Angus raised an eye brow at the contents of the sack, though more at the ring and the necklace than the gold. "If any o' ye lost a ring or a necklace, I've found it." Angus called out before opening the note. "There's also a note 'ere. I'll read what it says. Ahem. 'One o' me kobolds was smart enough to sneakily leave while yer party spent yer time interrogatin'. So I hope yer anger from imprisonment 'as been relieved by ventin' it on those that remained below.' It 'as not. I am still very angry and I am still goin' to make that bastard eat 'is rope. 'That bein' said, the path ahead to escape is linear with my associates and draconic assistants already aware of yer escape and waitin' to block yer exit.' They will fail. 'But I like to keep things civil with those that I speak to and thus wish fer an exchange. The 100 gp, signet ring, and necklace presented 'ere are a show of trust as I wish for one more thing before yer safe escape. Simply, we will need...' Hmm." Angus fell silent then. After a moment, his breathing became ragged. A moment later, Angus threw the bag against a wall and tore the note to shreds. "Welp." Angus growled as he drew his claymore. [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pNkQMtZAMAw]"There goes me calm."[/url] With that said Angus proceeded onwards to quench his redoubled thirst for blood and vengeance.