December 29, 1370

Rane returns after having sold the chains.

"Good news, friends. These chains were quite valuable. I got Three hundred gold for each, after having checked quite a few jewelers to insure a good price."

"Since each of us is entitled to just over 2 and a half chains, I suggest we each put our extra fractional share into the party pot to pay for any future fatalities."

"That way each of us will get 600 gold, and the remaining 1,200 gold will be the foundation of the new fund."

"Otherwise, each of us get 771 gold, and there will be 3 unclaimed coins left."

"Agreed", mumbles J'Harast.

Bel says, "I'll take the 600 and donate the rest to the fund."

"Sounds good to me!", says Raz cheerfully.

Sasha gives J'Harast a concerned look...and a puzzled frown. "J'Harast?"

"I'm fine." replies J'Harast, with a scowl in his eye. "When do we plan to head back to the house?"

Stung by his response, Sasha blushes and looks away. "Well, I don't know? Is everyone fit? Do we know what we want to tackle? And how we are to tackle it? Have we prayed and studied for the appropriate spells?"

"If so, then let us proceed."

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