When you say ‘fear of the unknown’, that is the definition of fear; fear is the unknown, fear is what you do not know, and it’s born within us so that we feel safe. We feel scared of the woods because we’re not familiar with it, and that keeps you safe.
Dawn began with some breakfast and a talk over the villagers behavior, The way Conner handled his sword last night, and the fact that it almost as big as me, yeah his money pouch is safe, plus for a stick up his arse, he doesn’t have that much of a stick. Maybe its only older paladins that have to learn to sit with a stick.
From the description that the Mayor gave us, another day of travel past a lake and we should be there. As I didnt know what to expect I chose some suitable spells for the day and gave my whip a quick rub down with some oil, You have to look after your equipment, otherwise it doesn’t look after you.
Several hours after breaking camp found us beside the lake, and an a grisly discovery. Beside the lake was a corpse, Alonzo checked it (it was far too smelly and dead for too long for me to want to check) and found it was dead for some months. From the bite marks some damn huge snake took a dislike and filled it with poison. Pretty much explains why nothing apart from flies and bugs took an interest.
A check of the corpse uncovered a very nice short sword, and a coin pouch. While I am always glad to see the glint of gold, that they was newly made from the country we are in Nirmathas. Newly minted which meant it was direct from the city.
From the design of the gear, this looked like a hired thug, and I hoped that this was the last of them, Thugs like this tend to travel with friends, and friends who can give almost 100 gold, don’t tend to like people who are not their friends.
After spending some time digging a suitable grave where both of them said words over the corpse, we continued south.
Towards the end of the day it started to rain. Great., We finally reached a steep slope going downwards, apparently called serpent gorge (I hope that is called so for the shape and not what lives here) Below us on the lower part of the valley we could see the crypt we was heading for. From here we couldn’t see much, the door way entrance was darkened.
Tying a rope off allowed us with some grace to decent to the bottom without out ending up on our arses, even Cryspy went down with some grace.
There we made a further grizzly discovery. 5 horses and ponies butched, Most likely by someone swinging swords. They was tied up then killed. Alonzo did his checking and declared that they have been dead a few days. Unlikely to be from that thief, but its possible that they killed them. Some of the trails of blood led into the crypt, which was, of course, open.
Readying our weapons and bringing Cryspy with us (not a good idea to leave a mule beside a load of dead mules) I cast some light and we entered the darkness of the tomb.