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Unit banishes his weapon. "A troll is far beyond the level of ability of adventurers who would typically come here. Whomever took over has chosen lethal options to keep out intruders."
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"Trolls got a country back home. Well, them an' lots a other scary types. Fire or acid's the only thing keeps 'em down if ya get inta a scrap with 'em."
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Among the things Rae notices in her look around the room is an obvious pit behind the altar (not hidden, except in its position behind the altar itself), and a secret door on the south wall.
Beyond the pit behind the altar is a curtain that obviously leads to another chamber.
The troll has 25 gold and 22 silver on him, along with a ring that probably isn't fancy enough to be magic.
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Rae walks around the pit, sketching the dimensions in her journal and drawing a picture of the altar. She peeks behind the curtain into the next room.
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The next room appears to have been used as an office, with a desk and cabinets, all in ruins. A deceased person lies across the desk, eviscerated.
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Convinced the troll is either dead or an incredible actor, Leo puts his crossbow away and starts poking around the office.
10 Perception, 16 Investigation
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Rae sketches the office into her journal-map. As she does so she looks around trying to stay out of Leo's way but still looking for anything shiny. Like a magpie. Not that magpies are shiny...just that they, too, look for shiny things.
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Frances would step in and say "Hey Drillv, uhm...where are ya first of all?" He asked looking around, the troll died or was declared dead 'after' using invisibility on the guy, and as far as he could see, he couldn't see Drillv anywhere.
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The "office" seems to have been repurposed from what was once the main temple of this citadel. The desk sits on a site where something else used to be bolted down. The person dead on the table is clutching a note: "Help wanted. One troll for adventuring experience. Must be able to memorize several lines of dialogue, comfortable sleeping in locked sarcophagus for extended periods." There is a fancy troll-sized dagger (so... a short sword) embedded in his head.
Drillv's joints can be heard, as he appears to be waving to get Frances's attention.
"I'm fine," Jaskins says. "Just a but stunned. I've never seen a troll up close before."