KahlessNestor
Adventurer
Torban Ingpol, the bartender; Omri Bine
Essess/Bredonshire/Bredon/The Sawtooth Inn
29 Mother/8:06 PM (after sunset)
Weather: 80 F/27 C; No wind; Light rain
As Coriana rushed out the door of the tavern onto the square, she emerged into chaos. It was dark. The town didn’t seem to provide any lighting outside. From the light spilling from the tavern, Coriana spotted small figures dashing about at the edge of her vision before the darkness swallowed them. She heard more smashing of windows or doors being slammed open. From the hill above town, she saw a line of torches rushing down. She heard a horn blow a warning from somewhere, screams of frightened people.
[sblock=OOC]Coriana has bright light within 20 feet of the door and dim light for another 20 feet.[/sblock]
At the back, Mindra rushed through the kitchen. The back door was latched and locked, but she couldn’t be sure how long that would last.
"Who is it? What do you want?" Mindra yelled.
The pounding suddenly grew silent. Through the door she could hear whispering, but she couldn’t make out the words. She heard scampering feet, some shuffling, and then a polite knock on the door.
“Hungry,” a voice said.
[sblock=OOC]Mindra, make me a Perception check[/sblock]
Essess/Bredonshire/Bredon/The Sawtooth Inn
29 Mother/8:06 PM (after sunset)
Weather: 80 F/27 C; No wind; Light rain
As Coriana rushed out the door of the tavern onto the square, she emerged into chaos. It was dark. The town didn’t seem to provide any lighting outside. From the light spilling from the tavern, Coriana spotted small figures dashing about at the edge of her vision before the darkness swallowed them. She heard more smashing of windows or doors being slammed open. From the hill above town, she saw a line of torches rushing down. She heard a horn blow a warning from somewhere, screams of frightened people.
[sblock=OOC]Coriana has bright light within 20 feet of the door and dim light for another 20 feet.[/sblock]
At the back, Mindra rushed through the kitchen. The back door was latched and locked, but she couldn’t be sure how long that would last.
"Who is it? What do you want?" Mindra yelled.
The pounding suddenly grew silent. Through the door she could hear whispering, but she couldn’t make out the words. She heard scampering feet, some shuffling, and then a polite knock on the door.
“Hungry,” a voice said.
[sblock=OOC]Mindra, make me a Perception check[/sblock]