(026) Happenstance in Ket

[waysoftheearth]

waysoftheearth wrote:
(1d6=3) Dorgan feels the warmth of the spirit suffuse through him, and much of the shiver on his flesh is eased.

Dorgan now has 8 of 11 hit points.

[waysoftheearth]

waysoftheearth wrote:
Fortunately, the main for of the warehouse seems as silent as the rest of the place. Empty even. What ever business is conducted here clearly doesn't require much commerce...

Mads reaches the door on his right, and passes by it so that Percy can open it.

With his cocked crossbow held ready in his right hand, Percy turns the door handle in his left, then shoulders the door inward and stands ready to loose his weapon should there be a ready target within.

However, all is still and quiet.

Inside is a smaller room which appears to be outfitted as something of a messy office. There is a large desk with scattered scrolls and ledgers and loose papers over it. Behind is a scruffy, but comfortable looking arm chair. There is a inky box of writing quills and inks and sands on the desk also, and a haphazard mess about the place... there is also another door in the wall to the left.

[waysoftheearth]

doctorx wrote:
Assuming Percy and Dorgan enter the room, Josiane follows them in, moves across to the left-hand door and listens at it. If there is no sound from within she will turn her attention to the desk and examine the papers on it, looking for any clue as to this place's function.

[waysoftheearth]

eris wrote:

Josiane looks on in awe at this demonstration of the powers of Dwarvish healing.

i.e., quaffing hard liquor.

OOC: Didn't you see the announcement today? Medical researchers report that moderate drinking (up to 2 drinks a day for a male one for a female) not only reduces chances of heart disease, but lowers the incidence of Alzheimers by up to 20&! Of course, they said wine was the preferred beverage, not beer, ale or hard liquor. [img]images/smiley/smiley.png[/img]

[waysoftheearth]

sulldawga wrote:
Dorgan will examine the walls and floor, looking for any false panels behind pictures or under carpets.

[waysoftheearth]

waysoftheearth wrote:
Josiane moves past Mads and Percy, who are both looking sceptically about the clutter, while Dorgon begins to search the walls.

The office is relatively small, and is crowded with the four party-members. However, Josiane proceeds to listen at the door. It is a light weight thing, and should be opened easily, she decides. However when listening carefully, she can hear nothing other the ruffling of papers, crunch of boots and general scuffle of moment of her fellows in this room.

Meanwhile, Dorgan has passed his hands over a few of the walls and decided that these are rude timber things, hastily covered by thin sheets of veneer and painted white to give a semblance of civility. But in truth there is little craftsmanship to this work. The entire place has a "cheap and nasty" feel to it.

There is a thread-bare rug under the old desk and chair. The rest of the floor is rough timber -- as out in the passages.

[waysoftheearth]

sulldawga wrote:
Dorgan will wait until Josiane and the others are done examining the paperwork on the desk, and then he will quickly check under the desk and under the chair, just to make sure there's nothing stuck underneath.

Then he'll take point and open the interior door.

[waysoftheearth]

doctorx wrote:
Josiane turns her attention to the papers and ledgers on the desk, examining them for anything that will enlighten her as to what has been taking place here.

"Friend Mads, would you care to examine the scrolls?" she asks quietly; "If they be magical in nature you are better placed to understand them than I."

[waysoftheearth]

waysoftheearth wrote:
Josiane examines some of the untidy papers, glimpsing scrawled lists of names and figures; some in the common script, others in letters she cannot read. There are idle doodles and rude pictures, and no small number of etched games of "cross and hole"; a common time waster.

Nothing seems overtly interesting, so she leaves Mads to unfurl some of the scrolls. He examines them with growing distaste before announcing them to be "Rubbish," and tossing them aside.

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waysoftheearth wrote:
Dorgan examines the desk itself as Josiane and Mads conclude their own investigations of what lies upon it. Percy keeps a watch out from the door.

"Hold up a minute," mutters Dorgan as he runs his hands over the desk's top surface and then beneath it. "This here is an awful thick desk top, don't you think?" The Dwarf is right; it's at least six inches thick for no apparent reason.