D&D 5E Ironfang Invasion (IC)


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Blood flowed freely from the slit throat of the Troglodyte as it’s eyes opened for a second before closing for the last time. A pool of blood started to form at the feet of Corsa and Flint, but other than that, nothing moved.
 

Corsa instinctively waves the rest of the party over before remembering she's invisible. She walks back over to them and says, "All clear."
 

Harb Half-Elf Paladin

Harb feels a cold calm come over him as he sees the Trog go limp and a red line appear along his throat.

"It is done, let the raid begin." Sword drawn in a defensive stance Harb moves as carefully and quietly as he can.
 

OOC: She attacked. She's no longer invisible.


Loosh sees Corsa wave and then wonders why she comes back to tell them it's clear. They saw her slit the creature's throat like a professional assassin. Loosh remembers the satisfying feeling of slitting a throat, and he's not sure if he's proud of Corsa or ashamed of her. Ashamed of himself, certainly. He puts those thoughts behind him and moves up toward the caves.
 





Ah, so no smoking them out? It would improve the smell... I'll guard the rear I suppose? said Lal as he started walking forward, tabar on his shoulder.
 

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