Closed [Lavender Ruins] A new place to explore

[Suresslynn]

7th of Fall

Suresslynn looked around as she rode into the ruins, a surprised look on her face as she saw all the wildlife and plants in the overrun building. "Well, this is a surprise...I would have thought the knights would have reclaimed this ruin...it would make a decent place to train in the woods..." she said as she dismounted her horse, who once again started snuffling her hair. "Stop that. My hair isn't food..." she said, pushing the horses head away before sitting down on a rock. After a moment, a snake slithered out from under the rock and gave a small hiss when he saw Suresslynn. "My apologies, cousin. I didn't know this rock was claimed." she said, moving off the rock so the snake could have it back.

Sitting on the floor, the Dhani looked around and then back to the snake. "So I'm guessing this place has been unoccupied for a while then, if you've moved in without any problems." she said, pushing her horses head away as he again tried to snuffle her hair. "I said no, horse." she said idly, looking around the ruins to see what she could see from where she was. She didn't want to wander in deeper without thinking, there could be something dangerous in there, like that flying lizard thing...

[Lasken Tolstoy]

Lasken had been exploring some ruins deep in the forests hoping to find treasure,when he had gotten himself into a most precarious situation. He had found five large chests a little ways into the ruins as he went to walk over towards the chests he had triggered a trap by stepping on a pressure plate the trap in question was a pitfall. He had fallen a good 6ft and hit the ground hard with a sickening crunch as his ankle snapped like a twig. Lasken had no way of climbing out with his ankle like it was and he probably wouldn't of made it out anyways as it was a sheer drop. Lasken was in a considerable amount of pain he hadn't examined the wound yet but he was sure that it was broken. He went to look and immediately regretted the decision his ankle had snapped clear into and part of the bone was sticking through. Lasken thought on how he might walk away from the situation alive and decided his best bet was to call out and hope that someone was here. "Help if anyone in the immediate vicinity is feeling generous I could use a little help"

[Suresslynn]

Suresslynn looked up as a cry sounded throughout the ruins. "Well then...this could be interesting..." she said, grabbing her horses reigns as she started walking towards the cry. It wasn't long before she got lost, but it didn't take her a long time to get herself unlost, or at least as unlost as she could get. Fortunately, she wound up close to where the cry had come from. Edging over to the hole, the Dhani looked down into the pit and sighed. "Well...you're in a bad spot, aren't you? Well, fortunately, I've got some rope and tarp and what not. Should be able to get you out. Just...give me a minute." she said, looking down at the injured man.

Tying her horse off to a rock, the Dhani took the rope from her pack and tied it around a rock near the edge of the pit, then let it extend into the pit next to the man. Taking her tarp out of her pack, the Dhani slowly climbed down the rope into the pit, her progress slow and unsteady as she didn't have a lot of practice with this sort of thing. When she got to the bottom, she looked over the man's leg. "Do you have any other injuries?" she asked.

[Lasken Tolstoy]

"No just the one,I was actually trying to get at those bloody chests over there" Lasken points to the five chests in question that are in the room behind the hole "anyways thanks for helping me out of there my names Lasken and as you can see I have an unhealthy appetite for treasure which usually leads to things like this" Lasken points to his ankle. Lasken moves to get up and through sheer willpower is able to stand. Lasken stops and goes back to his trademark silence and starts to think. Alright how am I going to get over there...hmn Aha! "I've got it see that statue over there I think I might be able to use my wind reimancy to knock it down so that it forms a bridge across the hole" Lasken puts his right palm outwards aiming towards the statue and begins to draw upon his djed. Lasken lets it build up and then releases it. The large gust of wind starts to wiggle the statue and then it crashes to the ground forming a narrow bridge across the hole. "After you Madame"

[Suresslynn]

Suresslynn grimaced as she pulled the man out of the whole, then shook her head as she explained it all. "Yeah, I can see that it could be a pretty dangerous hobby, exploring ruins like this." she said, before watching as Lasken pulled the statue down to make a bridge. "Hmph...impressive, but you shouldn't be crossing anything with that leg. You don't want to make that any worse." she said, taking her coat off and wrapping it around Lasken's leg to stop the bleeding. "Sit down, I'll go bring the chests over, okay?" she said as she started across the bridge.

[Lasken Tolstoy]

"thanks you can have half of whatever is in these chests,you really deserve it for helping me out" Lasken sat back down on the hard stone floor and leaned against the wall. He hoped that he could at least use what ever was in the chests to further his study's in magic or that it was at least something rare. Lasken again took up his trade mark silence, The reason he didn't like to speak unless he had to was because he knew the power behind words,he knew there were men who could kill by simply uttering a word. It was for this reason and this reason alone he didn't like to speak. When Lasken was finished with his thoughts the girl returned with the chests.

