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![]() The sounds of battle can be heard outside of the crypt, they sound to be dying down. The party remains unsure of who will be victorious but praying that it will be the knights. Battle:
Knights: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (17) + 8 = 25 Ghouls: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (10) + 3 = 13 As the group emerges from the now consecrated crypt, you can see the knights mopping up the remaineder of the mass of ghouls. Sosiel, Aron and Aniva ride forth to meet you. "How do you fare?" Sosiel asks ![]()
![]() "It won't be cold Turkey as you say, I will ask Shelyn to help ease his addiction and make it easier for him to move past this again. The real issue is who planted it on him." Sosiel says as they get to Aron's tent "Aron we need to talk, our new friends have brought something to my attention." You guys are up. ![]()
![]() "This is Kamilo Dann, she was the commander here at the Ford. She helped the dozen men and women keep hope that rescue would come. Apparently people were being taken and sacrificed by that Demon we saw teleport away." The woman is still in her battle gear, her long hair matted against her head, dried blood and ichor on her armor. |