HolyMan
Thy wounds are healed!
The group continues at a good pace, much to Farmer Jeez's discomfort, and reach the farmstead about a half an hour before dark. But that doesn't give the group as much time as they would like, as by the time they shelter the horses behind the house and get a look at the hacked up barn door twilight has set in and full dark is only minutes away.
All the farm animals are penned up in a small over crowed pen. It's low (3')stone wall keeps them boxed in, and they seem to dislike the arrangement from all the noise they are making. The barn is empty as Farmer Jeez has takin the remaining equipment into his home for safe-keeping.
The farmhouse is a typical two story building. Made totally of wood and having a thatched roof. The home houses the famer, his wife, and four children. When it gets dark the farmer's wife takes all the children up stairs and bolts themselves in the master bedroom.
"Well," Farmer Jeez sighs "this is my home. Do you believe you can defend it from those demons?"
All the farm animals are penned up in a small over crowed pen. It's low (3')stone wall keeps them boxed in, and they seem to dislike the arrangement from all the noise they are making. The barn is empty as Farmer Jeez has takin the remaining equipment into his home for safe-keeping.
The farmhouse is a typical two story building. Made totally of wood and having a thatched roof. The home houses the famer, his wife, and four children. When it gets dark the farmer's wife takes all the children up stairs and bolts themselves in the master bedroom.
"Well," Farmer Jeez sighs "this is my home. Do you believe you can defend it from those demons?"