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"Yes, lets make our way back." Looking to Logan, "A rest will do you good son. I'll have a closer look at that flail too." he says, winking. Rest. Cast detect magic on the flail.

Eskard surveys quickly and charges the human nearest him. Atk 5(PA 2): +9 / 2d6+11

Instantly, despite his mass, Eskard follows Kushnaks command. Drawing his sword and charging toward the nearest dwarf in a single, uninterupted action. As he barrels down on his foe, he shouts, "DEATH!" Charge and draw(if you can). And kill. Atk 6(PA 2): +9 / 2d6+11 (or +7 / 2d6+11 if draw...

Eskard growls and looks toward Kushnak. Delay until after Kushnak.

"I, too, am quite spent functionally. But i don't think we should be going ANYWHERE until we at the very least get Logan here up and ready to go again. It may be that this place is going to get the best of us. We've already been almost overwhelmed. And these things seem to be getting...

Relaxing somewhat as the assault continues unchallenged by the undead, "Huh. That was quite effective lass. I've never experienced....that... in such a tense situation. Excellent job." he notes, turning back to the battle and looking slightly less likely run at the slightest cue.

Eskard follows the people, carefully holding his small coin purse. "I am confused. We're going to the free city now though, yes?"

Kote moves back to the entry to the room and awaits the final blows to the thing. 15~20' east. :D

Kote steps forward, points menacingly at the creature and waits. 5' step forward, ready to MM it if it's still standing after ava's turn.

Kote continues into the room, and away from the melee. Move to SW corner of the room, ready to MM the thing if it gets within 10' of him.

Kote smirks at the quivering anticipation emanating from the very fabric of reality as he moves toward the room. "This is something best left to you I would think." He says, nodding toward Ava. And i'm awesome. 40' N and 5' west please.

Eskard follows Kushnak toward Smenk's.

Kote grimaces at the sound of cracking bone. "We should take great care. The thought of ending like that thing is something i'd rather keep far from my mind." He takes a final look at the collapsed head and shutters before moving back into position.

"Gosh, that was quite close.. I'm sorry. I don't believe i'll every get the hang of this. I suspect the are a good deal more of those here..." he says looking hesitantly toward the door. He straightens himself and pets a small furry hindquarter that is momentarily revealed through the folds...

Obviously confused, Eskard struggles to ask, "Someone is paying us for her?"

Kote moves the rest of the way into the room, seeing the state of things, he manages only a simple "Gah...." Move 30' N. Ready to MM 1d4+1, immediately before their turn. In priority order: 1) the one nearest logan , 2) the most wounded looking one, 3) #1 (ie: if both are standing the same...

"So there WERE people here.... of a sort." Kote notes as he moves toward the battle. Move 40' north.

Eskard giggles at the mage as he attempts to garb himself. As he smears dirt on himself, he absolutely loses it, and begins laughing uncontrollably. He turns away and walks some distance, repeated looking over his shoulder and resuming the laughter. Like Di, that time in Di's brother's...

"It would seem that there ARE inhabitants here... of one kind or another. Kote muses aloud. Waiting for Logan, he continues "I suppose there is a chance that the opening of the door was merely triggered by some predetermined set of circumstances. So I guess one could say that there still...

Rising stiffly, Kote takes note of everyone's demeanor in the morning. At the sound of thunder, he looks quizzically toward the ceiling. "It would seem this IS a rather large storm. I can't say the last time I remember a storm lasting this long. But then again, i can't remember the last time...