well cut ruby.
A dented and slightly chewed looking metal book case it contains a number of damaged pieces of parchment.
-A crude map of the Fort and entrance to the mine, marked are Ork numbers and what little patrol times noticed.
“…It’s a wild Squig chase if you ask me. But no one ever does…” most of the page is extremely damaged “…third day and it’s still raining. Scouted ruins and mine. Goblins still mining but Orks don’t go down there, will be an easy score.” The next page had a little more that is salvageable “…icked the troll out of its pit, bloody good planning if you ask me but do any of these bastards thank me, no not bloody likely. That snitch Trent wasn’t mist-addled after all the entrance to the Obsidian Sanctum is really here. The first deterrent was so easy I almost laughed. It was a simple formula saying to speak the Mimbari Institute of Magic’s First Law of the Arcane and the guardians will let you pass. The second deterrent…” sadly the rest of the page is unreadable. The next page continues “…and with that we passed the third. The entry hall was filled with display cases, I told Nog not to be careful but the fool was dead before I finished checking the first case. Managed to open the one holding the Keystone but I must have missed something damn mages and their alarm spells. Had to run, Harris got cut down before we made it back to the troll pit. Travis is opening up the doorway so we’ll have a safe place where we can rest up before getting out of here, shame we couldn’t get a mage to teleport us but that would mean another split. But then two men down, two less ways to split the profit.” The next part of the text was not damaged be appears to have been written hastily afterward, there are splatters of blood across the page. “Hydra curse that double crossing rat! Never trust a Halfing! Never!!! Bastard stuck me with that little goblin stick of his and tried to run through the doorway. I tried using the doorway but the damn thing must be used up for the day, tried climbing out but my leg hurt too much. Need to rest up and hope the troll doesn’t come back. I’ll catch him, I’ll skin him then I’ll get a priest to raise the little worm from the dead so I can kill him again!”
Loose coins with a value of 211gp 3sp 2cp,
A strange and glowing gray stone that floats an inch off the ground,
A golden chain necklace that has three red gems hanging from it,
A small vile of red liquid with the picture of a dragon etched on it,
A small stone statue of a doorway, 4” tall, with a little metal dish attached like an offering plate,
A small well cut ruby.
A dented and slightly chewed looking metal book case it contains a number of damaged pieces of parchment.
-A crude map of the Fort and entrance to the mine, marked are Ork numbers and what little patrol times noticed.
“…It’s a wild Squig chase if you ask me. But no one ever does…” most of the page is extremely damaged “…third day and it’s still raining. Scouted ruins and mine. Goblins still mining but Orks don’t go down there, will be an easy score.” The next page had a little more that is salvageable “…icked the troll out of its pit, bloody good planning if you ask me but do any of these bastards thank me, no not bloody likely. That snitch Trent wasn’t mist-addled after all the entrance to the Obsidian Sanctum is really here. The first deterrent was so easy I almost laughed. It was a simple formula saying to speak the Mimbari Institute of Magic’s First Law of the Arcane and the guardians will let you pass. The second deterrent…” sadly the rest of the page is unreadable. The next page continues “…and with that we passed the third. The entry hall was filled with display cases, I told Nog not to be careful but the fool was dead before I finished checking the first case. Managed to open the one holding the Keystone but I must have missed something damn mages and their alarm spells. Had to run, Harris got cut down before we made it back to the troll pit. Travis is opening up the doorway so we’ll have a safe place where we can rest up before getting out of here, shame we couldn’t get a mage to teleport us but that would mean another split. But then two men down, two less ways to split the profit.” The next part of the text was not damaged be appears to have been written hastily afterward, there are splatters of blood across the page. “Hydra curse that double crossing rat! Never trust a Halfing! Never!!! Bastard stuck me with that little goblin stick of his and tried to run through the doorway. I tried using the doorway but the damn thing must be used up for the day, tried climbing out but my leg hurt too much. Need to rest up and hope the troll doesn’t come back. I’ll catch him, I’ll skin him then I’ll get a priest to raise the little worm from the dead so I can kill him again!”