[IC] Chapter 1-4: Cellars of Hate

[DM Surranó]

Maul smirks at Giant's defiance against superstitions.
"Witchcraft!" he whispers to Murkatos with an exaggerated facial expression dubbing Giant's typical gesture.

"What for! What for! How about payment for one! Trips like these don't fund themselves. There are countless reasons why we must investigate these burial chambers. Besides, like Giant said, the "key" could be in one of these tombs. Very good Giant. Right about those adamantine bolts, this place is a treasure trove!" Lugar turns to the work of gathering the valuables to put into Giant's sack caught up in his gold lust and excited to begin breaking into the next tomb.

While Giant tries to break the adamantine bolts (and fails) Maul scolds Lugar.
"Trips like these are financed by the Council of Sea Jewel, dwarf. Whatever you find is your treasure, true, but don't bring excuses. If you wish to be a graverobber, go on, but don't expect me to aid you in times of need."

"If you want you can say a blessing for the dead."

"I already have one to pray for, remember?" the priest responds in a spiteful manner on the dwarf's foul attitude. (OOC - well played for your Charisma )

Wait.... What is it about the key you mentioned? Murkatos asks.
(OOC has anyone explained the armorer the mission yet? noone that I'd remember...)

Meanwhile Giant changes his mind and instead of breaking them considers breaking something else with them. While they are too small to act as weapons for his hands they would act pretty well as metallic clubs (footman's maces) for children. But more likely, gnome or halfling children.