Scarred Lands -- Logs

Libby looks askance at Flibsy and says, "If you go looking for an angry old god in the mines, one known for devouring people... you'll go looking alone."

ScarGM says, "You skipped out on that particular assignment after escaping through the sewers with your faithful crazy cleric NPC, Goran. You traveled North-ish through some woods and came across a cloaked figure by the name of Blain, who claimed to be from Vesh."

Flibsy ohs at Libby. "But ... but ... he got all his teeth pulled. Maybe we could make him a nice creamy soup, make him feel better.

ScarGM says, "after meeting up with Blain, the party has more or less decided to head east into Durrover and then North into Vesh. The passage east is through the Kelder mountains, and the party has decided to explore the mines in the hopes that they connect with tunnels that go all the way through."

ScarGM says, "and there was lots of character development and IC talkings"

Sammuel says, "we killed em so we could lwave town?"

Bret hands a piece of parchment to Flibsy. "You can have this now."

Sammuel says, "Un""is the Scar GM through with his update?"

ScarGM says, "and it is currently late morning, te party is heading eastto the mines, not heading along the path but well off to the side"

Flibsy carefully stows the parchment (still blank on one side!) in her map case.

Sammuel says, "We should head back to the mines"

Flibsy says, "On to the mines, Sammuel. They're in front of us."

Goran grins merrily as he walks along, wiping his heavy mace with a rag

Sammuel heads to the mines

Blain walks silently, looking around the party often.

Flibsy stays close to Blain, chattering away very quietly.

Libby starts to say something to Flibsy, ends up calling the shorter girl Libby instead, and makes an annoyed face.

Flibsy turns to look at Libsy. "Yes?

Blain pipes up and says, "Alright my friends, this is as far as I can accompany you. The mines lay not far ahead, just over that small hill and beyond the trees."

Libby says, "Would anyone mind calling me Belian instead? The human-sounding name I picked to fit in at Cannas is just too close to Flibsy."

Sammuel says, "whatever you prefer"

Libby says, "You can shorten it to Bel if you wish; either way it's closer to my elven name, and I'd prefer it. Thank you."

Flibsy says, "But isn't Belian really similar to Blain?"

Sammuel says, "what more do you know th these mines Blain"

Blain says, "I wish you the best of luck in your journey to Vesh. I would suggest you keep both eyes and ears open, for things may not be as they first seem in the mines. The darkness plays tricks on surface dwellers, but the titanspawn are used to such environments."

Libby smiles down at Flibsy. "Blain's leaving us now, and you're not."

Flibsy nods. "True enough, Belian. Pleased to meet you. I'm Flibsy.

Libby nods to Blain. "I thank you, perceptive Vigilant, for your assistance thus far."

Sammuel sneers

Sammuel says, "goblins..."

Flibsy pulls out the parchment. "Your brother, Blain! Could you write down his directions? Just in case I ever reach Vesh?

Belian extends a solemn hand to Flibsy. "Pleased to make your acquaintance, Flibsy."

Flibsy hands her other hand to Belian.

Bret says, "We'll be cautious. Be well, Blain."

Blain smiles. "That won't be necessary. Just seek him out in one of the various taverns in southern Vesh, his name is Japhon.

Sammuel says, "thank you Vigilant."

Belian shakes briefly, and turns to smile at Blain. "Yes, thank you."

Blain raises his hand in farewell and heads back west into the forests as quickly and quietly as when he first came to the party.

Goran grins. "Nice fellow, that one. Bit odd."

Flibsy gulps and moves much closer to Libby.

Belian sighs. "Wish we could've kept him. Greater numbers couldn't hurt us at this point."

ScarGM says, "The party is standing in the woods. To the east, the ground rises in a low, long sloping hill. The trees seem to clear a bit on the other side of that hill."

Belian shrugs and resettles her pack. "What can't be helped... shall we continue?"

