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Singing in episode 2? I'm willing to forgive an awful lot. The waitress is awesome, because she tastes like salt.

Finished. Sorry it took a little bit longer than I thought.

Oh no, Jarrith is drunk, Janis thought, rubbing her temples. Or worse, maybe he's intending to go where Ireena's 'Lord" does. Of course, it might do for him to settle down a bit, and if Ireena had any sense at all she'd have him shave more often and correct that ridiculous haircut... Janis muses.

At the well, Janis "washes the stink off" by pulling several buckets of water up and, after checking the water to be certain that there's nothing particularly malicious in it, dumps them unceremoniously over her head. The no-bones practical sluicing continues afterward, with even more water...

Hawthorne Hap Male Human Cleric 2 CG(N backsliding) Medium Humanoid (Human) Init -1; Senses Listen +2 Spot +2 Languages Common, Olman, Sueloise --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- AC 13, touch 13, flat-footed 14; -1 dex, +3 sharkskin armor...

*sigh* :D

Abbreviated and unfinished Hawthorne is in the Rogue's Gallery. It's almost certain that the equipment and feats will change, and I need to divvy up some of the important bits from their sources and put them into pigeonholes for easy reference. The equipment's simply a matter of knocking it out...

Alright, Hawthorne is nowhere near finished, but I'm knocking him out into the Rogue's Gallery in a hugely bloated WIP form for right now. Hawthorne Hap Male Human Cleric 2 CG(N backsliding) Medium Humanoid (Human) Init -1; Senses Listen +2 Spot +2 Languages Common, Olman, Sueloise...

It's like a gift basket. Except creepier. :p

Awesome. I've got the other characters complaining about not "figuring out" my female character. I feel like I've just passed some sort of vagina simulationist milestone or something. :D

"I liked it too, that's why I hunted down the person who last owned it and cut them into tiny little pieces while they slept. Why this here," Adun waves at her hat, "Belonged to a man, belike he begged me not to kill his children. I did not, but I made sure to slice off their bits and sell them...

After Ireena leaves Janis lingers her gaze toward her, softly making hissing cat noises at the back of her throat. The stupid, stupid, silly cow, Janis thinks. I've half a mind to stick a vampire at her throat myself, simply for the pleasure of stuffing cloves of garlic in her mouth and...

Woo hoo!

"You had vermin in your graveyard. We disposed of them," Janis says simply. "Do not wound the mercenary. Or anger him," Janis warns after a moment. The tone suggests that the enormous half-orc might finish off the job done upon the father on living flesh of the daughter.

Adun looks for a child, because children are generally guileless, and demands they explain the state of the wood and stone here.

"Whatever you're about chatting like old women, do try and finish it before you succumb to the smoke," Janis says exasperated, stalking off to the surface.

You should probably turn him into a shrunken head. Then he'd just be a clever fashion statement that you could turn a priest on occasionally with a Speak With Dead spell for laughs. "Of course we're going to let your spirit rest Penkus, right after you sing me that song I liked so much last...

I suspect that if the Burgomaster comes back as a vampire, he's not going to be tossing on a cloak and attending the opera any time soon at least, Janis thinks, nudging the remains with her toe. "We should burn all the bodies. Just in case. I'm tired of every dead thing in this valley standing...

"We should search this place, for the burgomaster's body and otherwise," Janis states. " If no one is going to expire presently, I'd rather we wait to sew up our wounds until we're through."

Janis moves across the room hoping to dislodge any more of the undead that might be lurking. Because the sooner we kill them all, the soonest I can wash this stench off.