"Wait, you say they have not transformed back into humans yet. .. Does that mean they might not actually be dead Thorne? Also, this might be your mark," I state, pointing at the bound werewolf. "That wanted poster looks a lot like the man that had been sick in bed. He seemed delirious and kept muttering scared until he changed and then shouted 'Are you scared now?!' at us."
Seeing Zork with the silver dagger, I ask, "Do you mind if I see that for a moment Zork?" Looking to the party I continue, "Jhod has already told us that these beings are evil and suffer from pure lunacy. Our charters charge us to punish unrepentant banditry, and thus all other evils, via execution by sword or rope. These creatures, being inherently evil, fall under that criteria. Taking them back to the guards at Oleg's will no doubt result in them passing the same judgement and would thus prove needless. I do not plan on vouching for these individuals like Mykael and I did for the repentant bandits."
If no objections are given, I will gesture to have one of my small earth elementals take the silver knife and then Coup de Grace each of the werewolves, giving them a quick death before burying them - save for the target of Thorne if it proves to be the right one.
"We will keep the silver knife on the off chance we face more lycanthropes in the future."
Caelum will take a 10 on Perception to identify the potions (He can identify anything with a DC of 25 or less doing so).
Edited: Diarmadhim on 30th Nov, 2015 - 9:55pm
Zork hears Archival but is suspicious as to if he will have a problem with it as before when last he wanted the long sword. He hands it over reluctantly with an authortative, "OK, but so you know, I'm claiming it."
"I have never heard of a werewolf being redeemed or turning from their evil natures" Mykael says to Archival and the others "I agree with Archival on this, the biggest mercy we can give them now would be a quick death."
He looks at the growing pile of armor and weapons "I could use the chain mail I imagine, but I am not inclined to give up the armor I wear at present as it belonged to my great uncle. I would want to retain and store my current armor rather than sell it."
Chuckling, I pat the air and assuage Zork's concerns, "Have you ever seen me use a weapon Zork? My weapons are my summons. While I do have several mundane tools, I prefer to avoid being close enough that I have to use them. I would prefer the knife to be in your capable hands my friend! It would be wasted in mine."
Thorne nods, flipping a purple vial into the air and snatching it. "Better keep it in case I get bitten. Even death is a more favourable fate.
"Save the bullet, Grogdrol. I didn't expect more to be out here, but it makes sense as long as the land remains uncivilized."
Archival's elementals plunge the dagger into the bound man. You see the wolf features fade and blend into the man, who returns to a thin, black haired corpse. The other two do not revert and remain as wolf-women.
Jhod attempts to identify the potions, but it seems his mental stamina has been drained and he struggles. He only identifies one vial from Zork's loot, a Potion of Glibness, but mentions the hood in Theaton's loot pile is also magical. He offers the hood to Archival to identify.
Caelum tests the other vials with a sniff and a dip of his tongue (I imagine like a wine connoisseur). "This one has nutty notes, a Cure Minor Wounds. But these two have a bigger hit with a nutmeg aftertaste. I dare say two Cure Moderate Wounds, brewed in 4703 AR."
Thorne sees the body of the man. "Well then. I have a reward of 150 gold to collect. It would be impractical for me to come all the way out here to pay you for your help. But I don't need any of these and I can get some more in town. Also some of my pocket change."
He offers 10 silver arrows, his silver dagger, 2 pots of silver weapon blanch, and 20 gold.
"But I'll hold onto the wolfsbane poison for later."
After cleaning the dagger, I return it to Zork and dismiss the elemental. “Thank you Thorne. Your generosity is appreciated,” I state as I take the silver arrows, dagger, blanch, and gold. “Here Theaton, you seem best suited to the bow. You should take the silver arrows. Since Zork already has a silver dagger looted from the werewolves, Mykael you should take this one. Grogdrol, since you will be staying with us, you should take the pots of silver weapon blanch in order to coat your ammo if needs be.” I profer each item listed to the stated individuals.
“I am focused more on conjuring creatures more than divining magical properties, but I will see what I can do,” I warn as I take the hood and study it. “It might take me a few days of attempts before I am successful.”
Mykael accepts the dagger from Archival, and if there is a scabbard that goes with it he will attach it to his belt otherwise he tucks the blade into the belt blade exposed. Hefting one of the pieces of chain mail armor he holds it up and looks to the others "Any objections?" he asks and if there are none he does his best to sling it over Patoot to store it until he can get it somewhere to be fitted.