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[Kaptin Keen]

You know what?

He couldn't have done all this with a single scroll. There has to be an actual spellbook somewhere.

[Ostara]

Mabel opens her mouth to respond to Odette - Magic stuff isn't weird! But gets sidetracked by Rakash's statement.

Oh! Yes, that's a good point. The scroll is at least proof this is a necromancer, not just a creature that can raise the dead spontaneously. We should definitely find their spellbook in that case- it would make it hard to make more scrolls like this one." Mabel's eyes glint with just a hint of greed and excitement at the prospect of raiding some ne'er-do-well's spellbook. Stopping a danger to the townfolk- and finding new, interesting mysteries to add into her own spellbook? It'd be a dream come true if it didn't involve the giant pile of bones sitting underneath a villager's house.

[Deadguy]

Vesta Pyralis
Discordant Daughter

"So we head back out then." Vesta sheathed her blade and started to move back the way they had come before pausing in thought.

"Should we try to collapse this place? It could be useful as a safety shelter for the villagers and supplies if we ever come under attack..."

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Full Round Action - start heading back to exit

[Kaptin Keen]

I'll just wait outside while you do the collapsing, replies Rakash, scurrying off quickly. Being buried alive is not on the goblin's itinerary for today.

[Grimlocked]

Vesta and Rakash lead the way out of the lair and back into the vibrant world above.

As you make your way out, you find yourselves back in the shack of the sickly individual; things are not as vibrant as you had hoped. Instead, you are surrounded by peace and darkness, as night has fallen on Ro.

[Greater Cantrip]

OK. So. Now we report to Uncle Eldred Odette declares in a tone that books no argument. She sets out towards the guard house, expecting to see Eldred and Fido safe and sound.

[Kaptin Keen]

Hm ..... Ponders Rakash, as he slowly falls behind the others. Then disappears.

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Rakash will find the highest point he can, hide, and watch - he is pretty convinced it's too soon to report the issue resolved, so he'll just ... have a look.

Hide: (1d20+12)[19]
Move silently: (1d20+12)[23]
Spot: (1d20+3)[4]
Listen: (1d20+4)[12]

Rakash will pay attention - meaning in so far as possible, he will take 20 on Spot and Listen.

He's not supremely patient, so it's within the realm of reason to suspect he'll lose interest at some point during the night, and either fall asleep or go home. Or to the tavern!! Surely the nightlife in this pitiful excuse for a village is vibrant =)

[Grimlocked]

As the group makes their way back to their barracks under the starry sky, Rakash slips away silently.

Rakash the Lookout

In the darkness, it can be tough to see too much. The shack you just emerged from seems like it could be one of the highest points in the immediate area, so you climb onto the roof one more time. As your eyes scan the town through the night, it seems like Ro is quiet enough. Dumpy the Dwarf is no longer lying unconscious on the ground, and there is no sign of more Neogi. A few villagers wander in and out of the local tavern, and you see the medic from earlier leave the clinic as he leaves for the night, turning off the lights and wandering off towards a small collection of houses, eventually wandering into one of them.

As you watch the rest of your party enter the barracks, you can hear Eldred's snoring from your perch.


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As you all head back into the guard barracks, you find Eldred and Fido snuggled together in Eldred's bed. Eldred snores horrifyingly loud, and Fido wiggles as you open the door, but the two remain asleep and undisturbed. An itchy-looking blanket covers the pair, if barely, and you can see parts of Eldred's armor glisten in the shine of the copper coin.

You all find your packs right where you left them, all clumped together in the center of the room. Of course, the mess of messes still sit exactly where they were before as well, as it seems like all the clutter remained untouched, or perhaps even reproduced, as you ventured through the day. The copper coin begins to flicker out, sending you all back into darkness once again as the spell wears out.

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When you are all ready to proceed on to the next day, just let me know, but feel free to interact and explore as you wish!

[Kaptin Keen]

All alone in the quiet darkness, Rakash is for many long moments fiercely concentrated on his task: He watches, um, watchfully over the town, determined to divine some deeper controlling force behind the events.

Then, as seconds stretch into a few moments, his mind wanders. For a while, he considers the cave they found, and imagines creating his own lair there, thronging with clever goblins, devious traps and piles of gleaming treasure. He soon realises the town is almost certainly not rich enough to provide said piles of treasure.

Moving on, he uses his spear-tip dagger to scratch his name into the wood of the small shack. Then, he tries to add a picture of a goblin gleefully calling down lightning upon the heads of a large group of giants. However, his artistic talents do not quite match his vision.

Finally, he simply falls asleep - and dreams of sleeping in a bed, rather than on the roof of a tumble-down shack.

[Greater Cantrip]

Odette doesn't bother with a coin this time. Instead she casts the spell right on one of the bed posts.

She scratches Fido behind the ear and tells him good boy in the tone universally reserved for cute animals and babes.

Then she puts both hands on Uncle Eldred's back and shoves as hard as she can, intending to wake him with a jolt by rolling him off the bed.

Officer Odette reporting in she lilts once Eldred is groggily pushing himself up off the floor.

[Grimlocked]

Eldred smacks onto the ground with a loud smack.

"Mmf! What the...?" Eldred mutters. His head pops into view and his sleepy eyes scan the room quickly and lock onto Odette. His face wrinkles as his eyes narrow. "Oh great. It's little Odette, Vesta, and their little friends. Looks like you lost one of your troop already so good job on that," Eldred observes with a nod. "The rodent-looking one."

Eldred grips the end of bedframe and pulls himself to his feet with a grunt. His rusted breastplate gives off a rustic glow in the magical light. As he towers over the other side of the bed, he looks down at Odette and frowns. "So you woke me up to tell me that you were back? Is that really it?"

Eldred grumbles something inaudible and shakes his head repeatedly.

[Greater Cantrip]

Odette crosses her arms and pouts at her uncle.

and to tell you that there was a secret, underground grave with a necromancer worm living in it. Did you read my note?

[Ostara]

Mabel is almost too tired from maneuvering her crossbow around and almost being killed several times this evening to correct Eldred. Almost.

"We didn't lose Rakash Sir, I think he has a more sensitive nose than most of us and well..."She wrinkles her nose and gestures at the current state of the guard house. She's glad she'd pried the window open earlier though. It meant the room was colder, but at least it didn't quite stink so bad. She grabs her large basket and drags it awkwardly towards a cleaner(or rather, more abandoned and thus unsoiled) bunk close to the window and plops into it gratefully. She starts to undo her boots, then takes her hat, setting it close to the foot of the bed. Batholomew clambers higher up from the brim and hangs from the drooping tip, slowly swaying and watching what the rest of the party does.

[ngilop]

"Speaking of.. I feel I should go pay attention to mr transparent skin man." Tarik watis a few minutes allowing for anybody else to move to accompany him, then he makes his way to where the man with see through skin is. Intent on questioning the man and maybe the doctor about why the group found a temple of undead under the man's house.

[Deadguy]

Vesta Pyralis
Discordant Daughter

"I think it was a snake, not a worm." Vesta rubbed her shoulder where she had been bitten. The magic had healed it completely, but the fangs were definitely snakish.

She then nodded in agreement to Tarik. "There's no way that he didn't know something was going on under his own house, the bones had been there for too long."

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