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"Alright, well, the fires out. But first... shall we verify whether the curse is gone? How are you feeling, Lightfingers? Do you need a healing? On the off chance that clearing the curse involves two hearts, do you want to be the one to dig through the gold? You can load it into this bag of holding I found back in the other room, as if someone dropped it there as they blinked out of existence. I also found this wand there that seemed like it had been used to help us get to this point, but I can't recall how, exactly."

Okay, I'm gonna lay down for a short rest, at least. Wake me when the curse is done.

Kit takes the ale from Duke before taking a swig of her waterskin.

"I'll happily make sure that the coins are safe to collect!" Without waiting for protesting, Caine takes the bag of holding and fills it with the gold around the tomb, then looks around for anything else that is of interest. Suddenly, she adds, "Oh right, yes, I don't feel cursed anymore."

"Thanks, Lightfingers. I'll hold on to the bag of holding until a better time to divide up the spoils. Shall we check the coffins for stray hearts?" I ask, waiting for the bag of holding, and then proceeding to the big coffin in the center to rummage around in it.

Seeing as everyone else took a bit more of a beating than I did, I continue around and search the rest of the coffins. Not expecting much, but might as well.

Holding the bag closer to herself for a moment before muttering curses in Elven as she hands the bag over. "I better get my fair share of the coin..."

"Of course, Lightfingers. I just thought it might be best to relieve you of the temptation to interpret fair share with a more liberal definition. I know how the shiny things affect you." I reply with a wink. "If you wish, we can unload the previous cache from your pack into the bag as well, so you have more room in your pack. It's practically bulging. Then perhaps we should look for another hidden door in here somewhere, as well as the viper pit? Your expertise in that matter could once again be a real asset."

She eyes Storm for a moment before letting her shoulders fall. "Take it... leave the chalice though. It cursed me, no way is it escaping my possession after it could’ve killed me." She begins to check the rest of the room for the second heart or a door.

After Lightfingers loads the rest of the gold into the bag of holding, I catch her eye before she heads off to search. "For what it's worth, I trust you with my life. Just not with shiny things. Also... I completely forgot to divide this up, before we left the Pyramid, so I'll toss it all in the bag as well." I pull out the 1000 GP that the high priestess had given me and dump it into the bag of holding. "We'll divide that up, too. I think our new companions have earned a share of it."

Standing a little straighter at Storm's kind statement, she leans a bit closer to him. "I appreciate that, you have no reason not to trust me with your life..." a possessive look crosses her face before she continues, "but you maybe shouldn't trust me with shiny things. I can be quite the dragon once I've got my hands on treasure."

"I do remember the pochteca Acalhuaccaquixti saying there was the king and prince and that their hearts were enchanted to resurrect them within 24 hours of their death, so the curse would reset if they do. We stabbed what we believe is the king's heart, by the way he reacted. Where should we look for the prince's heart? It isn't in his coffin. I mean where would a heart be?

What other valuable thing in this crypt were we looking for? And how are we going to get past all those hairy undead things that surely have crowded that foyer with the six statutes. I don't think Storm's marvelous Pass without Trace spell is going to work in that room once we open the door. I don't want to rain on our victory here, but it can be undone if we don't find the heart, and our lives could be forfeit for the victory if we can't get past that front room."

Liie the others, Tēcuani is still hurting from the fight but a Jaguar Knight doesn't complain. His white fur matted with blood and with a slight limp, the tabaxi moves around the room and uses his old mācahuitl to poke at whatever remains the mummy left, particularly the Prince's. Sifting through the binding cloths for any clue.

Kit thinks for a moment as she watches Tēcuani poke and prod at the corpse. "I’m unsure of how well it could work, but if you all stay close to me, we can run through that room. I can shoot out my frightening presence and give us a few seconds to get through the room and pull the portal off the wall on our way out. In theory, that should trap the creatures in that statue room."