Bret arches a brow at Goran but says nothing. The pot is calling the kettle black.

Sammuel says, "You have no need of mo"":what happend to Goran"

ScarGM says, "everyone (but Belian) is very sure they hear nothing. Belian hears nothing but isn't so sure. No sounds of activity, no birds, no nothing."

ScarGM says, "just the wind in the trees"

Sammuel looks around for the mine entrance

Sammuel says, "no, but I am not sneaking"

Flibsy hangs back with Libby, worriedly eyeing the empty skies.

ScarGM says, "oh, right, : or :"

Belian glances around suspiciously, and decides to move quietly.

Flibsy follows Belian's lead and tiptoes forward.

Sammuel rolls his eyes

Sammuel says, "this is ridiculous, th"

Belian's face twists into annoyance. "At least I tried."

Sammuel moves forward to the mine entrance

ScarGM says, "okay."

Flibsy moves far to the side of the entrance, listening hard.

ScarGM says, "The trees do indeed clear out on the other side of the hill. There's about a 50 foot stretch of clearing with a path leading towards a large hole in the side of a mountain"

Bret moves silently and cautiously, listening for any changes around him. The lack of noise has him a little unnerved.

Flibsy notices nothing.

Sammuel wishes he could roll real dice

Goran says "I think I saw something behind that boulder next to the mine entrance"

Belian says, "Hey, guys, stop-- so did I."

Sammuel stops and looks towared the boulder.

Flibsy stops dead, and looks around Belian.

ScarGM says, "Sure enough, there appears to be a humanoid figure behind the boulder..."

Belian eyes the boulder.

ScarGM says, "It appears to be a sentry"

ScarGM says, "the sentry does not appear to have spotted the party yet"

Belian whispers,

Belian whispers, "Don't think he's seen us yet... shall we try to pick him off long-range?"

ScarGM says, "The race of the sentry cannot yet be determined"

Flibsy stands back behind the party ...

Bret whispers, "No...I think we should try to get a closer look, if he's not from Cannas we might be able to make a friend. Gods know we don't need more enemies."

Sammuel says, "I dont think we nned to worry about a line sentry, Belian"

Sammuel says, "lone sentry"

Sammuel says, "I agree with Bret"

Belian looks unconvinced. "Okay... but don't blame me when we walk up acting friendly and he shoots at us."

Flibsy stands behind everyone else, looking back over her shoulder anxiously. "I'll guard our back.

Sammuel says, "Bret, let's move closer"

Belian says, "Come to think of it, we ought to have a person with a weapon trained hanging back.. I'll stay in the trees while you try the friendly approach."

Goran indicates that he's willing to rush the sentry or to proceed cautiously, either way.

Belian says, "That way, if he's friendly, great... signal me and Flibsy to come on when you're sure. If not-- we'll be a help to you if it turns nasty. "

Flibsy stays behind Belian.

Sammuel says, "Sensible enough, Belina"

Belian leans against a tree and loads her crossbow.

Sammuel says, "BRet, shal we..."

Flibsy unpacks her sling, too. And some bullets.

Goran accompanies Sammuel and Bret towards the sentry

Sammuel says, "Goran,...why dont you stay with the girls"

Goran smiles. "Why?" He thumps his mace in his hand and grins at you.

Belian laughs. "The girls?"

Sammuel says, "uh...in case of a rear assault. They will need protection"

Bret makes sure his weapons are loose and at the ready in case of trouble. "You'd better let me go ahead of you, Sammuel, I look less threatening."

Belian says, "I'm not too worried about staying here, Sammuel. You're the one who thinks walking up to a sentry is a fine idea."

Goran continues grinning and looks around, then back to Sammuel. "Okay. Holler if you need me."

Belian snorts.

Belian says, "Look after your own protection, Sammuel. I'd not walk up alone, but it's your party if you wish it that way."

