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"Yes. He was an undead, nothing more than a zombie. Based on how he died I'd say he was beyond our help," Vanadan replies giving a final look at Kreepto. "But let's continue."

The stupid kobold will probably get us killed. The only thing keeping me from ending his miserable existence is that he is our only hope finding the white wizard who has the ghoul powder. "Kreepto, lead us to the white wizard," Vanadan says with a soft voice like talking to a child. "Have you...

"Ah, the smell of death...", Vanadan whispers. "There must be more than just one sentry."

Vanadan fires his crossbow sending a bolt flying towards the ghoul. "Stay back! It might be a trap," he shouts to others while reloading.

Vanadan reloads his crossbow and moves into the room. [Vanadan moves to D16]

Vanadan nods slowly to Marl and prepares to use his crossbow but he will not try to reaload it yet. He takes few steps to the right staying beside the wall.

Vanadan follows right behind Jaret.

OOC: I'm still in. Hope there will be some action soon.

"As you wish," Vanadan says and rolls his eyes knowing that there's a little chance of discovering something he doesn't already know. However this is a good opportunity to study the effects of the ghoul powder so Vanadan will join Jaret and help him as best as he can. [ooc: Vanadan will use...

"If there are more entrances than one... You, my friend," he points Arngrim, "you'll have to stay here and keep an eye for that necromancer if he decides to return to the camp. Kreepto can propably direct us to a quiet entrance. What do you think?" Vanadan ends his question by putting his hands...

Vanadan comes forward and joins others. "I believe the necromancer might have some anti-toxin on him. (Not that I care what will happen to our drooling friend. I'd like to acquire some of that powder.) Maybe we should find him first." He turns to Arngrim, "Is there only one entrance to the mines?"

"It strips the soul form the body." How fascinating, Vanadan thinks and lowers his crossbow. He tries to remember if he has heard of this ghoul powder before (Knowledge Arcana +8).

"By the gods!" Racid yels as he observes his newly colored hands with amazement. "Am I cured now?"

Vanadan will stay in the shadows observing the situation.

Taneth fires another arrow towards the wounded volodni. "You will pay for that."

After careful pondering the dwarf cheers up again. "Gimme the drink then! I bet your stews aren't as bad as mine! Har, har."

"Aw, alright then! I'll take it off, see? Racid starts to remove his armor.

Taneth Aislan (hp 14/14, AC 19 (+4 Spell), atk +2 m (1d8, 19-20/x2) or +6 r (1d6, x3) Taneth realeases an arrow towards the volodni who spotted Sadet. OOC: Initiative?

As the healer enters the room Racid stands up. "I'll be damned if I'm going to hit a woman before she gets to strike me first." He replies and smiles. Don't tell me I have to remove my armor! I haven't taken this off since... well... I don't remember." By the smell of it the dwarf probably...

"A healer is just what I need." The dwarf throws his backpack on one of the beds. Then he sits by the table.