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Scarlet remains reserved when the body is returned. At the mention of said offer, Scarlet looks quite thoughtful and accepts the offer, though she asks for time to think of something in particular.

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Upon meeting Sanvil, Scarlet is interested in what he is tinkering with... though only so far as to whether it's a projectile weapon of some sort... Of the things the group has found? She'd rather remain silent, commenting only that there's more trash and junk than anything left of interest under the town's rock-pile of a hill.

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Scarlet will see about any minor healing, alchemical supplies, clothing mending and cleaning and bathing. Finally a good meal before relaxing in front of a fire or some wheres else comfortable.

No need to hurry. Take your time.

Again, wishing every one all the very best.

Hope every thing is all right for every one.

Much cheers to all.

Even as she finishes changing into the spare, dry clothes she'd bought earlier, Scarlet nods in agreement with Bosh.

Hudson! We are leaving

Aye, staying out of 'splat' range sounds like a really good idea.

Scarlet, seeing the effects of the little blobs demise, takes a 'five foot' step to keep out of the spray distance even as she lines up for another shot.

Att Roll:1d20 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7

Att Roll:1d8 ⇒ 1

*Face palm*

"Great... a different sort of weird blob-thing..." Scarlet responds even as she reloads her own x-bow.

"S'pose it's a good thing they aren't trying to invite us to dinner, hey?"

Looking forward to the fight!

*Rolls eyes...* Boys... (¬_¬)

"Guns UP!" So saying Scarlet sends one down range.

Att Roll:1d20 + 6 ⇒ (18) + 6 = 24

Dam Roll:1d8 ⇒ 7

Scarlet thanks Cinder with a nod, her attention fixed upon the Dwarf and the actions he's about to undertake. The lanky gun-woman does not budge from her position at the door's edge against which she's taken position at.

Scarlet remains standing in the door way.

"Nope... don't want to push on up. I say we turn back now. I reckon we meet one more of 'Binky' what isn't so slow off the mark an' we're the one's pushin' up daises." She says resolutely.

Scarlet nods at Oleg's assessment. "Aye, head back. Enjoy another day above ground. Don't push our luck farther than it can stretch." She gives her view rather laconically.

"Also, see about a larger box and a whole lot of them puddings or such fer... How's 'Binky' sound fer a name?" She hoicks a thumb at the closed door and the creature beyond it.

Make sure the last door we closed can be locked! :P

Carefully move towards the black striped door and listen/look etc.

Perception:1d20 + 10 ⇒ (11) + 10 = 21

Assuming we've made it out of the room with out the blob making it out with us. :P

Scarlet frowns... "We... can't just let it starve. Taint right."

"There's a... pudding, or a sausage... We teach it what's right and wrong." Scarlet's speech slows down as (And I'm sure the other characters are) the others look back at her and her comments.

Scarlet makes more frantic gestures towards the door. Even beginning to sidle around the door frame herself.

Scarlet follows Cinder's gaze from the floor to the.. blob.. and back a few times also.

Then she begins to make 'Exit'/'Leaving' signs to every one.

"Okay, we can go and we can get you food. It shall be glorious! It shall be called 'Pudding'!"

Diplomacy:1d20 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 2 = 12

*Thinks back over their previous evening's meal*

"Well.. we've had something edible... But trail rations aren't really a good swap out for real food..." She replies to the... lump...

"Have you talked enough to work out a name? Or anything else? You've been here the whole time? No where else?" Scarlet frowns a little, thinking of what a limited experience the lump has had.

Scarlet spins in the direction that Bosh is pointing... looking at a bowl of dirt....

"Well... I s'pose at least it's not a jar of dirt..." She muses quietly to herself.

Scarlet around looking for the source of the voice... before realizing the words and ideas are forming inside her head.

*Where are you...?* Scarlet tries to 'think' back at the mysterious communicator.

Diplomacy:1d20 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7

Yay! Dice roller. :P

Scarlet moves into the room, again seeking a position to cover as much as possible. Oleg's comments.... hase Scarlet covering him as well....

Moves up to cover the door Oleg is interested in, though being wary of anything approaching from behind....

Scarlet slides forwards along the wall, being careful to keep scanning the floor, walls and ceiling...

Perception:1d20 + 10 ⇒ (13) + 10 = 23

Happy holidays. :)

Scarlet moves to cover the newly opened door.

Perception:1d20 + 10 ⇒ (19) + 10 = 29

"Hmmm... that's a lot of blood...." (How many pints are we talking about here?)

Scarlet moves to where she can cover as much of the room as possible.

"So... any ideas?" She asks. "Door with the smear..? Or door with out smear?"

"Okay, guns up!" Scarlet says at the sight of the stains, even as she does just that and gets ready to cover people against attack.

Get ready to try and shoot things?

Scarlet holds her x-bow loose but ready and moves towards the closest door. Edging around the corner of the doors into the curved great hall she glances North.

"Looks like we've more doors over there." She indicates towards the North East.Pointing to the doors that appear to lead further Eastwards

Scarlet straightens up, then seems to notice the walls.

"Here. We're lookin' fer things like this, hey?" She asks absently, the weird scrawling taking her attention for the moment.

"Geeze... That smokin' critter got bored, huh..."

She holds up a small card, about the size of the brown-striped ones you have already found. This card instead has a black band across it.

Scarlet watches Oleg poking things, wincing slightly at the hurricane he produces momentarily, even as she works the kinks out of herself after a night sleeping on the floor.

