Afterwards - The Thieves Guild, treasure and -you-.

[Carthrat]

Like a moth drawn to flame, Saul goes to inspect the magic box, taking note of the magical school involved.

[Anastasia]

The box itself has a heavy lock - but it's been broken and shattered. Inside you find ten scroll cases - each sealed in a smooth silver and ivory container. Each container has a crest of a five pointed white star, waves underneath it. One of the insignias of the Mage Guild, no less.

[Carthrat]

Saul frowns, quickly checking the contents of the containers, reading and replacing any scrolls kept within.

[Anastasia]

Each scroll is made of high quality vellum paper, ink bright and unfaded. There are two spells on five scrolls each - in other words, five copies of two spells.

Azaram's Malicious Unweaving - Far too advanced for Saul. It makes his head hurt just looking at it.

Pandemonium's Beckoning - Also too advanced, but not quite so bad.

[Carthrat]

Saul replaces the scrolls in the box, and notes in the inventory that 'Saul will take care of these potentially dangerous scrolls, and return them to the mage guild personally.'

[Dracos]

Meanwhile, while Saul was raiding the base... Gavin made with the questioning and such.

"So, what can you tell me about your guild?  You've seemed to pick up a lot of magic in here, but you don't strike me as a bunch of dabblers."

Dracos

[Anastasia]

Meanwhile, while Saul was raiding the base... Gavin made with the questioning and such.

"So, what can you tell me about your guild?  You've seemed to pick up a lot of magic in here, but you don't strike me as a bunch of dabblers."

Dracos

Whimpering in a servile, beaten sort of way as knight Gavin looms over him. "Ya killed Jeras and ya a knight...I'll tell ya! Just have mercy!" So he sits on the floor, looking between Gavin and friends. "Jeras has mage come here 'ccasionally! Calls him brother! Does whatever he asks him to do, too!"

[Dracos]

"Mmm, I see." He mentally noted that.  "And what other hideouts do you guys have here?  If you remain honest with us, I promise, it shall be taken into account."

Dracos

[Anastasia]

"B-but..." Shaking his head, "i won't 'ive if I tell you that!" He looks shaken and scared, thuggish and all too defeated.

[Dracos]

"Don't worry.  They won't know.  Your comrades here are unconscious.  Any of them could of told them.  And besides, they will be joining you very shortly.  The question is whether you'd like things to go slightly easier and have less of them out there thinking they should eliminate those of you in our jails."

Dracos

[Merc]

Elaine remains quiet mostly through these whole proceedings, but at the mention of a 'brother' mage, does ask one question. It's a bit of a stretch, but really, considering his earlier connection to Volte...

"The mage's name...wouldn't happen to be named Demetrius by any chance, would it?"

[Anastasia]

"..Aye..." Considering these words for a long time, "The Silver Tassel, the Red Falcon, the Driver's Remorse, and the Goblin's Fest! It's where Jeras was settin' up more of our new gig!"

[Anastasia]

Elaine remains quiet mostly through these whole proceedings, but at the mention of a 'brother' mage, does ask one question. It's a bit of a stretch, but really, considering his earlier connection to Volte...

"The mage's name...wouldn't happen to be named Demetrius by any chance, would it?"

Looking up to Elaine in hope, "No! Never 'eard a name besides brother, to be honest."

[Dracos]

"Mmm, basically nearby inns?" Gavin didn't quite recognize all of those names.

Dracos

[Merc]

"Oh, well did you take a good look at him?" Elaine asks. "The Demetrius I'm thinking of has short beached wood brown hair, slate grey eyes and a well trimmed beard. About five foot nine or so."

She doesn't comment on his clothing, figuring his facial features might be enough to spark some recognition that might exist.