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by waysoftheearth » Sun Sep 16, 2012 1:13 am
waysoftheearth wrote:
Mot fishes an oil flask out of his pack, and so Aedelwynn is left offering his own flask about with no takers. Mot then breaks the wax seal of the flask to unstop it and ignites the oil therein from the torch he takes from Jaras. The halfling then sets an arrow upon his bow string.
This done, Mot hurries the enchanted kobold ahead of him; the little creature is impatient to return to the safety of the lair in any case, and wastes no time skipping ahead. Mot follows, flanked by Jaras and Tirandir who both have deadly missiles ready upon their bows...
The remainder of the company wait by the guard post, preparing to ambush whatever might come forth from yonder chamber, while Dram thrusts his dagger hard into the scaly throats of the bestial lizardmen, one by one. Even slumbering, their necks are hard and scaly, and it is well that Dram has a hard heart and a strong arm. With a coarse gurgle and a brief struggle, the deed is done.
[f=32]
Golgildir the Elf Medium (MV 12", AC 9, HD 1, hp 1/1, AL N) great cloak,
lantern; spells: color spray; scrolls: sleep, sleep, charm person
Hirelings: Georges;
torch[/f]