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[color=a0410d]“Think you can check out that chest, Mr. Payne? I might just be paranoid on account of the long travel here, but I think you’d still best be careful.”
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Normally I would’ve called in a bomb squad to make sure, but barring that I was the next best thing. [color=red]“Sure thing cowboy, wouldn’t be the first time I’ve dealt with a suspicious package.” [/color]I hopped off the log, and walked over to the chest. While Maston seemed to be concerned with this being bait for bandits, I couldn’t help but notice just how out of place this thing was. It looked too pristine to have been sitting outside for any length of time. Despite the antiquated appearance, the wood looked dry and unwarped despite being on the damp ground. Even though it was large, and very heavy, he grass around and underneath it was still green. The ironwork was unpitted, and the entire thing fit together well enough it was clear that care had been put into the construction. Even more curious was that despite being in tall grass, there were no footprints, apart from ours. If it had been placed there by someone, they would have had to disturb the grass. It was if it had dropped from the sky. 

[color=red]“It looks like a normal chest to me, and that’s the odd part. But I don’t think it’s boobytrapped. I’m going to open it.”[/color] I knelt in front of the wooden container and worked my fingers under the lid. It creaked and groaned  a little as I creaked and groaned from the effort. With the lid open, and without a poison dart in my face, I reached in to grab what was inside. The light was too dim, so I turned around and held it up to the light above my head. “What the hell…” I muttered.