Subject: Lorrimor House 4,312 views

[Alex]

Phailun: "I have some gold"

*Jingles his coin purse*

Dawlish: "I have some copper...I think."

[alikzhander]

"Very good, Phailun and Dawlish will go and procure the oil. Shar and myself will formulate a entry plan while you are gone."

[Alex]

Phailun goes to leave then stops in the doorway looking at Dawlish expectantly...who looks around blankely.

Dawlish: "Oh...very good."

Dawlish gets up and follows Phailun out and down the stairs.

[alikzhander]

Peters attention is on the map.

"I believe the vine option you proposed is good, it should provide us with a way to start at the top and move our way down searching the whole building. Now the only problem I foresee is in fact having a unknown presence up there. A risk we very well may have to take."

[Shar X'ianxin OrbbSenger]

"With some fire we should ve able to clear the base defenses easily enough. The spirits themselveswill be harder without a way to see them coming."

[alikzhander]

"Most ghosts are ephemeral beings thus they can move through walls and ceilings which will prove to be difficult."

[Shar X'ianxin OrbbSenger]

"So always be prepared to be stabbed in the back...reminds me of home."
Shar says with the first hint of friendliness and jest youve seen of him since you met.

[alikzhander]

Peter will smirk
"I imagine when we work our way into the dungeon that we will deal with not just ghosts but skeletons and other forms of the undead, it is there I expect to find a Necromancer. If we are lucky they will be in the middle of a ritual and will be unable to fight back. If we are not lucky they will have prepared to combat us which will prove to be a difficult fight."

[Shar X'ianxin OrbbSenger]

"Well, unless you know of any time they would perform such a rite, the less time we give them the better."
Shar calmly walks around the table, looking over everything before them.

[alikzhander]

"The best time for such a terrible deed is the inverse of the time it would be the weakest, at dusk. As the dawn makes them flee in terror, as Pelors gaze looks away is when the ritual would start."

[Shar X'ianxin OrbbSenger]

" so would you suggest we steike at dusk, in case they are perfirming a rite now. Or wait til dawn, hoping whatever theyve done is not too much for us?"

[Shar X'ianxin OrbbSenger]

(...after staring at eachother for what felt like weeks, Shar becomes enrageges and snaps Vexs neck. Shaking his limp body like a rag doll while screaming "WHY WONT YOU ANSWER ME!?!?!")

Shar blinks back to reality with a bit more relaxed disposition as he waits for the holy man to respond.

[Shar X'ianxin OrbbSenger]

Slips away, replacing himself later with aroughly made straw and paint faximily.
Steals away with all the potions.