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Kaeysari feels the darkness begin to close in, but stands strong. The cold, the fear, the despair, none of them can break her resolve, or her body's stamina. She's been through worse, and survived, and she's going to survive this one. Endurance, fighting against the darkness (1d20+10-2=21)

Fenwick walks up to the large dragon statue. "Statue very heavy. Still, Fenwick give it attempt." He throws his weight against the statue, attempting to push it, turn it, or otherwise maneuver it.Athletics (1d20+11=27)

The trail leads into a narrow defile, formerly a cut for a road, back in Allaria's great days, although now evidence of the road itself is only visible in a few worn paving stones. The sides of the cut have collapsed in many places, although the walls still are firm enough to climb. Trees...

Too much retconning makes for confusion. Let's continue with this, then go back and pick up the prisoners. Looking for companions should take precedence anyway.

The woman with the flute and drum sidles up to the table where Raijin and Noriaki are sitting and bows deeply, then addresses them in their own language. "Hú Lí is here, ready to entertain!" she says, tapping twice on her drum. "I greet my countrymen at such a perilous distance from our...

"If you find any," the older of the two guards says, smiling. "Not many left right around here." The guards smile and shake their heads. "Well done!" says the younger guard. Although their weapons are still drawn, the two seem less worried at the moment. They huddle together briefly...

Kaeysari prods slowly around with the butt of her glaive. "Okay... wall there. Don't step there, that's unsteady. Come on, soldier, it's just darkness. You're not alone. You've got friends here. There around here. They're. . . somewhere. You just can't see them. At all." She makes...

"Ah," says Fenwick. "Now is time for looking around and forensics." He takes a pinch of blood between his fingers, lifts it up, sniffs it. Then he takes out a piece of string and measures the distance between the corpse and the bottom of the steps. He makes several motions as if he is...

Kaeysari stretches out her legs, still feeling a little wobbly. Kaeysari will spend a surge, which will put her 1 point short of full.

"A wedding?" the first guard says. "In this part of the world? Who's getting married? An Owlbear?" She seems relaxed though. "We're guarding this bridge because we like having the bridge here so we can cross," the second guard says, "but Ismene doesn't want anyone crossing that she doesn't...

"If hitting kobolds is occurring, then Fenwick will come!"

Hú Lí sidles up to the newcomer. She taps once on her drum to gain his attention. "Are you waiting for someone?" she asks. "Or are you interested only in solitary drinking?" Whaddaya mean, "not a looker in the bunch?" :)

The bridge guards are somewhat surprised when Eraden and Graval step out, but don't show any signs of panic. "Oh, we know all about the goblins," one of the women says. "They don't come much around here any more." The other one laughs quietly, but keeps her sword ready. "So, Mister traveler...

"We encounter dragon too," Fenwick says, "but ours was green. Also lots of kobolds. Fenwick conclude that there two groups of kobolds."

Okay, since you're going the talking route, I'm assuming that Eraden will be rolling Diplomacy. What's everybody else's part in this plan?

As calm falls over the scene, Fenwick's incoherent sputterings trail off gradually, until he stands still, blinks a few times and says "What just happen?"

I got a PM from Eternal54 saying he's out for the weekend.

Kaeysari lashes out at the drake in front of her. The swing goes just a tad wide. With a sigh of resignation, she steps forward to get a closer shot next time. Standard: Footwork Lure vs. Drake #5 (1d20+11+1+1=17) Drake is marked. Move: to M21 sigh. IC hates all humanity. Save vs. Slowed...

With a glad cry of "aaaaaaarrrrrgh!" Fenwick rushes past his allies and digs his blade into the back of the fleeing kobold. Then he steps beside it so that it can not easily escape. Standard: Charge to R40 Howling Strike vs. Wyrmguard Scout #1 (1d20+12+1=25, 1d12.minroll(3)+2d6+1d8+8=22) Free...

The bell is on the far side of the bridge, perhaps thirty feet away from the end of the bridge, which itself is 20 feet across.