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Valan takes appraisal of the situation. Four undead of intense strength, weakened. Five people conscious. Two dwarves out. I'm thinking we should regroup. There too strong and I'm too weakened to turn properly. To prove his point he'll try anyway. Turn. (1d20+1=9, 2d6=7) Having enough punch but...

OoC: misunderstood, Dang long dramatic posts completely based off misconceptions!

I guess we should start in the tavern? Elise asks Ces, a bit out of her comfort range.

Hey! Shadé says, getting the elf's attention. What's that mean?

Valan watches in horror as some start pulling at the beast on him. Knowing, from experience, that these creature are too strong. KILL THE DWARF'S I'M FINE. Valan lies and tries to pull it off enough to do anything. Valan tries to escape the pin. (1d20+3=10) and fails miserably. OoC: All ready...

Valan Ungrapples (1d20+3=17) If he succeeds then he shakes it off and scrambles to put Hasin between him and the thing. If he fails, he'll mumble an awfully loud muffled curse and try to at least draw out his weapon. 1d20+3=15

Maybe ask about what roll the Kobolds play in the mines around here, and what people think about them. That all I can think of. We continue to the town.

Shadé takes some water for the travels and starts around the perimeter. Moving walking slowly the shifter is alert and looking for any signs of danger. After one full circle she'll sit down for a snack, a little hungry even after the tasty breakfast. The water is good. Much better than city...

Shadé will check to see if the water is clear enough to make out any possible creatures living under it's surface. No sense getting eaten this early into a new Jungle.

We, well at least Elise will approuch the town. We probly should get a feel for the town before we start asking questions.

Bring the fight to the ground he says... More worried about the creature on him than possible damage Valan will try to rip it off of him. (1d20+3=7-modifiers) to no avail. Seeing no other possiblity he'll at least try to draw out his sickle. (1d20+3=9-modifiers) also to no avail. Completely...

Mearran frowns. Still unsure about attacking others, he will delay as long as possible. If it looks like the others will need his help he'll call on Triton(dog) to help them by attacking. OoC: Handle animal(+10) Bite+3 1d6+3 Dice roller is down.

Mearran smiles and waits to see the results of diplomacy. Perhaps I miss judged them.

Shadé grins wide for reasons that she thinks only she knows.

Valan coughs as he tries to figure out his next move, then he says in a quiet voice meant for Quozen alone. He, they stopped attacking him, perhaps your throwing blades would be better placed now. Thanks for the assist though.

It's Valan my Dear Hasen, Sadly my power does not reflect the strength of my Deity at the moment. Tis the way of chance. Now you could keep at it, but perhaps bringing the fight to the ground would increase our luck! Valan says uncertainty creeping in his voice. He's got a point though, perhaps...

That seems like a good idea, lets move quickly I get a bad feeling about this place.

By the Luckmaster. Valan presents his symbol on high putting all that is his faith into his next words, "I SAID, BEGONE!" Turn undead! Valan slumps slightly as his words have no impact. 5 hd worth of 3 hd creatures, burned luck domain reroll.

Can't you follow their tracks or something? Elise sighs Allright, I say we go right. Or split up, that might work too.

Yes, Yes, I am good. Shadé looks down at the crossbowman with a grin. What can I do with him?