Second investigation

[letsplayamod]

[Friday has come once again, Typhon’s deadline for the carrot of a motive dangled in front of their faces. Temptations abound and, when the godlings stir in the morning, the air feels thick in a way it hasn’t before. Thunder rumbles outside and the sound of sheets of rain pour down but only ends up pounding against Athena’s protective barrier. No one could ask for a finer umbrella.

There's no more monstrous cyclops threatening your morning. The horses were corralled back to their stables to wind down from the frightening excitement of last Wednesday. From then on, Typhon's threats have once more grown quiet. Everything seems to be... fine.

Still, something feels off.]

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[letsplayamod]

[Venturing further inside the stables... it might not be what Ferdi wants to find, but he'll happen across an absolute mess in here.

Starting with a toppled mess of pots and pans on the ground.]

[markofnobility]

[He will feel horrific about it later, but he feels a sudden relief. No, no even exhausted he would not have missed this.

An idea occurs in his head and he picks one of the pans up and holds it out towards the horse he's already put up- do they react in fear from... maybe hearing them crashing?]

[letsplayamod]

[hhhhhh, what is that, why is it so high up--

Yeah the horses are pretty nervous round it.]

[markofnobility]

[Woof. Yeah that's what he expected He kneels down to examine the pile more closely- was it set up to fall?]

[letsplayamod]

[It indeed looks that way. As Ferdinand will notice when holding up one, each pot and pan seems to be tied with rope and twine to another rope that's fallen on the ground.]

[markofnobility]

Bastard.

[Following that rope to see if it had been connected to a mechanism or was just pulled]

[letsplayamod]

[It doesn't appear to be connected to anything of the sort at the moment. But, as Ferdinand goes looking, near the back of the room, where a support beam stands, there's a hay bale. On top of that is a frying pan. On top of THAT is a still-burning candle. Some more rope, tied to the support beam, rests in the pan.]

[markofnobility]

[He stares at the lit candle, taking note of it's placement, what's around it. How much wax is left to get an idea of how long it's been burning. What it means. One of them set this up... then showed up surprised with the rest of them

He reaches out and snuffs the flame with his fingers, hissing at the bite of pain. Then chucks the whole thing out the open stall doors and into the paddock with a snarl. The horses' nerves are the only reason the pots and pans don't go out with it]

[letsplayamod]

[There's a bit of melted wax here, it's been burning for a while now. The rope, with its one end laying in the pan beside the candle, has been noticeably burned.

...Ferdinand will need to open the way to the paddock first. The door has been closed.]

[markofnobility]

[Of course, to make sure the horses go the way the murderous dastard wanted. he absolutely is opening it to yeet he is very determined in his rage. Assuming it's not bared in some way]

[letsplayamod]

[It's not barred, no. Just been shut. He is free to yeet.]

[markofnobility]

[Once yeeted he's gonna do another sweep for further clues]