Strahd's "RttToEE"


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Korbryn nods to the woman as he pushes open the door to her cell. "If ye be lookin' t' escape, just be followin' the trail 'o dead trogs," says the dwarf, pointing back in the direction the group came. "But if yer lookin' fer some payback, best stick wit' us. Plenty more killin' t' be done."
 

"I'm sure you can kill things for hours more Korbryn, but some of us are spent for the day." the gnome says sitting on the bottom step of the ziggarnaut. "I think a little rest would go a long way."

Looking around and frowning he adds, "Not here though."
 



Solitaire

“Thank you! I would appreciate it, if I could accompany you deeper into this wretched place. Something has to be done against the forces gathering here.”

Solitaire takes a look around to collect her own items, which had been taken from her, when she was put into that cage.

“Oh, my name is Solitaire.”
 

"Miltiades, Priest of Rao. Are you hurt?" This kindly, thin man has a serious, but fatherly demeanor about him.
 

"Korbryn Rivenshield, o' the dwarves o' the Lor'mils," says Korbryn by way of introduction.

The dwarf scratches at his scarred face with a dragonskin gauntlet as he considers Lenuren's words. "If we be leavin' now, they'll likely find our 'andywork, an' be prepared fer us the nex' time round."
 


"Nah," answers the dwarf, shrugging. "Ain't no way we could 'ide all we've done 'ere. Just thinking some more killin' would do us good."
 

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