[Suresslynn]

Suresslynn nodded at Lasken's offer of half the treasure, figuring it was a fair enough deal. Walking over the bridge, she found she was able to pick the chests up one by one and carry them back over to where Lasken and her horse were. "These aren't that heavy...I wouldn't expect too much out of them...but anyway, you found these things, go ahead and open them." she said, sitting down next to Lasken.

[Lasken Tolstoy]

Lasken got up and knelt down to open the first chest then the next chest and the one after that until they were all open. When Lasken looked inside the first one he was shocked to find a a nice looking shortsword that looked to be made from steel, Lasken picked it up and balanced it in his palm it seemed to be weighted. Next he brought the sword across his finger and was surprised when it drew blood all in all it was a better then what he currently had. Lasken quickly swapped his current sword with it. The next chest contained a small pendant made of silver and iron with intricate patterns of interwoven vines Lasken took the pendant and placed if around his neck. Lasken then spoke to the girl "you can have the next two chests"

[Suresslynn]

Suresslynn simply watched as Lasken opened the first two chests and took a sword and a pendant, the former useless to her and the latter just not something she was interested in. Shrugging, the Dhani went to the next two chests and looked inside them. The first chest was interesting, a pair of simple leather knuckle dusters sitting atop what looked, judging from the crudely drawn images, to be a guide to fighting with them. Useless to her as she couldn't read common, but she took the knuckle dusters and tried them on before pocketing the manual anyway.

The second chest was less interesting in a practical sense, but more for the glimpse it gave into the mind of the person who owned the place. "Geez, the fancy things are useless...of course, I'd have no use for them if they weren't a freaking wreck." she said, poking her arm through a hole in a ruined silk dress. "Looks like it was burned at some point, huh?" she said, pointing out the burn marks on the dress. Near the bottom of the chest, she found a coat that looked like it would fit her. Taking off the relatively light one she wore now, she pulled on the other coat and found it to be a only a bit heavier than what she was used too, though it was also a bit longer. The coat looked, and felt, to be made of a coarse wool, like she'd seen in shops a few times, and lined in what looked to be some common fur. It was a bit worn and faded, and had obviously been patched a few times, but it was a good deal warmer than her coat, and she'd need it for winter in the region, if it kept getting colder, as her own coat was for desert winters, not winters this far north.

Setting the coat aside, the Dhani reached into the bottom of the chest and pulled out a small book, one without any pictures to help her figure out just what it said this time, but she pocketed it anyway, figuring it might be useful in helping her learn to read common. Under the book was a small piece of paper, folded up so that it fit under the book, as if someone wanted to hide it. Unfolding the paper, Suresslynn recoiled with shock at what was on it, a childlike drawing of what looked like a few wagons burning while brown stick-men surrounded it. A few of the brown stick men were on top of black stick-men, with red on their hands and on the black stick-men. At the center of the picture, under one of the burning wagons, was a stick figure smaller than the others that the brown stick-figures were ignoring.

"Yukmen...attacking a caravan? Maybe?" she asked, looking down at the picture with a sick feeling. If the child in the middle had survived and drawn this, and the rest of the clothes in the chest had belonged to the people from that caravan...where had the rest of this stuff come from? The same attack or a different tragedy? "Go ahead and take the last chest, if you want." she said to Lasken, still studying the drawing.

(The coat is a medium, good used, coarse wool jacket with fur lining, coming too, if my math is right, 45 SM. The two knuckle dusters are 10 SM together, coming to 5 GM and 5 SM in total, for equivalent worth. Hope this all okay to find.)

[Lasken Tolstoy]

Lasken was disturbed by the drawings, but doubted that the things he had taken were from the attack. Lasken didn't want to open the last chest anymore. Lasken went to stand and abruptly fell to the floor as a searing pain that had been too much for even him to take and let out an involuntary swear "petch" Lasken started to bleed more heavily from his wound the coat the girl had wrapped around his wound was now soaked in blood Lasken had to close the wound up or he could very well bleed out on the floor. " Alright you can probably tell I'm not going to last long without this getting closed up so I need you to listen carefully, I need you to unwrap your coat and snap the bone back in place, after this I'm going to need you to take my shortsword and hand it over to me so I can use my reimancy to heat the blade when I hand you it back I need you to press the sword against the wound and very slowly drag it across" Lasken said this in a very calm manner narrowly hiding his worried expression, he had learned how to do this from his mentor but had never actually had to do it.