ScarGM says, "alright. The sentry sees you but makes no movements yet. You have left the cover of the trees and are about halfway across the clearing."

ScarGM says, "Alright. Bret, you notice a spot of ground just ahead of you that looks...odd. Might be the covering of a pit. At the same instant, the sentry jumps and looks behind him, then stands up and dashes into the cave, gibbering something. (continud)"

ScarGM says, "The creature is short, about 4 feet tall, with greenish skin. It appears to be very stout, however, and has what looks like a long fluffy grey beard! This does not look like what you've heard about as goblins...it almost looks like what you've all heard of as dwarves."

Bret stops Sammuel with a warning gesture toward the oddd patch of ground, "A trap, I think."

Sammuel examines the patch of ground that Bret indicates.

ScarGM says, "the area is now clear, save for a possible trap. No other persons are visible and no sounds emanate from the cave"

Flibsy moves forward slowly and cautiously, and checks behind the boulder.

Sammuel pokes the ground with a javelin

Belian comes out of the trees, crossbow still loaded and ready, to join the party.

ScarGM says, "the ground shifts and slides down. a piece of canvas had been covering a deep pit, the bottom of which can't be seen in this light. "

Bret says, "That did not go as well as I'd have liked."

Belian chuckles softly.

Sammuel scowls.

Belian says, "Could've been worse."

ScarGM says, "the sound of it hitting the bottom happens a few seconds later. the pit is probably twenty feet or so"

Sammuel says, "ThYou have keen sensesBret. I thank you for your warning."

Flibsy says, "Yeah. "He could have come back. With friends."

Belian says, "A bit deep for a firepit... pity, we could've roasted them a cavewarming deer and gained their attention that way."

Sammuel says, "thanks"

Flibsy says, "They have other mud and muck clients too."

ScarGM says, "Alright. You find nothing but a small rock for sitting on behind the boulder, Flibsy."

ScarGM says, "it is a fairly clear, though quite angled, shot from inside the cave"

Sammuel says, "okay"

Sammuel says, "Well, enough of this, on to the cave"

Sammuel moves to the cave entrance

Goran says, "I agree, this is no fun. Let us go into the cave and find the goblins or whatever they are and have fun with them." Goran grins brightly and thumps his mace some more

Sammuel peers inside the cave, paying special attention to the floor

Bret says, "It didn't look like a goblin."

Flibsy says, "Maybe we shouldn't kill them first?"

Goran says, "No, it didnt, but it didn't look like a dwarf, either. legs looked too thin to be a dwarf, though the rest of it seemed stocky enough"

Sammuel says, "Yes, it did look strange. I would like a closer look at one of these "goblins"."

Belian nods, and moves toward the cave, looking carefully at the ground.

Goran says, "And I've never heard of a dwarf with green skin

flibsy=nope :)

Belian says, "They didn't attack.. maybe they're not completely hostile."

Sammuel says, "Perhaps"

Goran says, "its dark. I'm lighting my lantern." and does so

Bret will move in after everyone who shoved in front of him.

ScarGM says, "the entrance is about ten feet wide and about 6 feet high, by the way"

ScarGM says, "with fairly deep ruts in the ground from mine-carts being pulled out"

Flibsy carefully lights her bullseye lantern, too.

ScarGM says, "the passageway appears to narrow considerably shortly into the cave"

ScarGM says, "becomin perhaps five feet wide and five feet high. tall characters will have to stoop, and no more than two characters across"

Sammuel says, "I will go first."

Belian says, "Actually, I think I should go beside Sammuel. I'd like to check for traps, and I have a little experience with it. "

Sammuel draws out his spiked chain

Flibsy says, "I'll guard the back, with Bret. You don't mind if I walk with you Bret, do you?"

Bret says, "Not at all, Flibsy"

Sammuel says, "Alright"

Goran agrees to take the middle, then

ScarGM says, "you enter the cave. you head straight for about fifteen feet. the cave then branches, one branch heading more or less straight ahead, the other branch heading up and to the right, sharply. noises can be heard down either branch"

Belian listens carefully, trying to make out the noises from each branch.

