[center][h1][color=orange]Seethe[/color][/h1] [/center] Seethe wished to investigate the scene, but he also didn't want to run right into an ambush. Luckily, it took only a bit of convincing in order to have Bar head over there first and spring any traps. He actually looks like he's going to do some rummaging for him, as well! The wizard figured that with enough training, even mongrels are able to figure out their dutie- Wait, why is he taking out his axe? Oh, gods! Tyr, please grant us mercy! Seethe stood, dumbfounded, clutching his stomach, feeling his lunch almost coming back up. Bar just... butchered one of the corpses! It's... horrifying! And utterly unrecognizable from whatever it was before! This is just... appalling! Seethe took a moment to swallow the scene he had just watched, making a huge gulp as he walked over. The half-orc had noticed him walk over and raised its leg bone, seemingly offering it to the wizard, who shook his head in reply. Disgusting, Seethe thought, and bit his tongue before he would proceed to continue giving a piece of his mind. He can't blame the simpleton for not knowing common etiquette, after all... [color=orange]"Well, this maybe wasn't a trap, after all, it seemed..."[/color] Seethed mentioned, as he started to think. The wizard figured at the very least that if he can determine when these horses expired, he'll be able to at least get an idea of how close any potential raiders are to their location. [color=orange]"How warm was that horse when you started... preparing it, Bar?"[/color] The Genasi asked as he shuffled over to the other horse, staying a proper distance away from any blood splatters nearby. "Living horses are warm, these not so much!" The Half Orc replied with a tusky grin. That helped. A lot. [color=orange]"Thank you, and no thank you, Bar."[/color] Seethe waved off with as much politeness as he could manage. The antics of his party continued to amaze him, for the worst... well, at least they haven't gone too overboard. Seethe closed his eyes as he began an incantation, moving his hand in a coordinated motion. They were simple movements, really, and to a trained eye, it seemed as if Seethe was casting a very simple spell. [center][b][color=orange]"A gory scene that made me gasp... Azuth, I ask for your grasp![/color][/b][/center] As Seethe said the magic words, [url=http://thebombzen.com/grimoire/spells/mage-hand]an apparition in the shape of a hand slowly materialized[/url] floating near the wizard. He moved it over the horse that wasn't butchered, inspecting it for any signs of rot or rigor mortis. Seethe deducted that the horses have been dead for at least a day. Either these bandits are very patient, or just didn't bother to clean up. Most likely the latter, in this case. The horses looked rather familiar, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it how they did... Seethe brought his mage hand around the scene, inspecting the saddle bags. As expected, they were looted clean. Seethe looked around for a bit before he also noticed an empty map case. Grabbing it with his mage hand and bringing it over, Seethe had suddenly come to a realization just [i]who[/i] these horses belonged to. [color=orange]"These horses belonged to the dwarves, Gundren and Sildar!"[/color] [hider=Effects] Seethe HP: 8/8 AC: 12 Seethe wandered over to the scene, investigating what had happend and rolling a [b]19[/b] [i](14 + 5)[/i] and figuring out that the horses belonged to our (possibly late) Dwarf friends. In the middle of his investigation, the wizard also casts [url=http://thebombzen.com/grimoire/spells/mage-hand]Mage Hand[/url] in order to help search the scene. He's not touching carrion with his bare hands, after all! [/hider]