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HP 14/14, AC 22 (total defense) Drawing his scimitar and shield into attack position, but not wanting to get too near those monsters, Ter-raen keeps into a defensive position and shouts, "What to do with these bugs?!"

Ter-raen stops his examination of the picture, satisfied it is not another terror in disguise. And the mention of the lost young man does bring up the seriousness of what their trip has become once again. "All done. We go?"

Ter-raen glares at the painting, with its drawings of bad premonitions. "House of bad omen, with bad painting." Cautiously, even more so because of the painting, Ter-raen walks into the room and examines the painting at close.

Ter-raen nods his head in agreement at the dwarf's words, or at least how he thinks he heard them. "Left always... simple way. Ter-raen agree. Best to walk simple, in house of bad omen." Sorry for the slow posting, been rather busy the past few days, and will stay busy for the next week. I'll...

Ter-raen nods his head in agreement at the dwarf's words, or at least how he thinks he heard them. "Left always... simple way. Ter-raen agree. Best to walk simple, in house of bad omen." Sorry for the slow posting, been rather busy the past few days.

Jae shakes his head to clear his mind of the irritating song. "Pelor would liked to have a little word with you, you hussy," he complains as he stares at the corpse of the dead harpies. Looking down at young Sally, he asks, "You alright?"

Ter-raen just stands there, keeping his feet steady. He is secretly very amused though, seeing his companions try so hard just for a little candle.

Ter-raen looks at the candle with a half-raised eyebrow. It's candle. Ter-raen knows what it is. It's hot and bright. But not sturdy. Will make a terrible torch. He is about to raise his objection when he realises that both Erf and Gildrim seem interested in it. He pauses for another moment to...

North is straight ahead, from Ter-raen's point of view ;)

Looking at his companions trying to disengage the door that is blocking their advance, Raekz does the next best thing he can do: bring out his guisarme and watch the party's back.

Ter-raen moves to the northern door, again expecting trouble. Keep moving straight!

Ter-raen nods his head as if in agreement. "If wolf don't smell thing, then maybe nothing here. We go up, and get urn. Ter-raen... still don't feel comfortable with house of bad omen."

Good call on the door. I'm sure we were gonna open it anyway. "Somebody don't like to draw." comments Ter-raen as he slowly walks into the room, looking at the paintings. Noticing Fenenn near him, Ter-raen asks, "Wolf smell anything?"

Ter-raen nods at Erf's suggestion. "Clear out this floor is good. Less surprises. House of bad omen, surprises never tend to be good for people. Come." Ter-raen adjusts his shield on his left arm, placing it left and close to his body. His right arms wields his scimitar, a firm grip but not in a...

Sorry will finish up my chara by this weekend, rather busy with work recently.

"Erf, careful, we going to try open door again." With the dwarf's help, Ter-raen spends a minute or two roughing up the door again. Let's do it, Strength check 26 to open door number 1!

Hmm. Ter-raen looks at the unyielding door for a moment, before turning to the others. "No traps. Ter-raen try to open it then." If everyone is willing, Ter-raen will spend a minute or two with the door, essentially taking 20 on the Strength check to open it, final check 24.

Raekz taps the table twice, thinking over what Jehen said. "You're right, but alternatively, if everyone thinks that way too, we could be the first group there just by making haste." The hobgoblin shrugs his shoulders a bit, an imitation of the human body language. "What say you all?" He asks...

"Mmm, house of bad omen's traps are nasty, Ter-raen agree with idea. Best to be ready too." Saying this, Ter-raen brings out his shield and places it in front of him, scimitar in his other arm but close to his body. Ter-raen thinks back about the events of yesterday, when he tried to open the...

Ter-raen stretches his arms wide, yawning as he gets up. He looks at the sun shining down, and instantly regrets it as the rays make his eyes uncomfortable. He gets up, and does a quick check of his equipment, patting himself and looking through his backpack. Everything here, house of bad omen...