Subject: Harrowstone 2,148 views

[Adam]

I Stand up and Take the shot switching my judgment to +1 to hit giving a +5 to hit precise and point blank and judgment

[Alex]

Phailun's arrow hits directly into a crack in the shaft causing the whole handle to split. The top part follows the path of gravity to the ground and dissipates in a plum of dust and darkness. The lower part still held by Shar does the same in his hands but there is a couple second delay.

150 XP each. (I know... only 150? yep.)

You are all still on the R6 balcony, Dawlish and Ginny are 15ft away from the others.

[Shar X'ianxin OrbbSenger]

Well I suppose the element of suprise is forfit.. Are you alright?

He gestures to phailum while nursing his own wound. Then looks around tue area to make sure another attack was not awaiting them.

[Alex]

You do not see anything different then when you arrived.

[Adam]

Ill take a seat as i catch my breath and set down my deer based pack, pointing to my dropped crowbar "any one care to open the door it was guarding" pointing back to the door. Phailun quickly shifts to a knee as something catches his eyes

[Shar X'ianxin OrbbSenger]

Shar slowly walks over to phailun, holding his wound with his left arm. On the way he retrieves his scimitar, hiding it within his cloak. He stops to look for whatever has the man distracted.

[Alex]

There is a lone rider approaching on the road.

[Dawlish]

"Stand up. Look strong."
Dawlish says, stepping in between the rider and the wounded man. Dawlish holds his book nonchalantly, and awaits the arrival of the rider.

[Shar X'ianxin OrbbSenger]

Shar naturally moves to the nearest shadow. Attempting to ready an element of suprise to this newcomer.

[Adam]

Phailun stands and readies his bow keeping a close eye on the rider as it approches

[alikzhander]

Peter rides up stopping in front of everyone, lance in hand.

He gives a quick look over and around the area.
"Is everyone alright?"

[Shar X'ianxin OrbbSenger]

Shar hesitantly steps out of the shadows after Vex makes himself known. Clutching his bloody side as he walks.
Black magic. Someone is raising the dead.

[Dawlish]

Dawlish nods to the rider, then turns swiftly and begins studying the remains of the scythe creature.

[Alex]

Nothing Remains.

[Dawlish]

"Nothing seems to be left"