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The remaining baby seacats huddle togehter in their nest, no longer really a threat.

To the left of the group, Coren slowly seems to be coming to his senses again, watched over by Shearsea who forcefully pats his back.

At the far end of the cave, there seems to be a recess, filled with rags and seaweed.

"Over there?" She asks the group, "Is Coren ok Shearsea?" She turns to the young Trition.

"I think he will be" Shearsea answers. "But you should better look yourself, I know little about humans"

"Indeed." Moving away from the others she leans over the bank and checks him closely with her elven sight.

Healing: 1d20=18 Fail.

When Coren sees Brax approaching, he tries to smile. "I will be OK" he says between laboured breaths, and speaking makes him cough again. "only I have no idea how I will be able to return."

"Check the hag's treasure" Shersea tells the group. "If what she has taken from me is still there, you will be able to get out safely." Smiling, she runs her hand through Coren's hair in a gesture of reassurance.

"You had better." Moving back in the water she heads to the Hags treasure, Mace in hand, she brings the others with her. "Come on Gentlemen."

The Hag's treasure does not really look like treasure at all. In a recess at the back of the cave, there are huge heaps of filth. Seaweed in various stages of rot and dry form the base. There are pieces of planks, probably from broken-down boats, as well. It looks all very disgusting. Who knows what dwells in there...

If you look more closely, there seems to be a chest hidden beneath a heap of rubbish and old clothes. There is a glint of silver in one of the other heaps, too.

"You will have to be quick" Coren observes between coughs. "The light is going to go out soon."

After making sure everybody is out of the water, Gunter begins to move the debris away using the tip of his sword in case anything is hiding under there...

Working with gunter Brax grabs anything that shines, placing them in her pouch, and shoulders the chest, ready to give it to the warrior.

How big/heavy is the chest?

Searos goes crashing over to the heap as best he can when someone translates the word "treasure" for him. For those listening closely, he may even be quietly giggling to himself. Upon the sight of a glimpse of silver, he uses his sword as more of a pitchfork and just hurls as much useless debris as he can away attempting to reach the silver.

"Oh come on, poppa needs a new pair of boots... and a brothel!"

The chest is easy to carry, it is probably not full of silver. When it is lifted up, a soft tingling sound can be heard.

When Searos clears the trash from the glittering silver, Shersea exclaims: "Oh, there are my gifts of the sea!" and gives the thief a big smack on the cheek. Just then, the light goes out.

Shaking her head with a grin of amusement she pockets all she collected and the chest to Gunter. Taking the two humans by the hand she moves them to the entry of the cave.

"Stay with me." The order coming out of her mouth surprising her, "I will take one of you through at a time. Shearsea, Searos will give you your gifts, won't you my friend?" She keeps hold of his hand, "We have what we came for."

"Coren? Are you fit to leave?" She adds.

"Stop, stop!" Shearsea cries out. "You have such trouble coming through! Now that I have my gifts back, I have something that can help you get back! Without coughing like he does" she says, pointing to Coren, even though only Brax can see it, barely.

"Will you give my treasure back to me?" she asks Searos.

"What in the hells is going on? Why did the light go out? What is she babbling about at me? Give her back what? But I found it, it should be mine!" Searos clutches the various baubles to his chest.