Miklos took in the horrific sight. “It’s much as I expected I’m sorry you have to see this Maruc but there may be valuable clues here. Tunnels are time consuming to dig so there must be a reason why this house was chosen. Perhaps it is near some target of the Veiled Society. It is also possible it is just another escape route in case their tunnels are raided by the authorities.”

“By the looks of it Miklos, she was a spirited girl and tried to fight off her attackers.” Maruc stalked around the room.

“Yes friend Maruc see these drag marks, the bloodstained dagger, even her hair here,” Miklos bend for a closer inpsection, “where she fought.”

The cleric looked around the empty house. “Either way, this entrance maybe being watched. We may not have much time before these men are missed so I suspect the wisest decision would be to investigate the other unexplored tunnels while we have the luxury of surprise.”

“Again I agree, but many must the Veiled Society be if they have eyes watching every tunnel constantly. You paint a dark picture. Allow me a few more moments to formulate a picture of what happened here.”

He studied the clothes and dagger. It was crusted with dried blood. A few strands of red hair are dried in the blood.

He moved from the kitchen into the foyer of the house. A marble staircase led up. The owners of the house were wealthy, to be sure. At the base of the staircase, there was more blood. It appeared that this was where the initial struggle took place.

Examining the bloodstains, Miklos found a small section where the stain seemed to have been rubbed away. Something may have been written here in blood! It was hard to tell, but the letters could be BAD… BAO… RAD… RAO… The message was obviously incomplete.

Miklos continued working on his theories as the cleric carried on voicing his own train of thought. “I wonder if Feldard has extracted any more information from those two, I understand Dwarves are quiet ingenious with their traps perhaps they are as ingenious with their questioning? It would be a shame to slay these men, they know too much…”

Maruc’s expression changed to wonder,“I’m of a mind to turn them over to the Great Duke Stefan. Halav reborn can judge them!”

“Why was my mind so clouded! Come Miklos these fools will know fear at last!” Maruc raced back down the ladder.

Miklos looked up from the floor and picked up on the last bit of the cleric’s rant. The man’s unhinged he thought to himself. Still he might have a point. It would be safer to turn these men over to the Duke. The Duke was known to be uncorrupt and they could let the dukes’ men expose the Veiled Society.

“But Maruc, you said yourself we would lose the element of surprise if we delay to investigate futher? …Maruc?” His words were lost had Maruc had already descended back down into the tunnels.

Miklos followed him down.

* * * * *

Feldard,in the meanwhile, had continued sharpening his blade until it held a nice razor sharp edge. “Death by them, death by me. I suppose your making the wiser decision. As I’m not one for making people suffer. It’ll be swift, I assure you.”

Finished, he strode towards the two with intent. “Elf, you may want to leave for this. I’ll catch up with you down the tunnel” He raised his axe prepared to make an end to this, when he heard the priests shouting. “What now?” he grumbled.

“Stay your hand Master Dwarf. I have had a revelation! We will seek the judgement of The Great Duke himself, surely these tidings are worthy of his personal attention? What say you my friends, mighty Halav has passed us this gift surely we should not spurn it?”

He listened to the priests grand plan and snorted and drags the man aside to talk quietly. “And what makes you think, the Duke will care or even believe us. Have we proof of their involvement? Other than a pair of hoods and their word, which I doubt they will be witless enough to speak in front of him. No death in kind is fair trade for what they have been involved with. They may not have killed her but they have no remorse over it!”

“Shhhh…” Saeth’s keen elven hearing suddenly picked up the sound of movement coming from the tunnel.

“I hear it too,” whispered Nicolai.

The familiar sound of metal armor and weapons knocking around echoed into the cellar. The glimmer of torchlight began to shine into the cellar. Whoever it was, they were coming and they were many.



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8 responses to “Investigation

  1. Feldard (Dwf 1)

    He listened for a moment, at their urging and grimaced. Then, hurried back to the bound man and before any can comment or complain, raised his axe and with the flat of it knocked the man unconscious before he could speak out or raise alarm.
    “Nicolai.. can you scout ahead and see if they are city guards come down after us from the Goodwife’s house or more of the Veiled?”
    He looked to the others. “What say the group? Retreat or stay?”

  2. Saeth Tegau

    “I think that’s the sound of the… Shining Halav–” The name of the diety came awkwardly to her tongue– “suggesting that we quickly go with the dwarf’s plan.”

    From the sound of it, there were too many coming through the tunnel to fight, even with the advantages granted by the close confines. Nor would there be any way to spirit the men away, up the ladder and then through the city streets. Would there even be time to run, to flee up the ladder and away from this deathtrap, as Bideven Broadleaf had in the 78th stanza? (Saeth didn’t figure there was much difference between escaping up instead of down.) No, there wouldn’t be, not for five of them–especially not the armoured clerk or the awkward youth–when the torchlight was already visible, glancing off the tunnel’s walls. Uncomfortable, she edged closer to the ladder, but neverless turned to face their newest adversary.

    I sure hope that this is our three slaves getting the guard. Even if Saeth doesn’t imagine it.

  3. “Even if this is the guard we will have plently of explaining to do.

    If there is time for Nicolai to scout out to see what is there, he will, otherwise, he would recommend an orderly retreat

  4. Maruc (Clr 1)

    Maruc held his breath, still they had and excellent exit that could be easily blocked.

    “I suggest we stay until we know whose coming Miklos, you and I can drag the bodies up to the room above – I don’t want these chaps getting into the wrong hands.”

  5. Mikos (Mu 1)

    Miklos could see the logic in the clerics words. If they turned out to be the Dukes men there actions could be justified without recourse to the courts.

    “Right you are Maruc.” Miklos started to help Maruc drag the recumbrant figures toward the trapdoor. Hefting each body onto his shoulder he passed them up to Maruc one at a time.

    “Master Feldard, I suggest guarding the entrance with Saeth and wait for Nicolai. His reponse will decide what our future holds…. I have no more magic before I rest.”

  6. Mikos (Mu 1)

    “Also,” Miklos added,”I need to speak with Nicolai, and the rest of you, about things I have discovered upstairs. There is more to this mistery that meets the eye.” Miklos grunted under the dead weight of the body.

  7. Feldard (Dwf 1)

    Feldard nodded stoutly at the priests suggestion, and moved a little further along the tunnel to delay the arrival of those approaching if need be.

  8. Return to the Scene of the Crime:
    Maruc: 10xp +5xp 2nd Post
    Miklos: 10xp +10xp 1st Post +10xp DM choice
    Feldard: 10xp

    Saeth: 500/4000
    Maruc: 495/1500
    Miklos: 435/2500
    Nicolai: 320/1200
    Feldard: 255/2200

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