"I can try to scout ahead a bit, if no one else can."
Alurad moves closer to the group and lowers his voice. “If we are planning for all of us to go I would say we should let Jon take the lead, he seems like he can take a hit. If we want someone to just scout and report back then only one or two of us should go. Mirianna and maybe our halfling friend Singol?”
Singol takes the bowl of medicine from Duraz. He sniffs it, then looks at Duraz. "Filth fever? That sounds horrible. I need to drink this?" Unless Duraz says no, Singol will brace himself, then swallow the horrid stuff.
"My Gram would love you, Duraz."
"I'll scout ahead as well. Mirianna, you take the right, I'll take the left?"
Standing back in awe on the skill of her comrades Thilla smiles.
"I am not good at moving undetected. I will wait for you!"
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right stand a pair of rickety wooden staircases that lead
up to a catwalk some 10 feet above the floor. In front of
you is a building with a door and a closed, shuttered
window opening on its west side. Next to the building
on the west side is a row of several walled compartments
that look as though they were once used as
stables.
Singol looks up to the catwalk. He is low to the ground, hiding in the shadows of the wall. Then the sound of a stifled burp bursts from the foilage.
"Drat." "Mirianna, should we continue on to the building?"
Mirianna shakes her hear, "No, I fear we'd be getting too far ahead- better to get everyone together before we proceed."
Alurad move ahead with the party. He looks over the stables, to see if there is anything wtihin.
Not finding anything useful for Shadow, he continues onward.
Arriving at the wooden door, he waits for the rest of the party to continue. And preferably someone less squishy to go first.
Following Jon, Thilla tries to help him with finding problems.
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As Jon stops Duraz both notice that the stables are full of webs and happen to glance up at the rafters near the catwalk and notice there are some bats sleeping in the shadowed under hang underneath the catwalks. Neither notice any giants spiders around.
Singol will head in with the rest.
Thilla looks at Jon and shrugs.
"Well I don´t know, better to feel a bit jumpy. I have a bad feeling about this! But if you lead on, Jon, I will follow!"
At the mention of bats Alurad furrows his brow with the internal frustration of missing something. He moves to take a look at the mentioned bats. After he gets a good look at the bats he moves quietly towards the party and tells them what he knows in a hushed tone.
“Those bats are known as Bakkas, or more commonly known as plague bats. We might want to be in and out of this place before it gets dark and those things come out to feed.”
Looking around at the location of the sun in the sky Alurad tries to figure out about what time of day it is.
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"Plague bats...." Now THAT didn't sound good....
"Unless we have something to better our chances of resisting anything i'll give this important advice..." and pauses a few seconds. ".... don't get bit..."
Jon glances at Singol who had been bit/hit by the rats already. While he got healing, if he was infected or the like it might not show for hours. But until something happened or everyone wanted to quit Jon wasn't about to up and leave. His own skill had been less than stellar so far against mere vermin.
Looking to Thilla he says "I'll take the lead if that makes you feel better. I think we have more to worry about more rats and less about traps here."
"Plague bats? I'm sure that's just a name, right?"
Mirianna nods to Jon, more than willing to let him lead the way, keeping her rapier drawn but falling into the middle or back of the line.
"Plague bats? That ain't good. How many of them are there?"
Singol risks a second look at the stables.
"How far away do they fly from home?"
Looking at Alurad.
Singol, dagger still in hand, will move to the middle of the line, ready to move up if something needs to be searched.
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Opening the door the cleric sees two dozen rats swarming together and a fey creature.
Combat! round 1
bold is up
Thilla:
Marianna
Jon
Duraz
Alurad
Bad guys
Singol
Looking towards Singol he responds. “I am not sure. The looks of this place and how long it has been abandoned, this place could be their home... lets proceed with caution.”
Alurad moves down one square to get a better view of what is within. Once he is able to see what is inside he quickly alerts his friends;[b] “That flying creature is a fey. Your standard steel will not be as effective against its First World flesh. You must use cold forged iron!
Alurad readies an spell incase the creatures make it to the stairs
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Duraz sees the creatures and secretely wishes he had spent more time studying the creatures of the world. He takes Alurad's words for true, wondering how he would ever be able to afford such specific weaponry.
He takes a small parchment from a pouch, unrolls it and offers a prayer to the Stormlord. His hand glows white and he touches his chest with it and a glowing magical field surrounds his whole body, offering him protection. He stands in the door's exit in his low stance.
Thilla orders her companion to attack while reading her spear to attack as soon as the rats come closer.
Thilla steps closer and thrusts her spear at the cloest rat.
Without any clear path to attack, Mirrianna delays until a path is cleared or something gets out of the room.
OOC: I'm back.