Ludo sighed, “Thank you Maruc, you gave her more of a chance at life than she would have given you or me. Thats in itself is worth Halav’s blessing”. With that he exclaimed, “We can take the boat I borrowed back into Threshold under the cover of darkness… I can lead you to Golthar’s lair. If it is empty, which I suspect it will be, we could hold up there for the night and depart Threshold in the morning after we have searched it”.
Stephan nodded at Ludo’s plan. He was happy to not fool with turning in their weapons. If the town guard gave them any trouble, he figured they could be convinced to look the other way. Regardless, he planned to cover up his bow and quiver when in town.
He stood ready to follow Ludo’s lead back to the boat although he knew how to get there having seen the rogue make his approach earlier.
Feldard, didn’t like the plan, not one bit, but short of handing over his axe again there was little choice but that. “Let’s get this done then,” he agreed wiping down this blade. “What should we do with these bodies? Leaving them here.. so close to town will no doubt be discovered quickly and rouse the town guard. And the clergy knew of our distrust of the mage so will be quicker to put two and two together.”
He glanced to the river. “Weigh them down with rocks?”
Maruc helped the dwarf sink the bodies, then he picked up Sligh’s shield. “Well if no one can make use of the this mage-wrought shield, I shall use it until someone else has need of it. I shall meditate in the boat.” He dumped his gear into the boat and covered the tell-tale gleam of armour with his travel cloak. He sat in an waited for the others to join him.
When they had all climbed in he unshipped his oars and pulled a draught of water between them and the twilight shore back toward Threshold.
The mage eagerly climbed into the boat. The thought of getting hold of Golthar’s spell book swamped all thoughts of caution. He trusted Ludo’s expertise and the thought that he had fully armed friends around him bolstered his confidence. Especially that they were on their way to Golthar’s lair. Who knows what they might find there? Or Who?
The demihuman’s keen nightvision helped guide the way. Miklos cast a spell of continual darkness on a stone when they drew close to the city to cover their approach. And thus they were able to sneak into the town. Once they found a quiet area to dock their boat, Ludo guided the group to Golthar’s lair, managing to avoid the town guard patrol.
Eventually, they arrived unnoticed at the Iron Ring hideout. They took precautions in case it was inhabited, but soon determined that it was empty. Golthar had used every one of his resources in his battle to recover the tapestry. Now, they had their run of the place.
In the various rooms they found gold crona and gemstones stashed in various places. The largest and nicest room had undoubtedly been occupied by Golthar and was where they concentrated their search. The wily Ludo discovered a hidden compartment in the fireplace. Inside was the mage’s spellbook and a locked silver casket. It did not take long for the rogue to open it. Inside were some gemstones, a carved ivory comb, a platinum vanity mirror and a gold seal bearing the stamp of the Iron Ring.
Hasan felt uneasy as he followed his friends back into Threshold. The city stunk on pig and chicken kept in tight quarters. Or maybe that was his friends themselves. The elf longed for a dip in the warm springs the Elyan had found deep in Radlebb wood.
It was rather a surprise when the hulking figure of Maruc pulled up in front of the daydreaming elf. Biff, the elf gasped, as he ran headlong into the cleric’s heavy-plated armor.