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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Nail" data-source="post: 1113630" data-attributes="member: 224">internet clog......Hey there!Sorry about the delay, for those 2 people out there that are reading.  Among other things, it's getting more and more difficult for me to post to ENworld...some kind of techno-internet thingy.  Anyway:Session #10: "Wait: Who is here, helping us?  You’ve gotta be kidding..."(Session of RL June 12th, 2003)The adventurers arrived at the remains of the Old Smitson farm without incident.  The house lay as it had before, but surrounding it on the ground were muddy patches, trails of scorch marks, and signs of battle with the restless dead.The small hut, between the well and the house, had been recently repaired, and the door re-hung on its hinges and locked.  The hut was opened (thanks to Thaile’s skill) and explored; it was stuffed with old pots, hanging bunches of herbs, and ceramic vials of foul-smelling liquids.  The party spent quite a bit of time thinking through what this all could mean.Then Greystone strode out of the woods toward them, with Garret’s crazy ‘Aunt’ hobbling along beside him.“What’cha all lookin’ at?!!!” the old witch snarled, “Get outta there!  That’s my stuff, an’ there’s no use poking around in it!  It was locked fer a reason, you big pests!  Out!  Out!”End of Session #10 </blockquote>