Carth's magical adventure, ROUND TWO, MOTHERFUCKERS!

[Carthrat]

"Well, yeah. Let's see what they are," replies Carthrat, walking along.

[Anastasia]

You walk to the end of the hallway. Oddly, now that you think about it, you don't recall a door being here...or even walking down this far.  

"Carthrat...as you may have heard, Diane has several mage friends as well as other clerics. Many of them worked with her on a pragmatic basis -they provided goods and services for her clerical magic. You see the door here? This is one of them, a folded space room is ahead with Diane's personal altar, her magical items and other sundry things," she says, staring ahead at the door. "It's protected by one of the strongest spells she could directly muster from Selena, and you can only enter if you can defeat that spell or you know the password."

[Carthrat]

"I see," replies Carthrat. "Folded space.. heh. Did she get wards to prevent people.. well, getting around it, so to speak?"

[Anastasia]

"I would imagine so," she says. "Diane..takes this space very seriously. Partially due to security and partially...well, nevermind that, it's here nor there. Are you ready?" she says, turning back to you.

[Carthrat]

"Ever ready, am I," replies Carthrat.

[Anastasia]

She nods and turns to the door. Laying a hand on it, she softly murmurs something that you cannot quite make out. With a *click*, the door swings open. Stepping inside, you find a large, spread out area easliy bigger than the lot the house is on. There is an area with bookshelves, with drawers brimming with odd items, a table stacked with various items, and an simple altar in the center.  Without pausing, Rachel walks in and goes to the table, motioning for you to follow.

[Carthrat]

Carthrat wanders in. "Nice place she had here. Neat and tidy, I see."

[Anastasia]

She giggles as she walks. "Interesting thing to notice first. Anyway..." she says as you reach the table, "I already sorted the items of use to us."

She picks up a vial filled with soft blue liquid. "This is a healing potion. We all know what these do, right?" she says as she hands it to you.

[Carthrat]

"I'll wager that they heal things," replies Carthrat. "Useful to have around."

[Anastasia]

"Yep," she says as she goes back to the table. She picks up what looks to be a feather quill. "This is called a Writing Quill. It can scribe up to three words onto any surface short of adamantite clearly before vanishing." she says, handing it to you as well. "I don't know if it will be of any use except as a trinket to see, but..." she shrugs.

[Carthrat]

"Whoever made that should be shot," snorts Carthrat. "You can do exactly the same thing with whiteout."

[Anastasia]

She shrugs, picking up a thin ring of beaten gold. "Here we have a Ring of Renegeration. It greatly accelerates the bodies rate of healing, and even allows one to recover from wounds that would be fatal otherwise."

[Carthrat]

"When does it actually stop working?" asks Carthrat. "Like, say I got shot in the heart. Would I come back to life?"

[Anastasia]

"I'm not entirely sure," she admits. "I do know the ring has limits. Furthermore, it greatly increases the need for calories and food when the accelerated healing is in effect."

[Carthrat]

"I'd rather be fat than dead," replies Carthrat. "May I?"