At people's decision to continue on for a bit she nods and assists them.

Perception:1d20 + 10 ⇒ (15) + 10 = 25

Scarlet helps clean up the mess left by the monster turning to dust. Then at making the space within the room some what more comfortable for an evening stay.

Thanking Cinder for offering to share rations Scarlet is happy to share around her reserves of water. As to Bosh's question, she frowns a little.

"Maybe wait till we're rested... and' ready to run out the doors?" She offers in response, though with a slight smile to show she's joking... a little.

Scarlet nods and begins her own slow, methodical searching of the room. Buttons hold no awe or mystery to her but she definitely refrains from touching anything.

Also taking 20 to search. Total is 30

And Scarlet forgot to bring trail rations. Two canteens of water, though. Maybe asks the Skulks politely fro some cave fungus?

Scarlet blinks at some of Cinder's words and looks around the...room.. the group finds itself in. Then, as she looks about for simply a place to sit down and relax Scarlet asks,

"What? Like holes or chimneys for the smoke to go out through?" Scarlet does look around at their current room to see if there is any such things

Tearing strips off her own clothes (Or from what ever is available) Scarlet at least attempts to bandage people's wounds.

Stay, rest, recuperate.

"So... where d'you s'pose we can make a camp fire?" She asks tiredly.

Scarlet swears, aims and shoots.

Att Roll:1d20 + 7 ⇒ (14) + 7 = 21 (Against touch AC)

Dam Roll:1d8 ⇒ 2

Scarlet pulls out her pistol, levels and fires.

Att Roll:1d20 + 6 ⇒ (18) + 6 = 24(Against touch AC)

Dam Roll:1d8 ⇒ 4

And proceeds to reload the loud, smoking weapon.

Not I, yet...

Att Roll:1d20 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7

Dam Roll:1d8 ⇒ 3

*SPUNG*

"Oh.. for fek's sake..." Scarlet swears, even as she begins trying to repair her x-bow....

Thou, to heck with it. May as well just start shooting the thing....

Scarlet mutters something about fickle and continues to reload.

Also thinking of moving to the far wall to have less people between self and gruesome...

Scarlet simply aims and shoots.

Att Roll:1d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15

Dam Roll:1d8 ⇒ 6

Scarlet spins into the room looking for a defensive position even as she hisses,

"Bad guy, thing incoming!" With a quick point in the direction up the corridor. "Looks like a more fleshed version of the bones outside. Mad, bad an' trouble to hand!"

Yah, get warning, get cover, get ready!

Scarlet moves to stand in the door way, both as a measure to maybe be able to keep the doors open if need be and so as to cover both into the room and watch for creatures approaching from the hall.

Scarlet moves to the 'corner' (Roughly at the point whree she corridor does the double turn) so as to cover the group and keep an eye on both approaches.

Still straitening herself out after the blast Scarlet continues to mumble under her breath....

"Gon'a need a bath just to wash the stink of me burn self off...." She nods,

"Aye, lets DO this!" So saying she runs across the room between the 'gaps' of surges.

Scarlet, still watching from the entry door-way (Is that 'inside
the room?) blinks as the electricity surges.

Ref Save, just in case:1d20 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 6 = 14

Ah.. the 'exit' room into the... 'Desert' had them as well...

Scarlet eyes the humming devices warily, x-bow trained and ready. Though she seems unsure of shooting at a wall...

Scarlet blinks as she works to over come the illusion. With a quick, deep breath she follow s Bosh and Cinder 'through' the wall. Coming to the well lit room she frowns at the humming and active machines.

Perception:1d20 + 10 ⇒ (1) + 10 = 11

She glances from where the party was to here.

"What is it, d'ye s'pose, they do..?" She asks, even as Bosh edges closer to try and determine.

"Strange thing to have on a door step..." Scarlet continues to try and ponder the purpose of the machinery.

Nope, I got nuthin'. Maybe it's the local version of the dog wash? Or maybe 'Cave wash'? :P

Scarlet nods, reflexively checks herself and gear down then moves out with every one else. Her gaze and x-bow scanning into the darkness.

Perception:1d20 + 10 ⇒ (20) + 10 = 30

Scarlet puts her back to the glowing wall and covers the darkness behind.

'Are we staying? Or are we going?" She asks.

"Heck, finding some where with a door just to rest up for a while might be nice..."

Scarlet creeps closer and reaches out to feel the glowing rock. Trying to determine some of its properties. She also looks further into the space.

Perception:1d20 + 10 ⇒ (6) + 10 = 16

"Undead? They don't like light, right?" She asks.

Scarlet pauses,

"That's..... no camp fire...." She hesitates looking at the,

crisp glow of light shines from the northern wall of this cavern

Scarlet stares off into the distance/darkness for a moment,

"Is that... a camp fire....?" She points in the direction (Southerly) to something that she can make out.

Recovering her breath and calming down Scarlet begins to take stock of her gear, others gear and situation and the surroundings.

"So? We go and buy holy water and stuff to maybe add more punch to dealing with these undead? How is people? We need to break off for healing?" Scarlet continues to scan the surrounds for any more undead 'coming in'.

Perception:1d20 + 10 ⇒ (5) + 10 = 15

Follow the trail? Or shake things up and 'break left'?

That illustration puts them inside the ROOM! :P

*Nods* True, true.. I also don't seem to have to hit the enemy, either. :P