Troupe

• Ethereal Moonroot, Elf Druid 1/Cleric 1
  • Meerga Kertes, Osraean Ranger 1
• Eryndor Stormblade, Elf Fighter 1/Magic-User 1
  • Thomasina Kontoghiorghes, Cyclovik Thief 1
  • Lancaster (Kate) Beckett, Osraean Torchbearer 0
• Tinkersack, Yonte Bard 1

Casualties

• None

Lucre

• 99 silver pieces, 3 vials of holy water, a holy symbol of Ishtar
• Gold-plated musket (looks nice but functions badly resulting in -2 to any attack rolls, 310 gp, 120 cn), 2 strong boar spears (each 5 gp, 30 cn), and a boar spear with carved haft and silver head (120 gp, 30 cn), an exquisite light crossbow (50 gp, 50 cn), a large axe with runic carvings upon the head (24 gp, 50 cn), and a sabre with a patterned blade and gold handle with 3 rubies (625 gp, of which each ruby is 100 gp, 30 cn)
• 32 mounted antlers (each 4 gp, 400 cn), 6 mounted deer heads (each 6 gp, 80 cn), a mounted boar’s head (12 gp, 80 cn), 8 stuffed game birds (6 gp, 20 cn), and a stuffed brown bear (200 gp, 4,000 cn)
• Oil painting: Depicts a pastoral hunting scene in which horsemen pursue a fox through a forest (95 gp, 250 cn)
• From the lockbox: 627 gold pieces, 200 silver pieces, 3 garnet gems (each 100gp, 1 cn), and a golden torc (200 gp, 10 cn)
• Wand of Negation
• Helm of Telepathy
• Fortinbras, Spear +2

Report

I awoke from the hazy death of slug-life to find myself in the guest bedroom in the west wing. A warrior elf stood over me as I came to my senses, and shortly I learned of his name and his companions: Eryndor, Ethereal, and Tinkersack. We spoke at length about the circumstances: they had, of course, freed me of my polymorphic situation, brought about by a careless miscalculation on my part, and expected just reward. To my shock, they admitted some involvement in the ransacking of the house. Pleased by this honesty, I felt in my heart an obligation to fulfill their obvious expectations. I bid them wait in the master bedroom from whence they came and collected a trio of my most valued relics from the vault: wand, helm, and spear. Along with a strongbox of coins and gemstones, they accepted the items not without some grumbling, and I shooed them out the front doors. The house was worse for wear, and so I began to plan its restoration, not to mention anything to do with the insubordinate mercenaries and halfling squatters out front.