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Ah, I see what you mean. I figured everyone would have readied their weapons when they saw the wolfs circling the camp...

And what do you do? Just moving or are you going to attack?

The glass vial flips through the air, lodging neatly in the ribs of the nearest wolf before it explodes into a fiery ball of heat. Bone shrapnel is flung into the air as the wolf is blown nearly in half. The upper half of the wolf still stands, though it drags an immobile bottom half behind it.

Bezim - 23 -- Your turn! Wayrick - 19 Bastgare - 16 Skeletal Wolf(Left) Skeletal Wolf(Right) You can tell that they are wolves but your knowledge of the natural world doesn't help you figure out anything else about them.

"Jewelry? You adventure so that you can make more jewelry?" Uke seems to find this particularly preposterous. "And what do you do with your jewelry?" Uke wipes his mouth on the back of a gauntleted fist. He stands, thanking Tor as he does so. "I'm going to head out back. Need some fresh air and...

Sorry guys, busy Christmas and have been sick. Go ahead and roll a Kn:Nature, they are obviously undead so it will be more difficult than normal to figure anything out about them. The shapes move into the circle of light, there are only two of the skeletal wolfs, ragged fur and sinews hanging...

Somehow I don't picture a gnome druid dedicated to protecting the forest carrying an axe;)

Uke nods, "I think that could work... You bring your bow, I'll bring my sword... And what will you bring little gnome?"

DM Roll just means I rolled a dice to determine an outcome and wanted you, the players, to see it.

"You can call me Uke." He grins, revealing surprisingly white teeth framed by twin tusks. "And I'm no priest... Not even an initiate in fact. But that's a story for another time. I am here in Senathi's service, looking for a chance to serve her justice. Seems like I could be waiting for a while...

The night is quickly approaching as the sun settles down beneath the distant horizon. The wind picks up, a chill breeze making any of the larger granite boulders seem like enough shelter to even the pickiest of halflings. The group picks their way through the ruins, gathering a few of the drier...

The ground here, while not bone dry, doesn't appear to be too damp for a fire to start. Finding firewood could be a problem but there are a few dead bushes nearby.

Uke nods to the tiny female. "How is your soup? They have the best lamb stew here. Father Micah always said this place was well known for their ale too. But I'm not allowed to drink the hard stuff. Only priest's ale for me. I'm sure the innkeeper likes that. It's cheaper to serve watered down...

As you continue on through the increasingly poor weather the rain turns into hail. Those who have hoods pull them up, offering some protection from the stinging ice. The road begins to harden, becoming crunchy rather than muddy. After many hours of climbing up one hill and down another it feels...

The night passes quickly and uneventfully and the party is soon on the road again. The dwarf is quiet and introspective for the majority of the morning. He announces shortly before lunch that Aos is guiding him in a different direction. "Thanks for the companionship and the frog, safe travels...

Uke is going to see if there is some sort of an arena or practice yard where he can test his new sword. Uke grimaces, "Sorry about that... probably some distant cousins of mine. Not exactly known for being civilized. I've never met any of them though, but if I ever found any who had a part in...

"Toss me one of those, I'll make myself some frog on a stick..." After the party finishes their meager frog dinner, some choose to include a ration in their dinner, the frog not enough by itself. "I'm going to sleep now, feet aren't as young as they once were..." Lets get moving, my fault for...

The dwarf shakes his scruffy head, finishing the fire as he looks about for Wayrick. "It's been a while since he left. Anyone want to look for him?"

"I serve Senathi, but as one of her lowly servants I have to report to Father Micah. I'm too low to be a weapon of hers." Uke takes a bite of his bread, dunking it in his stew as he says, "What happened to your home?"

Whoops, my bad! You definitely have control, shouldn't have done Tor's interactions, want me to remove it so you can? Sorry! Definitely agree on the colors for the 'non-vital' characters. Good idea! btw, Uke is a fighter who was trained as an inquisitor but never passed the exams when it came to...