Burials

So... uhm... I'm alive. Guess that's something.
 
We went down again. Daar might have been right to hesitate, but I'll never tell her that.
 
We found a couple of ghosts first. They scared me a bit, because they caused a lot of damage, but it turned out they weren't too hard to kill. Had to save Daar, though.
 
Then we found a room with what turned out to be a portal. I suppose it kind of looked like a portal too, come to think of it. But I couldn't be sure could I? And that shimmering surface was so shiny. So naturally I touched it. And was transported to what we think was some kind of preparation room for war. Daar and Tograk followed for some reason. I'm pretty sure I would have managed to get back on my own. We figured out how to open the portal back anyway. Narvi wasn't too pleased with me, but who cares what he thinks anyway.
 
Working our way down we were attacked by some weird, large bug creatures. They were relly nasty and seemed to mess with our heads a bit. Some of the magic Tograk used went wrong and one of them turned into some kind of fire elemental. I had to use one of the water elemental gems that I got. We managed to kill them all, somehow, despite Daars brilliant idea to turn herself into a giant bat. How someone can be so clever, and at the same time make so weird descicions, I don't know.
 
We had to rest after that, we were quite spent. And the morning after we trudged on. Honestly, my memory fails me, but somehow we found a part of the temple that Narvi deemed very unstable. There were a whole bunch of sarcophagues (good think I have my magic pen, I have no idea how to spell that) and I could see throgh them and they were full of gems, and two of them held magic scepters.
 
After some discussion on how we would be able to get the treasures we decided I would teleport in and out with the bag of holding. Said and done. First turn went well, gathered a whole bunch of gems and got the scepter out. When I went in the second time though, I heard a loud crack, a rumble, and then the room collapsed on top of me. I'm grateful for the ancient stonecutters of the giants, because the chest held, and I managed to get me, the gems and the second scepter out alright. But I don't think I have been so scared in my entire life. Not even when the Unruly sank. I might have wet myself a bit.
 
The air have never felt so clear as when we got out from the cave. I felt like I had mummified giant all over myself and down my throat, which I probably did.
 
Narvi kindly bought a couple of bottles of expensive wine on the way back. I told him fine wines are wasted on me, but he insisted, and looked properly scandalized when I downed half a bottle in one go. Daar was of course displeased.
 
I just wanted to get drunk and sleep that afternoon, but apparently we had to decide what to do with the scepters. My first thought was to sell them, since we can't use them, but Daar said no, more sharply than I have ever heard before. First she wanted to give them to our frost giant friend. I have a feeling he has no use for them. Then she went on about them being valuable as a diplomatic gift to whoever will be the ruler of the giants. I for one thing don't think the giants should have more power than they already have.
 
It was decided to wait however. We have plenty of gold, especially with the gems I brought back, and the scepters are more or less safe on board the Aurora.
 
Daar removed my blessed intoxication, and the anxiety crept right back in. I know she meant well, but I can't help being angry at her. It's not her thing to decide. A nap in the look out helped a bit though.