Sammuel listens

ScarGM says, "the noises sound an awful lot like the language that the creature you saw was gibbering in, along with shuffling sounds of feet. no metallic sounds or mining sounds are heard"

Sammuel trys to discern how many creatures are down each passage

ScarGM says, "impossible to tell, more than two, less than fifty."

ScarGM says, "the sound are echoing badly, distorting the sounds"

Belian whispers,"Everybody hear that? Sounds like a lot more of them are talking down there."

Bret says, "Can anyone make out their language?"

Flibsy says, "Maybe if we sent one person, someone who doesn't look threatening, as an ambassador ..."

Sammuel says, "If this were a castle, there would ba guard hous down this right passage, I say we check there first"

Belian says, "There would? Why?"

Sammuel says, "so that reinforcements could be summoned quickly"

Belian says, "I don't understand a word, Bret, sorry."

Belian says, "I meant, why the right passage?"

Flibsy says, "I could go. Nobody would consider me a threat, I'm sure ..."

ScarGM says, "the sounds of shuffling feet sound like they're getting closer from the passage to the right"

Flibsy moves to the entrance of the right hand side passage, peering up.

Belian says, "You'd also probably be the quickest lunch, Fl-- oh, drek."

Sammuel readies his chain

Bret will try to stop Flibsy. failing that he'll go with her.

Flibsy notes that she is not going up the passage, but merely up to the entrance.

Sammuel says, "stand back Flibsy"

ScarGM says, "Flibsy, you see what look like five of the green-skinned, stout-but-thin-legs, grey-bearded creatures moving towards"

ScarGM says, "you""

Flibsy holds out both empty hands. "Peace? Friends?"

ScarGM says, "they're about thirty feet away, shuffling towards you quickly."

ScarGM says, "they're wielding weapons. the two in front have short spears, the two in the rear have axes, and the one in the middle has nothing."

ScarGM says, "the one in the middle starts yelling:"

Flibsy sighs, and steps back to let Sammuel and Whomever else desires it have the front line.

Bret shouts greetings in Command and Elven. If they don't know where here already, I'd be amazed.

Middleone: "Yoo hoomans no belong in this dwarf-cave! Yoo leef now or be swallowed up by big dwarf army!"

Sammuel responds in Dwarven, "What is the name of your clan?

ScarGM says, "everyone roll spot checks"

Flibsy calls back, in dwarvish "Friends! We're friends!"

Bret says in Common, "We mean no harm."

ScarGM says, "you get no response, Sammuel""

Belian roll 1d20

Sammuel says, "these dwarves dont recognize their own language..."

Flibsy sighs and steps well out of everybody's way.

ScarGM says, "alright. the creatures are moving towards you in a hostile manner. Something doesn't seem quite right about them, though none of you can quite place what. Belian, your turn."

Belian says, "How many are close..."

Sammuel says again, in dwarven, "From what clan have you come?"

Belian calls pleasant greetings in Orcish.

ScarGM says, "sammuel receives no response. Belian receives no response."

Sammuel says, "these are not dwarves."

Belian sighs and raises her crossbow to shoot the closest one on the right.

Bret says, "We are enemies of Cannas and mean you no ill."

ScarGM says, "Belian misses"

ScarGM says, "Bret gets a response, hold on"

Middleone grins. Horrible fanged, crooked teeth are visible. "Yoo hoomans. No from beeg city, Grik no care. Yoo die now."

Flibsy pipes up. "I'm from Cannas!"

Bret says, "We mean no ill but we will defend ourselves, Grik. We seek only safe passage to the other side of the mountains."

Bret readies his crossbow.

Sammuel attacks the closest spear weilder, after moving in

Belian says, "I'm not human, Grik, I'm elven."

