Drunken Snotlings Tavern
The barkeeper nodded at the priest's words before replying, "A game of hammer throwing might be fun. I will mention it to Herr Hoffman and see if we can get a few lads to participate. I'm sure we can get o' Frederick to loan us a hammer."
As the dwarf asked about the dwarven ale, von Klink turned and replied, "Well, I got m' special blend o' snotling's rot. I usually serve it on that day as it gets the job done and makes the game more entertaining. You'll like it I promise."
He beamed as he told this last to the dwarf.
Outside the Wizard's Tent
Kruger nodded at Bel-Kabal's request and motioned the other three out of the tent. The day had warmed up to just above 80 degrees and the wind was beginning to swirl the dust once more in a light breeze.
As they walked from the tent to the broken ring of stone, they could see that in the center, covered with a layer of dust, was a large circular stone that was recessed into the ground. A closer inspection of the stone lid showed that it might have once had cables attached to it to allow it to be lifted or shut. Now it just rested on the ground. Around the lip was a number of marks that Bel-Kabal quickly bent to study.
Unfortunately, the markings were so weathered with age they would not be able to be translated correctly. He might could attempt a guess at there meaning with some study, but it would only be a best guess effort.
"Well noble hero, can you devise a way to remove the lid to reveal the well beneath? It was clearly meant as a way to protect their water from the swirling dust that blows in this area. It would be good to have access to the water now, if it is still clean, so that we don't have to port all the water from the town out here. That slows down my studies. Of course, if this is too difficult you can always stick around to fetch me a drink when I need it. I wouldn't have to bother with getting water then," said Kruger.