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As the wizard was casting a spell, Prometheus remembered a spell, that was effective against wizards.

"Hopefully this has an effect," Prometheus said to Erron, as he Summoned a swarm of insects, targeted at the wizard.

Prometheus was very happy with how his spell worked.

"Call off your men, and tell us where the relic is," Then an idea struck Prometheus, "And your rope, then I will call them off."

Erron spoke up at this moment. "Actually all of your remaining men are still alive, er...except for the one you yourself fried" he said with a shrug. "We have some information that you may have attempted to steal an artifact from the church of trade last night, even though our informant was suspicious he was our only lead, now I feel he wouldn't have gone through the trouble of pitting us against each other unless he thought you could kill us or he thought we'd kill you, who may unwittingly hold some vital information."

Erron finished "What have you to say to that?"

Selce dazedly stared at the elf. She knew the chain lightning had only hit with a slight bit of its strength but nevertheless she had to shake some stars away. Selce moved to grab the scales and walked back to Erron with them. "Anything feel different, you did take most of the lightning bite." She said to Erron. She held the scales up high. "All that trouble for these, I hope it has some magical property greater than what we already knew." She asked and began an identify spell.

Erron coughed, a bit charged by the chain lightning bolt but otherwise unharmed, "I'm fine, the first mate took the majority of the spell: as it hit him first, thanks for the concern" he said smiling.

He went over to the captain's limp body and checked his pulse in a very futile manner: the claws had likely gone through one of his lungs and he was now fading fast, he motioned Ronus over quickly and asked him to do a prayer for the man's soul: he had become an unwitting pawn in a game that none of them fully understood: The Black Mast Pirates were likely no more.

Erron looked at the golden bauble with mild interest but felt that if it were important the elf would not have given it up so easily. "It seems the only thing they needed these scales for was to keep us pent up in the city until we did as they wanted." he concluded. "The priests will be glad to have this back, and its important to the town so yes, we'll give it back to them, get ourselves supplied and take the caravan to Trade"

He looked at Prometheus, Ronus and Selce apologetically "I don't know what I've gotten us into, but for now it seems we're leaves in the wind." He finished before he went into the captain's cabin hoping to at least find a map they could use for further plan their travels.

Strangely, just then as Prometheus made his declaration the ship began to groan wildly and shake in a violent manner. The lower decks were filling with water and it was already beginning to sink into the bay!

Erron felt the boat shake as it started slowly sinking, he quickly went through the contents of the room grabbing a few scrolls that seemed as if they could be important before running out onto the deck and onto the plank and jumping from it onto the wooden docks, rolling as he hit the ground. He hoped that he might have grabbed something useful and not just travel logs.

He regarded Prometheus and Selce who were the first at the dock and Ronus who had just strode off of the boarding planks. "We should probably get out of here before the town guard catches us with the scales, while the elf was a fraud, he probably isn't wrong about them being suspicious of anyone caught with the artifact in their possession." He grasped his side, "Hopefully we can get a favor of some healing as well, that bolt hit me a bit harder than I had thought."

Erron nodded gratefully at Selce "Thank you, lets get to town before the guard starts asking us questions we don't have answers to" The party made good time back to town and on its way to where the priestess had told them she would wait.