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"Fish oil... odd"

He will set the items down.

Sue did not notice anything in particular about the other items, although the blue pouch and ring are of decent quality. The vial is typical for a potion, insofar as any such container can be said to be typical.

"Like I said the Vial is a healing potion, nothing else in that pouch was magical." Alecia explains, "Fish Oil? That is strange." She admits. "So, what now?"

"The potion is magical. Healing I believe. What Fish oil?" Alecia responds, "Why didnt I think of that?" cursing under her breath she nods in agreement, "We could go talk to them. But.. scout the sewers?"

"I meant the items from yesterday, if any of those seemed magical. The fish oil is on the tweezers, any ideas on why they would be coated so? And scouting the sewers for an alternate way to the meeting site, instead of using the KHD." Sue will take a big breath after that.

"Hmm." Taking the Tweezers again she sniffs bringing them close, "Cheese, they smell of cheese. Some of the smellier ones often smell as bad as fish.." Alecia explains as she lowers them once more. "Oh, and there is a small vial of holy water.. Where was that dagger?" She asks turning to Nix.

Nix passes her the dagger if he has it and investigates the tweezers as well. Perhaps they're for carrying or moving something one would not want to touch...

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Nix had the dagger (from the Lantern).

"Holy water and a dagger, this odd collection continues to grow..."

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Preception/Investigation on these?
Religion on the holy water?

"Isnt it? Its all rather strange. I suppose it makes like interesting." She shrugs, "Very interesting."

Ok, you know what... I think it's time we all sat down and took a good, long, hard look at each of these things. This is some kind of bizzare puzzle...

Nix begins to examine the objects closely one by one

Nix settles down to methodically examine the objects.

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This will most likely take an hour or two.

Sue likes that idea. "Ok. Everything on the table. Let's spitball some ideas."

Alecia shrugs, placing what items she has on the small table and stepping back, puzzles and clues....

"Its a puzzle, his life and what it all means.. it makes no sense." The pretty Priestess suggests as she considers everything, unsure what to say.