Having taken note of the silver coating, the spears, the daggers, and the rest of the arsenal, Grumbleshanks backed out of the poorly lit armory. Probably worth quite a bit. However, you're no pinch, Grumbly. That being said, a nosy never hurt a thing.
He set the door ajar and turned to the gnome.
Perception: 19+8=27
"Hey, Gnarly, come..." he trailed off as he noticed a dark figure in the doorway. This must be ol' shadow briches himself. "Eh, hehe. Come look at this spider fossilized in the door jamb. Preserved wonderfully. I say, my shadowy fellow there in the doorway, do you happen to know what this specimen is?"
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