Grik looks at Belian evilly. "Elfses? ELFSES DIE!"

ScarGM says, "Okay, the spear wielder closest to Sammuel gets hit by Sammuels chain and by Bret's bolt. The wielder goes down limp. Feathers fly everywhere suddenly."

Sammuel looks suprised by the feathers

Sammuel pauses

Goran is seen waving his hands a little and murmuring some chant. His face goes dark upon the completion of his spell. "These are evil creatures" he says.

spearwielder2 lunges at Sammuel, misses.

Middleone screams, grabs a small glass vial from a pouch at his belt and quaffs the contents. His face is then contorted in pain and he belches loudly.

the axewielders advance but do not attack

Flibsy throws a sling bullet.

Flibsy says, "And assuming that didn't miss, I did 3 points of damage."

Flibsy winds up her sling, taking careful aim at the loudmouth in the middle. With luck, this bullet is going to catch him just in the mouth. Or at least the head.

Flibsy peers at the gloating GM?

ScarGM says, "The creature in the middle, who was grimacing and clutching his belly, is struck squarely in the stomach by Flibsy's slingbullet. Fire begins erupting from the hole newly placed there, and soon thereafter he screams and explodes. The remaining creatures are engulfed in flames, and they lick Sammuel as well."

Belian yelps something that isn't Common.

Bret says, "Oh...This is not good."

Sammuel makes a Reflex save...

ScarGM says, "alright, there's a large boom, feathers spray everywhere, singed and flaming. when the scene clears a bit there are four dead and one badly burned and screaming critter rollin on the ground, covered in feathers and the gore of the one that exploded."

ScarGM says, "It appears to be removing large padded clothing bits from its body. Those bits are on fire and are burning the creature, whose beard is now 90 degrees skewed from its face. The beard is also singed and burning."

Flibsy pulls out her waterskin and empties it over the creature, trying to put out the flames.

Belian stumbles backwards hastily, muttering.

The creature, that now looks more like a goblin, finishes gettin its burning padding off, and is drenched by Flibsy's water. It cowers on the ground, badly injured and whimpering, picking bits of leader-gore and feather off of its wounds.

Sammuel grunts in pain and examines the newly deceased critters.

ScarGM says, "Upon close examination, it appears that these are in fact goblins."

ScarGM says, "at least, judgin from what you've all heard in stories and from what Goran has seen."

Flibsy says, "I wonder what exploded ... Say, creature, do you speak Common?"

Bret to the surviving goblin, "Perhaps you'd like to be more friendly and talkative fellow?"

The goblin whimpers and says, "few words. No hate hoomans, reely. Nice hoomans, no kill Semeg."

ScarGM says, "the feathers came out of the padding the creatures were wearing to make themselves look stout and dwarfish."

Sammuel says, "What are you doing here, goblin?"

Flibsy smiles at Semeg. "I have a little more water to cool those wounds ...

Flibsy says, "Would you like some?"

Flibsy holds out her waterskin.

Sammuel moves past the injured goblin to see if there are any more in the passage he came from

Sammuel says, "what are you doing here, goblin?"

Flibsy smiles at Semeg. "I have a little more water to cool those wounds ...

Flibsy says, "Would you like some?"

Flibsy holds out her waterskin.

Sammuel then moves to the passage beyond the injured goblin to see if there are anymore where he came from

ScarGM says, "no more goblins appear to be beyond int he passage to the right. the noises to the passage straight ahead seem to have quieted somewhat"

Goran keeps watch on the passage straight ahead and does not come near the Goblin.

Semeg says, "Me guard. Me 'sposed keep hoomans out of mines."

Flibsy smiles at Semeg. "Because we might hurt you?

Bret says, "Why are goblins masquerading as dwarves?"

Semeg shrugs, and the act appears to be quite painful. "No know why. Big boss say so."

Flibsy says, "Big Boss? What's he like?"

