"Well lets get you out then!" says Bhartus. He waits for Norri to examine the sacks to ensure there are no traps. The whole thing seems suspicious to him.
In the face of the harsh questions, the monk stands straight, opening his mouth to bare his teeth, all of which are pointed. "Jericho, the orc shamen, he must have put a spell on your friends. They have all gone mad. Protect me Jericho...."
Surprise Round Initiative: Tarowyn and Brother Durham, Bhartus. Everyone else I'm judging to be unaware.
In the face of the harsh questions, the monk stands straight, opening his mouth to bare his teeth, all of which are pointed. He looks to the D'orite "Jericho, the orc shamen, he must have put a spell on your friends. They have all gone mad. Protect me Jericho...." (Charm effect)
Surprise Round Initiative: Tarowyn and Brother Durham, Bhartus. Everyone else I'm judging to be unaware.
In the face of the harsh questions, the monk stands straight, opening his mouth to bare his teeth, all of which are pointed. He looks to the D'orite "Jericho, the orc shamen, he must have put a spell on your friends. They have all gone mad. Protect me Jericho...." (Charm effect)
Surprise Round Initiative: Tarowyn and Brother Durham, Bhartus. Everyone else I'm judging to be unaware.
"Jericho, defend yourself!" Tarowyn screams before releasing an arrow into the hideous creature, his fears realized. "That beast has killed your friend and is now desecrating his body!"
As his second arrow flies towards its target, Tarowyn screams to Bhartus, "Can't Moradin do anything?"