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Larissa favors ditching the poison, and will not carry it herself, but will not actually stop anyone else from carrying it. Larissa looks once more across the valley. "I don't know what to make of those roars," she tells the others, after recounting the even over the group's quick breakfast...

Larissa looks to the tengu, then reluctantly nods agreement. "I will surely need one of the cloaks," she says, folding away her own white cloak and donning one of the creatures'. "And I could make use of one of the blades." She takes one of the blades, and tears a strip of cloth away from the...

"Our goal is not to fight these creatures," observes Larissa. "Our mission requires stealth. Our success will already tell the enemy that there is a force with the ability to oppose them about. I see no reason to give them further intelligence, or to fight their masses. We can gain victory...

Iago nods to the others. "Come, let us go to the inn," he advises. "A few meads will wash the taste of the road from our mouths, and we can look for more aid on the morrow." PM, I know you said we could look for magic items in the town, but I forgot the percentage roll and can't find it in...

Larissa is ready for her review. She is mid-adventure, so finances have not been updated.

"But now, the light is giving us away," Larissa says, gesturing to the enormous dome of light over them. "We cannot stay here. We must gather up the creatures' gear and break camp. And one of us who is skilled in woodcraft should try to cover out tracks."

Iago begins helping Markas unload the goods. "We recovered these from orcish raiders, but many are of good quality," he comments. I favor selling everything but the arrows, unless someone wants something else from the list.

"Step back," Larissa advises Father Reinos and Tyrien. She draws her sword."Master Agno, Mistress Tyrien, if you shoot the beast where it lies, I will stand ready and move in if it rises. With luck, you can kill it from a distance before it explodes." Apparently she has concluded that it is...

Larissa's eyes widen as the arrows thunk unerringly into the creature, one sliding into the beast mere inches from her own neck. She looks at Tyrien, trying to conceal how disturbed she is by the event. "You are...quite an aggressive markswoman," she offers, trying to force herself to be...

Iago nods politely and enters, trying to return his mind to the business at hand. "We need to find more healing magics, or a healer willing to come with us," he offers. He searches his memory. "Was there a temple in the town? Perhaps if we are taking the fight to the orcs, a more militant...

As the Stalker attempts to invoke its darkness again, Larissa twists desperately, trying to drive her armored forearm into its throat. There is a crunching sound as her armor impacts flesh, and the creature gags and sputters. She plays on the creature's moment of weakness, twisting its arm...

Larissa spares no words for the priest as she furiously struggles with the Stalker. She chooses not to release her grip, lest the creature again call darkness upon them, and instead tries to force it to the ground. Maintaining grapple, attempting to pin the creature. I think this just...

Iago looks to Markas, and back to the guards, the situation seeming to snap him out of his mood. The Markas might be seen to have offered the guards a bribe, and given the tension in the air it occurs to Iago they might be of a mind to make trouble for the group. "Hold," he says gently...

In the total darkness, Larissa's eyes widen at the sound of a snapping twig, almost at her feet. "It's here!" She cries, dropping her sword as she lunges forward to tackle the monster. Free: Drop sword to free both hands for grapple (Saints preserve her! :-) Std: Initiate Grapple Grapple...

"I'll not part with my ears at those prices, even if you offered full price." It is hard to tell if Iago is joking, or genuinely angry.

"Hush! Listen!" urges Larissa. "It may be trying to run instead of fight -- It may want to warn its brethren! We have to stop it." Larissa is making a PER roll to try to figure out where it is, even roughly. PER to find Stalker (1d20+2=18) If she gets any kind of bead on it, she will run...

Iago merely nods politely to the guard. He has been very withdrawn since the group's encounter with the orcs.

Yes, fine to fast forward things a bit.

Huddled by the fire, Iago considered their situation. He took out the healing wand he had brought with him, letting his fingers feel its already-diminished magic. Part of him wanted to push onward for reasons he could not explain. But come morning, he turned to his comrades and said, "I do...