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Ter-raen isn't very sure how to respond to this request. Firstly, he's not too sure which plant is dying and which isn't, although in an emergency he might be able to figure which is edible or not; secondly, he's still uncomfortable about staying in the area longer than needed; thirdly, he's...

OK too bad byebye. My group prefers 4E over previous editions, we find it fun and easier to roleplay in.

Ter-raen follows Erf to and fro Apikotoa's campsite. Ter-raen is bored, and a little worried. We should get urn and go back. Staying longer than we need now. As he begins the walk back, his throat tells him Hope dwarf din finish Ter-raen's drink.

Raekz looks around at the party. "We're still alive. Something's working at the least. Give it another blow," he encourages the warforged. While taking a small step away.

Ter-raen scratches his head for a moment at the gnome's super long speech. He looks at Apikotoa, and gives a shrug. "Ter-raen make sure spiders don't eat him," nodding at Erf.

Ter-raen considers the dwarf's words, and figures that he's telling him to go and watch over the gnome, in case of spiders. Mental calculations run again, and they do add up. "Mmm, also good idea. Ter-raen go." Getting off the seat, he moves to join Erf and gives a parting word to Gildrim, "Save...

Ter-raen considers: Drink? Or spiders? The decision is made. "Erf, why not drink a bit before we go? Spiders will wait for us." He bares a grin at his gnome companion.

Ter-raen looks at the dwarf for a moment, wondering how best to break the news. He lets out a small breath, and decides that he should just say it simply. "Eh, what you say?"

"Hmm, you right, little drink won't hurt. Ter-raen feeling thirsty too. Too many bugs in the house. What you have to drink? Come, we sit and drink together. But only for a while, Ter-raen still don't like this house." He pauses a moment, worried that he might have offended the pretty young...

"Well, some times the easiest solution works the best. Go ahead, give it a knock," replies Raekz. "Oh, be gentle," he adds, with a little grin.

Kaen watches as Lotka walk away, shaking his head. "Not one for preparation..." he mutters as he heads towards the teacher's lounge.

"Eh..." Ter-raen pauses a moment to consider the lady's offer. Thinking about it, he would like to get a drink. But house of bad omen... "Is alright. Ter-raen go back house get urn. Quick get, quick go. House of bad omen, Ter-raen still not like it."

"Yup, me Ter-raen," replies Ter-raen matter-of-factly. He looks at Erf for a moment, before continuing, "No, we not working for lady. We looking for urn upstairs. You saw it?"

"Eh, did the prof just say that a traveler came through? Shouldn't we go take a look at our visitor first before going through? Who knows what weird things we're going to see over the other side?!" Kaen asks, obviously more than a little worried.

Ter-raen walks over to the pond too, but remembering an old story about waters being deeper than they seem, does not immediately make a grab for the shiny. He simply points at it again, remarking "Why is shiny in water? Someone drop? Or someone throw? I hear people like to make wish near waters...

HP 34, AC 22, SAVES 7/3/8, Init (1d20+5) = 18

Ter-raen's grip on his weapon loosens just a little bit. Gnome can charm snakes, good good. House is not so powerful now. Ter-raen takes a step towards the hallway as Gildrim suggests, but his step is just a little lighter now, and he is a little bit more at ease.

Ter-raen takes a step back from him companions, pondering House of bad omen get to their head? They attacking cupboards and drawers! But seeing how they're having fun, Ter-raen relaxes and pointing toward the door, starts moving for it.

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Ter-raen, HP 14/14, AC 18 Ter-raen, seeing the lead of his party members, decides to follow up with what he knows best. He swings and slashes at the monsters, trying to separate, or rather, just cut them into immobile and dead pieces. Attack (1d20+5) 14, Damage (1d6+4) 10 Sorry for the slow...