In reply to Grimaldi (msg # 259):

The remains should be safe to the touch, although the quills may be still poisonous. The dust of a wight is worth about $100 to a necromancer or to an Alchemist.
Dolpho has an injury to his arm, which is swollen. He looks pale and is sweating.

In reply to Narrator (msg # 260):

Clair dearest could you, and Phylicity, assess Master Dolpho and determine the best course of action for him ooc Assuming he's been stuck by the rat they check to see what is wrong with him and how he can be helped.

Sederic relays the information about the creatures remains to the group.
"We can attempt to sell the dust to a necromancer and split it, but if nobody minds, I would like to keep the quills for myself. I think they'd make lovely arrowheads."
He looks down the way the beast came, keeping watch in case more decide to show.

"I'll meet you in the guildhall, Sederic. Au revoir!"
Grimaldi's bloodlust sated at the destruction of the foul creature, he turns and begins the trip back up.

In reply to Grimaldi (msg # 263):

Without Grimaldi, your group may have to find another method to get Crusher up the ladder.

Dolpho has a swollen arm, and may have finished the run of poison.

OOC: yeah, i just took 5 damage to my arm, Dolpho's arm is fucked up. I'll mention you guys to Ashbury, on my way out and bring help.
Grimaldi goes and gets help, explaining they were wounded, and what they had killed.

Phylicit administers to Dolpho once she's finished she glances at Grimaldi.  Do you want me to look at your arm?

"It's surely going to be hell getting Smasher up there now. Mayhaps you can convince the kobolds at work up there to help, they are the industrious lot. With Grimaldi leaving, though, I too shall head out."
 
With no objections about the looy, he gathers the remains and quills carefully and places them in his pouch. He nods a farewell to the others and heads up the ladder after Grimaldi and makes his way back to the guild hall.

OOC:Grimaldi was already away and gone, and did not hear. He'll seek treatment after the task at hand.

In reply to Sederic (msg # 267):

As Grimaldi and Sederic start to leave Master Sedric you do intend leaving equal distribution of the booty for those here to collect on our return to the Guild. ooc this includes the sale value of the poisonous barbs

"Of course, Broderick.
We all did our fair share and I intend to see to it that we are paid accordingly. I will see you and yours at the guild hall. Until then, have a good afternoon."

In reply to Sederic (msg # 270):

The poisoned thief looks at the diminished group."What di we di now boss? I don't feel so good."

In reply to Dolpho Mercer (msg # 271):

Seeing those two have quit; its best we return to the Guild. To get you fixed up and find some more suitable adventures. Carruthers can you help Master Dolpho up the ladder. I'll stay until everyone is up. he instructs then moves over to Clair and whispers to her.
This message was last edited by the player at 01:08, Wed 04 July 2018.

Clair nods
This message was last edited by the player at 09:51, Sun 08 July 2018.

In reply to Clair Leibert (msg # 273):

The spell effects include only one subject; please make a roll to cast.

Focusing Clair rest a hand on Smasher.  then climbs the ladder to the level above.
This message was last edited by the player at 23:43, Tue 10 July 2018.

Sederic makes his way back to the hall, and upon arrival flashes his badge instead of checking his weapons. He finds a seat and sits down, breathing a sigh of relief to be back home. He looks around for Grimaldi as he requests a glass from the serving girl.

Grimaldi comes in nursing a bandaged arm, and checks his weapon with Aemon. He spots Sederic, and joins him at his table. "Well, that went badly. I won't work with him again."
Grimaldi frowned under his hood.
"I think we should mention this to the guild's magistrate office. The man doesn't belong in the field. His frivolity, is going to get somebody killed."

In reply to Grimaldi (msg # 277):

Broderick's remaining team returns to the first level safely, and proceed... to the guild gate, or to the in  by which you came?


Dolpho did not lock the gate behind you...
"Oops!"

In reply to Dolpho Mercer (msg # 278):

Reaching the guild Brodrick ensures Clair, Phylicity, Carruthers and Smasher head back to their chamber. He sees to Dolpho's healing and treatment vs the poison.
This message was last edited by the player at 10:35, Wed 11 July 2018.

"I told him.in intended to,
and i am a man of my word. I don't wish anything bad to happen to him,
but he should at least be reprimanded. What he did was petty and dangerous. Mayhaps you can arrange an audience."

13:30, Today: Sederic rolled 14 using 3d6 ((5,6,3)).

Create Water: IQ/H [1] 14
Sederic nods a thanksnto the serving girl for bringing him a pitcher and cups and conjures water into it, offering Grimaldi some. He takes a long drink and sits back, finally relaxing.

Grimaldi produces the apple and cheese had took earlier, and cuts the cheese into two 2 oz pieces, and cuts the apple in half, taking his half. He fills his cup with the magically produced water, with a nod.
"Well, I need some work, but I wont work under that sort of "leadership". I am curious about what lies beyond the point we'd ventured...I do hope they locked up after themselves.."

In reply to Grimaldi (msg # 281):

For those who passed through the area: the cobolds had laid loose planking over the rubble filled trench, added bars to the doors exiting from the large area, and did a so-so job of whitewashing it. They were in the middle of setting up shelves against the wall opposite the gate, and had been bringing barrels down as well.  The plastering in the small room with the lift is done, and it has been whitewashed as well. Upstairs, cheap benches and tables have been brought in, although a fair amount of space has been lost to the winch setup. The walls here are being whitewashed as well.


 Ack at the guild, Broderick and his supportershave written or dictated reports, although Dolpho's is fairly neutral, as he was off scouting during the exchange of words.

Who are Grimaldi and Sederic reporting to?

Finishing his nuncheons, Grimaldi headed over to Aemon, whom he'd always liked.
"Hello, Aemon.
Say, I've never had issues before, but who does a fellow go see about reporting grievances and bad leadership, on expedtions and what not?" Grimaldi clutched his wounded and bandaged arm, for effect.

In reply to Grimaldi (msg # 283):

"What manner o compaint are ye seekin ta register?"
He pulls up a scroll onto his desk, and snags a lead scriber from his belt.