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Post by Danny on Dec 1, 2012 21:13:24 GMT -7
Nothing appears to be waiting downstairs. The four casks and door remain as they were before. Closed and locked wooden door, three tapped casks and one sealed cask.
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Post by Zolexa on Dec 1, 2012 21:20:04 GMT -7
Velira exa,imes the closest tapped cask to see how it was opened, to determine best way to open remaining cask.
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Post by Danny on Dec 2, 2012 5:09:00 GMT -7
The sealed cask has a round top removable by strong arms or a crowbar.
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Post by Zolexa on Dec 2, 2012 5:40:22 GMT -7
Velira removes her crowbar from her pack.
"Time to see what's inside."
And pries off the top.
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Post by Danny on Dec 2, 2012 10:36:03 GMT -7
The top pops off, and Velira is immediately hit with a strong odor of brine. Inside the briny liquid is a figure. Upon closer inspection, the figure turns out to be a pickled female human corpse. The smell is awful.
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Post by Zolexa on Dec 2, 2012 11:09:53 GMT -7
Velira places lid back on the container and gather's up her supplies.
"Well this is not good. Gonna need to alert the watch for this..."
Leaves cellar, closing trap door and slides nearest object over it for 'quick' cover.
Heads off to Guardhouse.
Reaches Guardhouse and knocks on the door.
Edit: [OOC: BTW, Eewww]
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Post by Danny on Dec 2, 2012 11:29:47 GMT -7
A slender young man in Watch Guard chain mail opens the door, "What can ah help you with, ma'am?"
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Post by Zolexa on Dec 2, 2012 11:40:11 GMT -7
"Is Captain Thran available? I have a grave matter with which to discuss with him. If he is not, perhaps the senior guardsman on duty?"
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Post by Danny on Dec 2, 2012 12:20:18 GMT -7
"Cap'n Thran's home with his wife an' kids at th' moment, but ah could get Lieutenant Ilsa for ya, if ya want."
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Post by Zolexa on Dec 2, 2012 12:26:00 GMT -7
"Please, my good man, is there someplace I can speak with Ilsa in private?"
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Post by Danny on Dec 2, 2012 12:30:20 GMT -7
"Not a problem, ma'am. She's currently interrogatin' at th' moment. If you wanna wait here for her, ah'll go an' get her." He gestures to a table with four chairs. It has a carafe of clean water on it and an ongoing game of solitaire. The guardsman heads down a hallway that leads to the jail, opens a door at the end of it and walks inside, closing the door behind him.
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Post by Zolexa on Dec 2, 2012 12:38:44 GMT -7
Velira sits down at the table and places her bag at her feet.
Not knowing how long Ilsa will be 'interrogatin', she retrieves her notebook at begins to make some notes.
Outside she hears the roosters begin to crow. Seems dawn has arrived.
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Post by Danny on Dec 2, 2012 13:28:23 GMT -7
A tall, muscular female guardsman enters the room from the hallway. She waves as she enters, "Hello! I heard you wanted to speak to me in private, miss.. uhh?"
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Post by Zolexa on Dec 2, 2012 13:38:38 GMT -7
Velira rises and gives the large woman a slight bow.
"You can call me Velira. Yes, I am needing to report an unsettling discovery to the Watch. But I would prefer to do so in private, the matter is surely to cause much stir about town. You may wish to ensure Captain Thran is notified before rumor gets out."
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Post by Danny on Dec 2, 2012 14:00:51 GMT -7
She gestures to the empty room, "This place is as good as any. Tyler'll keep the prisoner company while I'm in here." She grins, "We've dealt with a lot of crazy stuff over the years, so I figure we'll be fine, but what is it that has you so unsettled?"
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