At Brie’s, as Beatrice began to disrobe, Loni looked towards Accalon at the same time he looked at her, she apparently trying to gauge his reaction as well. When their eyes meet, Loni gives a little smirk, then a bright smile. At Accalon’s proposal, Beatrice shrugs and says “Well, after you taking care of that monster, whatever it was, we all owe you. So I’ll help. Hmmm… I guess Clara is helping you too?”
Loni says to her “Sort of. She tried to extort a ridiculous amount of money from him first. I’ve never seen her get so greedy. She must think all adventurers are rich. She asked for more from Accalon than she has from any noble.” Then she looks to Accalon and says, “So, I have to choose between spending some time alone with you in my room, or spying on the local authorities. That’s a tough one.” She smiles again, kisses Accalon on the cheek, then rises from the bed heading for the door, saying, “But I know which is more useful. Bea, take good care of him while I’m gone downstairs.” It’s difficult for Accalon to get a read on Loni’s emotions as she exits, particularly since she deliberately avoids making any more eye contact.
[Accalon rolled 5+9=14 on Sense Motive]
At Boone’s Antique Shop, Aligor’s cursing seems to inspire his aim as the urgrosh strikes the huge bat squarely in it’s center. Blood rushes out around the weapon, and the entire urgrosh begins to glow lightly, while the bat slumps to the ground, apparently very dead. Bane leaps for the meat this corpse offers him, but the creature disappears in a burst of magical energy before he can get another bite. Bane starts growling and looking around, trying to find where the bat went to. As Boone pokes his head out, he asks “Is it over?”, but when he sees the now glowing urgrosh he says “Oh no! Dwarf, what’s it doing that for?”
[Aligor rolled 17+9=AC 26, hit. Damage rolled 5+4=9.]
In the secluded yard in Taeirn, the boy yells for Shadow a few more times, climbing up on the bricks of the well to try and see farther down. Then he says “Darn! She doesn’t always come. I don’t think this here magic well is always so magical.” Then he looks up at T’aria and says “Hey lady, who’s that there?” and he points behind her, but as he does, the bricks he’s standing on are apparently a bit wet, as he loses his balance and teeters over the hole of the well. T’aria looks where he pointed, seeing a man coming out of the bushes. He’s dressed in dark leather armor and carrying a crossbow aimed right at the half-demon. The boy slips more, falling into the well, but his hands grasp the wet bricks, trying to get a handhold. He yells for help, and all T’aria can see of him are those hands trying to keep hold.
[T'aria failed a Listen check to hear the man approaching. Note: T’aria and her horse are about 20 feet from the well, and 15 feet from the man who just arrived]
