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Still here, still functional. Only way to learn a different behavior is to be given a chance.

It has been a tough year, take all the time you need boss. Will still be here when you feel better.

Owl watches and readies himself. These two would get him killed at this rate, but if they didn't they might make a path to family for him. Now, to try and keep them from dying while they were at it.

Sorry for disappearing this past week. Daughter brought home the flu and it hit the household pretty hard.

I understand we should minimize our losses, resource management is important. Again, just have one loremaster and no one else has the skill to aid him, only thing worse would be no one having the skill because none of us have enough will to beginners luck it on 2 dice. Sometimes you just fail a dice roll, but we succeeded admirably on the recon so we have that going for us.

Unless not knowing what the thing is guarantees failure right here and now, that would complicate matters.

Problem comes in that he is the only one with lore I believe. Sometimes you take the twist and keep moving, we miss the carefully worded curse or warrior's name and culture and push on in without speaking friend first. Is it going to make things tough, yes. Does that stop us from trying, shouldn't.

I was pretty sporadic due to pesach this week, but I am still here.

Looks like Eddrikk has the scouting dealt with, and Owl doesn't have lore.

A bow would be of little use in the cramped quarters of a crypt, the stave would be similarly hampered but it was better than nothing. At some point Owl would have to get some kind of hatchet for such situations... no matter. One must make do.

"I am sure it already knows, if it is a wronged dead we will not hide our trespass."

I like my goal right where it is. It feels appropriate for how the character feels and his relationship to the group.

"We might collect the body for a proper burial." He shrugged in annoyance but avoided saying more.

"Children should know not to enter crypts. Did she think she were hero of the elder age?" He shook his hand ruefully. " Nothing good comes of disturbing the dead."

Owl waits to allow the fool to speak.

Owl waves to the fool, knowing well that the wrong words with one so touched may transfer the spirit's attention to him as well. He whispered a prayer to the gods to keep him from such a fate. He had known a child who took fever after throwing a rock at a fool, poor lad was struck dumb and blind for his affront to decency.

The rules protect. If he was not already alone he would not dream of risking the spirit's attention by guiding northerners, but when you have nothing else to lose save your life...

Goal: I will keep these northern fools alive.

Owl kept his council to himself. Northerners always mocked the spirits until they fell prey to them and no amount of words would change their minds. They needed a native guide, and it was one of the few things he could do that would give him the renown to find a place among another group of Skaggs. To be without a group was a death sentence on the ice.

"Goblins may keep them for future meals." This he said in the same way he would remark on a storm moving in or the temperature of the day, just one more thing all too common in the south.