Ted remains in the back of the party. He observes the woodland around him and listens for any strange noises and watched for strange sights.
Mukk wakes up Brendan by flicking his forehead and takes point
Me have bad feeling about this. Why were statues heads cut off?
Where is the lord’s staff to meet us? Unsheathes axe
HELLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO Mukk yells at the top of his lungs while Brendan tries in vain to cover his ears
Dosha follows close to the group with weapons drawn
The @dnd-party makes their way through the massive gate.
Towering trees, whose tops are lost in heavy gray mist, block out all but a death-gray light. The tree trunks are unnaturally close to one another, and the woods have the silence of a forgotten grave, yet exude the feeling of an unvoiced scream.
From the back a gust of wind hits you on the nape of your neck. You turn around to see the gates are swinging to a close.
@Ted
Ted Perception 14
You catch the scent of death on the air. You can track its origin slightly off the road to the northwest.
AA hides behind a bush, takes the appearance of the Barkeeper and approaches the group
So, who’s going to pay for my chair?
If you don’t have any gold, at least offer up some items. That’s a nice dice set you’ve got there, my armless fellow! I’ll graciously accept it as reimbursement for your friend’s barbaric actions.
You think you trap me here. But you trapped with ME
Mukk antagonizes the barkeeper trying to goad him into striking first
cocks her head at the strange display then moves to continue onward, studying the terrain carefully and moving cautiously.
Ted sniffs the air, picking up the scent of death.
“My friends I believe I smell a shark attack occurring off the road. Or maybe it is a dead corpse. Either way, I suggest we proceed with caution in this area.”
Ted unhooks the staff from off his back and walks with it in hand.
The barkeeper! It’s the barkeeper! Run, Mukk!
The gates are closed idiot we have to fight him
We can outrun him. The others are not fast and light-of-foot like us.
That’s a good point. You’re own your own suckers!
Sprints unknowingly right into the area Ted said smelled of death
I cast lvl1 blade ward to prevent any attack from the barkeeper.
takes a deep breath
Ah, the smells of the real world. I welcome the smell of carrion over the scents of shit and unwashed drunkards inside the city walls. Reminds you what fate holds for all of us at the end of times.
looks to AA and tries to gain insight on his actions