25 Barrakas, 998 YK
Wir, 12:17 PM
Relic removed the key, but the configuration of the room did not change. “I am guessing we will find keycharms to match the other colors. At least, I hope so,” he said.
Arturo harrumphed. “So, we head in the direction presented? Maybe we’ll find something of value. I mean ‘interest.’”
“Same thing, far as I’m concerned,” Bex told him. “Still, the faster we find that schema, the better. Emerald Claw can’t be far behind.”
“Aye, well the Claw will have ta deal with those obnoxious hatches, as well,” the tiefling said.
The changeling held up her everburning torch and headed west to investigate the new exit. A short gray stone hallway laid beyond, unadorned but for a sturdy wooden door at the far end. Bex didn’t see any traps along the path or on the door, so she pulled it open. The room beyond appeared to be a small library or study. Two sturdy oak desks were set against the left wall. The rest of the room was filled with shelves lined with scrolls and leather-bound books. The corpse of a female clerk was slumped over the nearer of the two desks. Bex’s nose wrinkled up as she entered. The others filed in behind her.