"We were just waiting for you, my friend!" says Brae, finishing his drink. "It looks like we're off to the LCA, and from there...well, from there we're going straight to Hell. Quite literally."
"You were doing quite well, I thought," says Dannis, sipping his wine.
Perception Roll: 1d20+3 [roll0]
Edit: Apparently the wine has gone to Dannis' head.
Brae swallows a bite of food, and thumps his fist on the table. "Just the vacation spot I've always wanted to visit. I hear the lower planes offer all sorts of amenities for the brave and dashing traveler."
Anundr again slashes at the knight's horse with his greatsword, determined to put the mount down, and face the knight of even terms.
Attack [roll0]
Damage [roll1]