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Mister nods as she opens the door and walks into the room, preparing for something coming out of the shadows.

Mister examines the shields

perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5

Stevens enters into the doorway and charges into the second troglodyte, swinging her axe upon it

Attack: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (18) + 5 = 231d8 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9

Mister stays to watch over the more "fortitude-challenged" members, moving when they do.

Mister looks around in the room

Survival: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8

Mister climbs up to the second floor where her companions are
climb: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (6) - 2 = 4

She gets frustrated and tries again

climb: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (15) - 2 = 13

"There should only be two, ya daft fool." Mister replied to Cudrith and looks angrily at the back of Cadash's head.

Mister pulls her axe out of the spider, cleaning off the viscera and gore. "Aye Captain." She follows at the rear, hoping that the druid lights a torch.

Mister moves into the room to strike at the spider

Attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (18) + 3 = 21

Damage: 1d8 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 13

Mister charges into the spider, bringing her axe down.

attack: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (9) + 5 = 14
damage: 1d8 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10

Mister more or less thrusts the torch towards Cudrith, "That would be great thanks!" Mister yells as she gets her shield ready.

Init.: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (10) + 6 = 16

Mister picked up a dog and walked about 15 feet, placing it down. "That's a good plan, both of you. I have no questions myself."

Cudrith, you skipped my turn.

"Aye good job, however the rest of us cannot have only meat for brains Cadash."

Mister draws her hammer, sighing at Cadash. "I do not believe these beasts care much for your compassion."

Mister swings down on a wild dog

Attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 81d8 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6

Mister draws her hammer, sighing at Cadash. "I do not believe these beasts care much for your compassion."

Sir, are we going to be supplied with rations? Or are we paying out of pocket?" Mister asked Sgt Smallparts. Bah, am I really that manly that I am put into a group of all males? Though I suppose I am more manly than that wizard.

I still can

Well I would say that my commanding officer, Julius Kavos, sent me out to investigate the fortress and I met these fools gentlemen on the road or the tavern with some supplied funds.

"Mister Stevens, is here."

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