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[Flying Dice]

Gaun casually walks down a wall and over to the chest, brushing up against Karath as she leans down to open the lid, wearing a slight smile.

[Tawa]

Opening the lid, you find piles and piles of glittering, shiny coins.

Copper coins, that is.

[Flying Dice]

"Count now, or later?" Gaun asks.

[TD1]

Perhaps we may hide them behind something, until we make our way out again? Be a shame if we were counting our...chickens before they hatched.

[Nerjin]

"I'm not good for much of anything at this point. I'll see if I can't just drag the damned thing with us. Or we could put it in my bag. That's assuming we want to keep them with us and not give the dwarf a chance to come through and collect the stuff."

[Tawa]

So.

What are you going to do? Just leave it for now?

[Nerjin]

Loot the bodies.

[Tawa]

Oh, yeah.

Ahem.

Like a true adventurer, you dig ruthlessly through the corpses. The first drow to have died has nothing of interest; his rapier and crossbow were both shattered by Gaun's blast. If you weren't a seasoned arena fighter, you would have been positively sickened by the gore in his broken body. The other drow has clothing so singed that his shirt is now a vest and his pants are probably better described as shorts; other than a small green crystal (which, after much examination, seems to be little more than a worthless piece of green glass) and his rather poorly-made rapier, there is nothing of use.

[Flying Dice]

Search the room for secret doors. If none are found, backtrack to the last intersection, sticking to the ceiling.

[Nerjin]

"Green Glass... Whatever. I'll take it."

Take Green Glass Gem and Rapier.

[Tawa]

Search the room for secret doors. If none are found, backtrack to the last intersection, sticking to the ceiling.

There is a slightly conspicuous little switch, which when pulled, causes what appears to have originally been a floodgate to flip open!

But for no apparent reason, it leads to a corridor that turns back into the room via another floodgate-door. Weird. Maybe the architect was just writing random corridors and rooms down when he built the place or had a thing for recursion or something.

"Green Glass... Whatever. I'll take it."

Take Green Glass Gem and Rapier.

You're now the proud owner of a piece of cut green glass and a rapier that appears to have been forged in no more than an afternoon at most.

[Flying Dice]

"Maybe you'll be able to sell that to some dwarves, I've heard that they have a dreadful time trying to make it..."

[Nerjin]

"Hm? Oh, no... This is my little gem. Unless the dwarf has something on him that I like better. I think I'll see about making this little gem into a necklace."

[Tawa]

Um. Yes. So. Continuing with the dungeon crawl?

[My Name is Immaterial]

"Yes, please, Voice-Only-I-Can-Hear."
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