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Return to the Chambers

It did not take long for the group to return to Arabel with all of their plunder. Considerable time was spent with a war wizard who also dabbled in the lucrative sideline of identification of magical properties of items. In fact it took three days for the capabilities all of the robes, cloaks, rings, swords, daggers and whatnot to be discovered and then some more considerable time to divide it all out amongst the Mothers. Strangely, Levi did not seek out any way of re-attaching his left hand and was oft found by the others during those days sitting pondering his stump. Once the spellcasters had fathomed the intricacies of the book of Bruk, the Puppet Master's spell slinger and had decided on what magics to memorise the Mothers returned to the lair of Adzerak. Levi again shaped the stone to allow the group access and they descended the spiral stair as before. Once more the wights burst malevolently out at them, but, almost nonchalantly, Guthranka turned them with her symbol of Tyr. The Mothers, and Gaspode foremost, turned their attention to the metal door with the fantastical creatures head. He discovered that there was a magical ward on the door and so decided to use one of his recently acquired items, the short sword Imp to help him dispel the magics on the door. He did not expect it's disregard for all things Tyrran, nor it's general unhelpful demeanour. But after persuasion it said that it had done what was asked although the Mothers did not notice any effects. Sheathing the troublesome sword, Gaspode stepped back allowing Guthranka to open the door. Unfortunately it was locked, so Gaspode had a little more work to do, but after twiddling with his picks for but a short moment an audible click announced his success. Guthranka then opened the door to a room full of bare shelves. The disappointment was universal. Setting about the tedious task of tapping on all the walls and standing back and looking for odd joins and lines in the wall, the Mothers tromped into the room. Fonesca, though last in, had most success as she spotted a strange line in the shelves on the back wall which turned out to be a door into a bedroom. A large elaborate "A" was carved into the headboard of the bed, a wardrobe, dresser and nightstand stood against various walls and a statue of a well muscled man, to which Jito took an immediate liking, surveyed the room from the south-eastern corner. There was another, normal, door in the room, on the western wall. Gaspode immediately set about looking in the wardrobe and discovered a nice silver necklace which he took out to show the others. This enlivened Jito's favourite artwork no end. After punching Gaspode twice with his stone fists the construct collapsed under numerous blows and magic missiles. Further investigation of the room revealed a key in a drawer in the nightstand and several books, one of which, on the teachings and doctrine of Tyr, so interested Guthranka that she took it. "Calimshan On Three Gold Pieces A Day"did not seem to interest. Moving on, the Mother's went through the western door this time into what was obviously an alchemical laboratory. Alembics, dispensers, jars, tomes, phials, bottles and powders were scattered across a number of stained stone benches. The room was lit by a glowing rod held in the hand of a tall female statue in whose other hand was held a book. The Mothers were now wary of stone depictions of humanity (even Jito) and so they took pause.

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