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Thought the door was open for some reason. Edited post.

Mirra snaps the book shut and nods. "The wood-women match the description of 'vila.' They're fey known to test the worth of travelers, which makes me wonder if we could talk them into a contest of some sort rather than fight them outright. If we do have to fight, I would rather offer them...

Midway through Eanos' accusation, a tremor runs through all three of the remaining undead. When then one that the don was speaking thorough returns to the fray, its expression is as vacant and hungry as the other, and it does not speak this time. Something seems to have disrupted the don's...

Rhas looks suspiciously at the gnome. "A prisoner, are ye? Seems though there'd not be enough meat on th' likes of you for a gnoll to care, methinks." He motions at Umthirm to look at the nape of the gnome's neck for suspicious lumps. Rhas is going to check and see if the gnome has a rider...

Mirra looks at the face in the river, and addresses it in Sylvan. "An admirable ruse, but we have silver weapons, my lady, and several of the warriors are ... wrathful, as men often are." She considers for a moment, and then drops a sealed flask into the water. "A gift of ice for you, lady...

The don snarls at Eanos. "The man who's invading my son's home asks me to stand down? I do not find your hubris amusing, Eanos Setirav. But you are a distraction. Run away and I'll let you live." He sneers at the implication about Rosa. "Do you think I don't know she's a liar and a...

I had crazy work issues all week, because my boss is quitting and I do NOT want to be promoted. (Both his quitting and my not wanting the job are because the position reports to the CEO, who is the New Yorker version of Kin Jong Un.) I'll try to update stuff this weekend.

Davel drops to the ground, curls into a ball, and begins rocking back and forth, whimpering while the battle gets underway around him. Heinrich manages to sear the largest wight with a stream of fire, and Tyrien launches a salvo of arrows into its faceplate. It staggers forward, and swings...

Rhas shrugs. "Mebbe they'll whistle a different tune when we come back with a string of gnoll ears on our belts. Now if you'll pardon me, I've got a changing to do." He shakes his head. "Never thought the day'd come when I'd shell up wi' the skivvies of a fleabit wretch." He puts on the...

Daylily smiles once again, revealing lips stained black with quasit ichor. "Ptah! Taste is not to the good, but I have had worse. Is time for going and killing more things, yes?" Without waiting, he lopes off -- surprisingly quiet for how noisy and rambunctious he is the rest of the time...

Rhas offers his magical satchel. "I can fit a few things in my pouch, here. The rest'll be needing a packhorse, I think. Don't like riding 'em, meself. Feels too far off o' solid earth." He prods the breastplate with a toe. "Something I could probably use, if the none else feels a need...

Silver spear in hand, Mirra seems eager to get to the girl. She stops at the edge of the river. "Why do I think there's something waiting to kill us here? Muddy water ... too far north for crocodiles, though ..." Perception (1d20+7=10)Mirra Weathersmith AC: 18+2 (13+2 flat-footed, 15 touch)...

Davel follows Eanos for a few steps before drawing to a stop in confusion. Exhausted, terrified, and (although he seems nice enough) not particularly bright to begin with, the young man has no chance of deciphering a secret message. "B-but I don't see a c-cart. A-are you ... are you really...

The young man is wracked with indecision for a moment. Eanos gets the impression that even at the best of times, Davel's not a particularly fast thinker, and fear and exhaustion are certainly not helping the situation. "I ... I guess. I'll just b-be a moment," he says. And while he's...

Rhas reloads and looks into the compound. "I'm set, lass. Nae a scratch on me, as is generally the case when Umthirn is in the thick of things. Seems that beasties generally set a greater share of worry on the mad dwarf that's trying to headbutt them in the goolies that the quiet one in the...

I need to know where Tyrien and Heinrich will be for the next bit. Did you want an angle on the door so you can see inside? Or would you rather stay around the corner out of sight? Here's the map. Either move your token or let me know where you'll be.

As Eanos approaches the door, he thinks he hears a low whispering. He can't make out the words, but something in the tone seems chilling, and a cold shiver runs down his spine. The murmuring stops before he knocks. Afterwards, a long moment passes before a face peeks out from behind the...

Rhas watches his cousin fall, but says not a word. He raises his crossbow and puts a pair of bolts in the gnoll commander's throat. His eyes are cold and hard as the final enemy drops. "You dinnae mess wi' my family, you son of a bitch." He stands over to Umthirn. "Lass, he's in a bad way...

Confirmed that you do not at present detect any evil auras in the house. However, the house you stayed in last night did have a root cellar. If this house also has a root cellar, and if there are nasties in there, you will have to get a lot closer to be able to see them, as the spell only...

Mirra watches the girl disappear into the wood with a distinctly disapproving expression, but says nothing. When he girl is gone, the alchemist withdraws a bulky apparatus out of her rather small satchel. While evening approaches, she sets to work, listening as best she can to the half-heard...