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Message: <blockquote data-quote="moritheil" data-source="post: 4067081" data-attributes="member: 30610">For a moment there is silence and stillness.  Behind the party, the caves that the kobolds have chosen for their lair are narrow and cramped, but in this more spacious area, the smoke collects above.  A prime feature of the defenses seems to have been the flaming pool of oil.The flames part for a moment, and the veiled diplomat from the Festering Realm strides through, taking in the scene of the carnage with equanimity.A brilliant, blue, actinic light appears and resolves itself into a robed cultist, accompanied by several other figures. Almost simultaneous with this arrival, a horrible shriek rises in the distance.  Those of you versed in the ways of war or smithing recognize it as the sound of metal deforming.OOC: I wanted to first let everyone know that we weren't going to still be in combat.The other figures are new and returning party members.</blockquote>