'Green Flame' house:
Selina
"You're sure they were Harkers? In my experience, watchmen use dogs, not...long armed primates with rubbery skin, or whatever. Did the Harkers say anything to the alchemist? Make any accusations? Ask any questions? Demand anything? And how do you know the mephits weren't the cause?"
Selina presses the beggar. He is sure the heavies were Citadel militia, they wore the uniform at least. As to the strange creature, unusual indeed. The beggar suggests they use it because of some innate traits to 'dimension' parts of its body. He gestures putting a fist into his mouth and then mimics a hand exiting his backside. The Watch has a barracks near to the Sheriff's office.
He is not sure what the Harkers wanted with the alchemists but after the incident, they were taken into custody. He concludes this group of Watchmen were doing ex-judicial activities, otherwise they would not beat and harass the men. They took a satchel which must contain something of interest, but he doesn't know what.
As far as the Mephits, he says they are smaller impish creatures and had returned one night to search the ruin but left quickly afterwards.
Dadely & Sidkrake
The pair cautiously descend the dark steps, going by infravision and dimmed candle light rather than flaming torch lest any residue flammable gel blobs burst into explosive Napalm like effects.
does it seem to be there was a search then destruction to cover the tracks? An accident? Simple intentional destruction?
he will also keep an eye out for any strange sigils or occulty or arcane markings
The cellar below is burned, the surviving timbers charcoal like and liable to further collapse. Half the risers on the steps missing, rubble portions from the caved in sections sprawl over an unevenly floor.
Rubble rousing the centipedes vs 1 [1d6]=6 unstable wall vs 1-2 [1d6]=4
You navigate around bent beams and crisped furnishings. Surprisingly one corner of the cellar remains untouched by the immolation, you go over to inspect it.
Secret Doors checking: [1d100]=89 [1d100]=87
Neither yourself or Sidkrake can locate any niches or latches which might indicate a secret door however with one person standing in that location and another looking about, the latter can discern a vaguely humanoid shape traced on the wall, like a silhouette of soot as if someone had stood here when the explosion ignited and an outline of their figure was imprinted upon the wall. Only this has a not just the depiction of legs and arms but spreading wings, outstretched bat-like rather than eagled or angelic.
It certainly gives vampiric or diabolic vibes.
A work bench nearby has a few disturbed drawers and a shelf unit has several bottles of embalming fluids, tipped up and scattered. But these thick glass flasks, grimy with soot are still intact. You can sort through the jars and find one that is very similar to something mentioned earlier by
Ness Costner, a pickle jar that contains a living eyeball! The eyeball blinks at
Dadely who must be as equally if not more surprised to see it as the wide eyed organ is to see him.
Sidkrake pokes around, pulling drawers apart and searching for niches, notebooks and any information. Any tools in the place have already gone to previous looters but he finds that under the rubble strewn floor, runes and patterns of some magic circle have been inscribed on the cellar floor. Brushing the rubble away, you can make out a circular design with arcane markings, surely some kind of summoning circle.
In some empty ceramic flasks, you could spoon in the globules of gel to create an improvised explosive, enough to add one each.
add +1, 'Green Flame' flask.
actions Selina & Dadely please