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Message: <blockquote data-quote="s@squ@tch" data-source="post: 3643412" data-attributes="member: 42885">Virashil, Sorcerer 5, Hp: 21/21Virashil had begun to unwind from the activities of the day -- first the long trek through the woods, after sleeping uncomfortably on a make-shift bed on the other side of the witchwood, then to the vicious ambush that they barely survived.  She had reflected on the horrendous blow that sent her to the brink of death - the only other time she had experienced anything like that was when she had collapsed from frostbite on her search for her draconic mentor...After slipping out of her dirty clothes, heavy with dust and soil from the road, she put on one of the well made soft cotton robes in her room.  "Ahh, this bath is going to feel divine," Virashil says as she ties her hair up in a pony tail.After hearing a knock on a door, she got up off the bed and went outside, where she saw a balding man and swordswoman enter the men's room.  She joined them in their room to see what these people had to say.She listened intently to what they, along with her adventuring partners had to say.  Virashil saw no problem with helping out the townsfolk in their time of need."Jonathan is right, we hopefully have dispatched one of the warbands roaming the forest -- those hobgoblins were well instructed and equipped," Her eyes wandering over to the pile of finely crafted longswords and longbows,"We also seek to find something called "Vraath Keep"."  "Have you heard of such a place?  Does it have anything to do with these hobgoblins?""Have you been able to determine where the towns guards were slaughtered?  We could investigate that area as well to see if the marauders are still in the area."</blockquote>

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