Game: Grab yourself a seat, friend.

"I forgot about tha lamp. How many strange objects did we get outa tha tunnels down there?"

Ramiel finally decides to join his companions after a night of restful sleep. He actually woke up a little while ago, and decided to draft a letter to the young elvish woman, stating that her grandmother's remains had been found, and that her spellbook was instrumental in saving their lives (with some flourish and exaggeration, of course). Satisfied with the letter's contents, the sorcerer sealed it with his signet ring, then proceeded downstairs.

"Good afternoon, everyone." He said as he entered the common area, addressing his companions rather than the other customers.

Béke waves Ramiel over to join her and the others.

"Just trying to figure out our next course of action" she says before offering up her opinion on the matter.

"The idea of having someone inspect the hammer that was retrieved sounds the most appealing to me."

"So, like, does anyone know anyone that can?" Silene asks, looking around at the group. Assuming none offer anything, she walks over to Tolfdir to inquire about someone that can inspect and identify their items.

"Or you know, just give it a few swings and see what it does." Ramiel suggested as he walks over to the group, speaking towards Izen, who held the hammer.

Elnorath looks at the others, still being careful to keep his voice low "Well I had some time to study the dagger we found....it is a very wicked weapon as you no doubt all already suspected. I would recommend we destroy it if at all possible"

Izen grins slyly, "I could hit it with tha hammer.".

Elnorath chuckles slightly "As much as it may provide some satisfaction I doubt that would have the desired effect....even broken the pieces of the dagger may prove to be dangerous....it needs to be destroyed utterly I fear"

"Well, shall we go on? Unless everyone wants to spend an afternoon taking care of business." Ramiel said with a hint of impatience. "It's not like destroying the blade is urgent at the moment, is it?"

"I wouldn't break it yet. Might be useful down there"

"No one knows where that big-headed rat went, right?" asks Silene. "Like, maybe it's still down there?"

"Alright, now where in the seven halls is that damn brain rat."

"I wonder myself, haven't seen that thing in a while now. It could have followed us out, for all we know." Ramiel mused.

Silene mumbles something about unnaturalness while navigating through the tunnels with her lantern. She tries to find their way to where they left off.