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Posted: Wed Dec 24, 2014 7:31 pm
by Master K
"Aw, lighten up Silas, it wasn't all that bad." Lynda attempts to say.
"I got some wicked new hand trick out of it." Lynda claims. "Although I feel hungrier now than I ever have before."
"I even got fancy clothes that make me look like some sort of royalty!" She says while laughing.
...Drunk Lynda is much more talkative and social than sober Lynda, to say the least.
Posted: Wed Dec 24, 2014 7:59 pm
by Spoonweaver
The party spends a few hours just sort of hanging out in the dining hall. At which time, Galse and Lynda abruptly stop feeling drunk.
Posted: Wed Dec 24, 2014 8:08 pm
by Master K
Lifted from her drunken daze, Lynda feels both relieved and foolish.
"How rather embarrassing...I hope I didn't make too much of a fool of myself while I was intoxicated." Lynda says to the rest of the party.
"Well, we managed to get out of that alive...although some of that food was dubious enough that I felt as though I was going to die." Lynda states.
She decides to go out, and investigate the door across the hallway that appears to connect to the same room that the balcony leads to. She cautiously peers in.
Posted: Wed Dec 24, 2014 8:28 pm
by Spoonweaver
The room lays completely bare, save for an ancient sink and oven
Posted: Thu Dec 25, 2014 2:47 am
by BMR
Kalar follows Lynda, keeping up the marching order he suggested earlier.
Should Lynda run into anything dangerous, he'll back her up if possible.
Posted: Thu Dec 25, 2014 3:54 am
by Master K
Lynda notices Kalar has decided to follow her.
"This room is nothing to write home about." She says to Kalar. "An old oven and sink. Looks like the remnants of a kitchen. I'm sure Galse would appreciate this room."
"Should we investigate it?" She asks Kalar.
If Kalar says yes, she'll take the lead into the room.
Posted: Thu Dec 25, 2014 7:56 am
by BMR
Kalar takes a peek in the room, but sees nothing that really interests him.
"You go on ahead if you want to. I'll keep watch out here to make sure that nothing springs up and hits you from behind."
Posted: Sat Dec 27, 2014 3:17 am
by Master K
Deciding the leave no stone unturned, Lynda decides to enter the room and investigate. Maybe it's not as empty as it seems.
Posted: Sat Dec 27, 2014 3:25 am
by Spoonweaver
(Search Check)
Nothing in the oven but ash and nothing in the sink but dust. This room is empty.
Posted: Sat Dec 27, 2014 3:30 am
by Master K
"...Huh. It really is as empty as it seems." Lynda muses.
"I hope you don't mind, but I'm going to see if there is anything useful back on that fellow who passed away earlier. Perhaps he collected something that could be of use..." She said to the group.
With that, she headed back to the bedroom. Presuming Ardan's corpse is still there, she'll investigate it for items, also presuming that it hasn't been picked clean at this point.
Posted: Sat Dec 27, 2014 3:34 am
by Spoonweaver
The corpse is just as it was left before the party went off to eat diner.
Posted: Sat Dec 27, 2014 3:46 am
by Master K
On Ardan's corpse, she finds a bunch of white gems, and a couple necklaces. She also sees a ruined Candelabra near him.
"A hoarder he was...interesting." Lynda thought to herself. She decides to take the gemstones, and the necklaces.
"Elegant jewelry isn't my forte, but it would be a shame to leave them behind. Maybe they'll be useful in time..."
She decides to go across the hall, and cautiously peer in to the door.
Posted: Sat Dec 27, 2014 3:51 am
by Spoonweaver
Lynda sees cat people gathered around a fireplace. One of them stands up, grabs a stone and yells.
"Get out!"
Then throws the stone at the door. The stone hits the door hard making it shudder against Lynda.
Posted: Sat Dec 27, 2014 3:54 am
by Master K
"Sorry!" She says and swiftly shuts the door. They most certainly don't seem friendly.
With that, she decides to go the very end of the hall, past the dining room and kitchen, and investigates the door to see if it can be opened.
Posted: Sat Dec 27, 2014 4:00 am
by Spoonweaver
Lynda goes and investigates the ornate door that needs two keys. It's locked.
Everyone hears a faint roar come from the cat people's room.