Tenja and Kith display varying kinds of dwarven toughness as the warden turns the brazier into useless shards of metal and the resulting noise helps break Kith out of her stunned state.
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Phenia squints into the darkness and tries to mop up one of the combatants.
Phenia does not like what she sees.
Phenia holds her sunrod high and sheds light in an increasingly dark and dangerous world. In the process she loses her chance of making an early impact on the battle.
"Where is your sister? Do you think she'd listen to us?" Phenia takes a few more moments to see if Ismark has anything more to add before heading outside to fill in the barricade builders.
"You know, going to see Eva is only one of a couple of visits we need to make. There's a girl called Ireena. She's got an amulet that might help. I'm worried though. These zombies must be coming from somewhere. This town is doing to be a literal, horrible ghost town if we don't stop them. The defenses won't hold for long."
"Oh, dear." Phenia is aware that her response is woefully inadequate.
Phenia enters the inn in time to overhear Ismark's curse. "Who, or what is Strahd?"
Phenia offers Parriwimple a clean cloth to wipe his eyes. "We'll help sort it out, you just give me a hand with this bit of barricade and tell me a bit more about your uncle. Maybe we can help him too." Almost as an afterthought, she adds, "Do you know where we could find Madame Eva?"
"Good to meet you Parriwimple. Five days of dead people. Do you know what started this - I mean, was there any warning at all?"
Phenia finds a certain comfort in the work of rebuilding the barricade. "How long has this been going on?" she asks generally.
Phenia rustles in the pack for more components. "Ashlynn, it makes sense for you to stay and keep guard, I think. Although it would help if you can give us some signal or phrase that would let Madame Eva know we're trustworthy. If you think we are, of course."
"Let's not make the same mistake. We'll talk to Madame Eva first - if she's still alive, of course."
"You're welcome." Phenia takes a critcal look at the building and the barricade. "We should set up wards here. It may not hold them off forever, but it might slow them down."
Phenia looks across at the newcomer, Ashlynn. "There wasn't really time to introduce ourselves. Are you alright? Can we help you? And what in the wide world is going on in this town?"
"Duck, Ashlynn" Phenia backs away and tries to get rid of the last visible zombie.
"Thank, Tinker." Phenia shoots him a grateful smile and turns her attention to the oncoming zombies behind Garret.
Phenia regrets not taking more notice of her local cleric in days gone by.
Shifting back a little, Phenia concentrates on the seeming leader of the zombie band. She hastily sketches an arcane symbol in the air and blows gently, watching in satisfaction as it lands on the head of the creature.
Phenia wipes zombie goo off her face and looks grim.
Phenia ignores the potential pleasure of detonating a zombie in favour of targeting the lurker at the back.
"Is there anyone here who isn't undead?"
Phenia sustains the whirling blades and the spirit of healing while she looks around for the cloaker she could have sworn was there earlier.
"Everyone? Tell me where you are." Phenia desperately tries to identify where her companions are.
Staying put, Phenia keeps her defenses in place and sends Sehanine's light into the writhing maggot in front of her. The bolt expands to enclose Tinker, softly lubricating his immobilised joints.
"It's nice that she's confident. I guess." Phenia sounds a little doubtful.
Phenia shifts slightly and maintains her grip on both the blade barrier and the healing spirit, then she points her rod at the Cloaker devouring Danea and wraps it in the glow of nightmare.
Phenia's hands move swiftly as she maintains the barrier and calls on the healing power of Sehanine to aid Danea. Almost as an afterthought, curse mark lands on another enemy.
Cursing the nearest zombie, Phenia shifts back a step and conjures a wall of blight blades that scythe through the strange flying beings.
"Thanks. They're not that good to look at anyway." Phenia flashes a quick smile at where she last saw Garret.
Unsurprised at seeing more undead, Phenia curses Zs and follows up with a blast of divine light. "Back to sleep, little ones."
"Let's go see if anyone in this town's still alive." "And find the Burgomeister."
"Certainly interesting. Did they seem unusual to you? Apart from being dead, of couse, which hardly counts." Phenia shakes herself slightly and looks around, still slightly distracted by the recent encounter.
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