Semeg says, "Big" and coughs violently, shuddering, and passes out.

Flibsy dribbles the last of her water into Semeg's mouth. "Goran, can you help him? Please?

Goran looks to Flibsy, scowling. "He is dead."

Sammuel moves to guard the party's back and says" We should check out where these guys came from."

Flibsy ohs, looking crestfallen.

Sammuel listens for the approach of more goblins

Belian checks any bodies Bret hasn't inspected.

Flibsy carefully and gently searches Semeg's body.

ScarGM says, "Bret finds the spears and the axes, both of very poor quality. he also finds the empty broken bottle Grik drank from as well as another at his belt. Both are broken, but the mouth is still intact. Both are red glass shaped into a dragon's mouth with a cork tightly stopped in the one that was still at his belt"

Sammuel says, "what did you find Bret?"

Bret says, "My guess is a potion of firebreathing.""

Sammuel says, "Lets keep moving, I would like to get to a larger room where we have room to manuever."

Flibsy is pausing to sing a short dirge for Semeg, before following everyone else.

Sammuel says, "I still think there is a guard room up this way we should check out."

Belian sighs and waits with Flibsy. Shouldn't leave the young one alone. There might be more.

Belian says, "You're probably right, Sammuel. Fine with me."

Belian picks up the better-preserved dragonhead bottle and puts it in a pouch in her pack.

Goran says, "There are more goblins ahead. Going right puts them behind us."

Sammuel says, "I still think we should keep going right. Goran in front and me in back"

Belian says, "I'll take front, Sammuel. I want to look for traps."

Belian says, "And going right is fine with me. Any objections?"

Sammuel says, "okay, lets go before the others come"

Belian nods and moves to the front.

Goran swaps positions with Sammuel, then, taking the front with Belian.

Bret will wrap the broken bottles in cloth and pocket them. They may be useful later.

Belian waits for the party to get gathered, and moves carefully along the passage, searching...

Flibsy follows with Bret.

Sammuel takes the rear

ScarGM says, "okay, Belian, you're quite sure there are no traps over the next 250 feet stretch"

Belian nods to herself, satisfied. "The next stretch looks clean. Stop when I do so I can recheck new ground... let's go."

ScarGM says, "alright, the party advances 250 feet, traveling steadily upward though the passage winds left and right around rocks"

ScarGM says, "coming to...a door"

Belian checks the door and surrounding area for traps.

ScarGM says, "a barred wooden door, looks thick, well made, well sealed"

Sammuel says, "Belian, is it locked?"

Belian checks to see if it's locked.

ScarGM says, "it appears to be locked"

Belian says, "Looks locked to me."

Belian says, "Let me have a go, though..."

Sammuel says, "Did you guys find any keys on the goblins?"

Belian gets something out of her pack, and goes to fiddle with the door.

ScarGM says, "you all hear a click. Belian successfully unlocks the door just in time to make a reflex saving throw for me"

ScarGM says, "Belian barely dodges a needle spiking out from the lock mechanism, then drawing back in."

Flibsy says, "No dex bonuses, Bel?"

Sammuel says, "Well, are we going in?"

Belian scowls at the door and checks it for traps again to see if that one's still active.

Belian says, "Hold up, hold up..."

Belian tries to disable the trap.

ScarGM says, "Belian manages to jam the mechanism to keep it from firing"

Belian listens... anyone behind that door?

ScarGM says, "Belian hears nothing behind the door"

Belian straightens and says, "Everybody ready? I'm gonna open it now."

Sammuel says, "I am ready>"

Belian says, "I hear nothing behind it, I think we're alone. Flibsy? Bret? Goran?"

Goran nods, quietly.

Goran seems to be getting increasingly agitated.

Flibsy says, "Ready ..."

Belian opens the door and flattens herself against the passage wall, just in case.

Bret says, "Right.""

