Camping by the Fire

Just to expedite the adventure a little, can we assume that you're going to rest up for the night under the roof of the main thatched building rather than camp twice on the journey back to Scar Burrow? The villain Koenig is dead and, just for your reassurance, the outer buildings have settled down to a warm smoulder and there is absolutely no chance of the main building catching light.

You will be safe.

Limping slightly, his ankle swollen from his bad landing from the mezzanine, Rifkin looks over with concern and gently places the back of his soft hand to Arowe's already warming brow.

"It seems like you've all been infected with 'Filth fever' from the multiple rat bites. It won't kill you but it's going to make you wish it would. We won't make it back to town before your symptoms get much, much worse."

Pacing in a circle to favour his ankle, his right hand stroking his chin, the handsome bard continues.

"I can treat the worst of Fortu's wounds but only a professional healer or priest will be able to treat the disease."

Pausing for dramatic effect, Rifkin's melodic voice drops lower.

"With our remaining cart and horse, the two mules and the tanners' wagon, I should be able to get us all home safe, but I suggest that we divide out the magical items before turning in..."

Fortu recovers 15Hps from Rifkin's musical magic.

Please allocate the treasure and magical items including to Rifkin if you choose to do so.