The door opens

ScarGM says, "The passage beyond opens into a room, about 10'x15'x6'high"

ScarGM says, "The room appears to be a guard station, as Sammuel thought, although it seems no guards have been posted here in a long time. Dust covers empty weaponracks and armor stands, a table, and chairs."

Flibsy tries to peer in.

ScarGM says, "all the furniture is stone and of fine craftsmanship, and it appears no one has been in this room for a very, very long tim"

ScarGM says, "time, even"

Sammuel enters the room and looks around

Flibsy says, "Funny, you'd think a room so close to the entrance wouldn't be quite so dusty."

Bret says, "You'd think so...But why trap a guardpost?"

Belian says a bit morosely, "For when the guards fail, perhaps? As they have... long ago, I'd say."

Sammuel pokes around the dusty room for anything of value.

ScarGM says, "there is another door on the opposite wall, and the previously described furniture. that is all"

Belian looks around the room for anything of interest, or another way out.

ScarGM says, "nothing else of interest is found"

Belian heads to the opposite door and checks it for traps.

Sammuel says, "Nothing but dust and phantoms..."

Flibsy searches the room carefully.

ScarGM says, "Belian sees that the door is locked and trapped with a similar needlespring"

ScarGM says, "nothin else of interest is found"

Belian sets about disabling the trap before trying to open the lock.

ScarGM says, "Belian is struck by the needle. She suddenly feels very cold and ill and takes three points of damage"

Belian cries out and sags to the floor. "... I feel sick." She wraps her arms around her as if chilled.

Flibsy cries out and runs to comfort Belian, pulling out her cloak and wrapping it around the striken girl, before chafing her hands.

Goran hurries over to her and starts digging through his pack, pulling out a leather-bound box. He opens it and picks out a small vial of something and some herbs.

Sammuel moves to check out Belian and asks "What happened?"

Belian says weakly, "Hit by a needle... didn't get the trap."

Belian says, "Somebody else needs to disable that if they can... I did my job, I found it..."

Bret will keep out of the way to let Goran work and he'll take a look at the trap.

Goran tells Belian to eat the herbs and drink the contents of the vial, both of which smell *AWFUL*

Belian makes a face but does as Goran tells her.

ScarGM says, "Belian manages to not die from the consumption of the herbs and chemicals. She also manages to not take any more damage from the poison this round. She feels quite weak, however, and is going to be subjected to some heavy negatives for a while..."

Belian sits against the wall, looks a very unhealthy color even compared to her normal pallor, and tries not to barf.

Flibsy holds Belian's hand, chafing it anxiously. "Is she going to live, Goran? What can I do to help?

Sammuel closes the door the party entered and props a heavy stone chair in front of it.

Belian says softly, "Thanks, Goran. I think that helped..."

Goran says, "I don't know."

ScarGM says, "Belian fails and vomits profusely""

Flibsy Flibsy flinches back, and then holds Libby's head. "It's okay. Do you have any water? I'm all out, and you could rinse your mouth a little.

ScarGM says, "Okay. Belian manages to not hit anyone with the puking."

Belian moans unhappily, and nods at her pack, where a small waterskin is near the top.

Goran says, "She needs rest. The poison is still in her veins. I do not know if what I gave her will help, but if she lives through the night, I can pray for a spell that will help slow the venom.

Sammuel hands Belian one of his two extra whater skins

Flibsy pulls out the waterskin, and some piece of clothing below it, to use as a towel, and carefully wipes Belian clean.

Flibsy says, "Don't move, Belian. We'll have you right as rain in no time."

Belian nods a rather greenish thank you to Sammuel and takes a little water in her hand to rinse her mouth.

ScarGM says, "Bret disables the trap perfectly, and in such a manner as it could be re-enabled with ease."

Belian murmurs something that sounds grateful to Flibsy, not in Common. She sags quietly back against the wall and closes her eyes.

Sammuel moves to help Bret with the door.

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