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"Wasn't he supposed to be possessed or something?", Tabby asked the group. <thegamerzedge@...> wrote:

Flynn shakes his head in disbelief. "umm...Guys? Big, evil Monk with magic spear artifact." he adds pointing to the kneeling monk and the threat they had been searching for and been warned about.

North is also very interested in the well and will head in that direction. He's curious about the mirror as well. <artamy1@...> wrote:

Sweet William takes a step towards the monk and stops. He doesn’t like the unexplored well behind him. The monk isn’t going anywhere.He turns and walks back to investigate the well. Sent from AT&T

DM/ As the panther continues to prowl Cerina determines that it appears to be anxious, pacing, as if guarding something or someone from an unseen threat. It doesn’t seem to notice the worshipping

Flynn carefully checks the immediate area for traps and such. If he finds none he will turn and wink at William. "William, Please get that spear." ________________________________ Sent: Wednesday, May

North will cast Prestidigitation on himself to mask his scent with the current 'aromatic' flavor of the room. He doesn't want the black panther to be able to smell him. He will also slink behind his

Tabby stood by the half-orc's side and waited for some action! OOC: The panther, is it just calmly pacing around? Does it look like it's going to attack the Tabaxi? Or does the cat look like his pet?

Having learned his lesson, Sweet William waits for Flynn to assess the situation before just charging in and wreaking havoc.He pulls his axe, raises his shield and holds action. Sent from AT&T Yahoo

[we came through the double doors correct?] Cerina doesn't raise her bow, but she still has an arrow knocked ... she'll try to gauge what the panther is doing [+5 to Nature] "I miss the old days."

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DM/ When the door comes open, a rush of warm, aromatic air greets you. The room is lit with a sanguine glow. On the wall opposite the door are tacked several animal hides from exotic beasts. To the

*"Good Job Mister Flynn."*, The Tabaxi girl was very proud of the bard. *"I do mostly agree with you, but those.....durn...", *She was not very good at swearing, *"Flying Furry Smeg-Heads bit me! I

Flynn creeps forward and quickly examines the door, before waving the group forward. "Lets not have violence as our first response, shall we?" he whispers to SW. ________________________________ Sent:

DM/ Flynn contemplates the machinations- the metallic combinations, the tiny sparks of lightning, the heady odor of stormclouds . . . One halberd is obviously forged of coal fired iron and the other

Sweet William is waiting to see the results of Flynn’s efforts? Sent from AT&T Yahoo Mail for iPhone

(OOC - reply to Cerina’s Jon) two of the carved warriors pivot out from the walls in front of the party, crossing their metal halberds before them to bar the way to the northern doors. The blades

OOC: So the first two guardians are blocking our path forwards with their electrified weapons? Is there enough room to go over them, or do the block our movement forward completely? "I miss the old

Tabby stepped aside so Flynn could check for any traps. She keeps her eyes on the guards [email protected]> wrote:

North explodes like a homemade hand grenade. Ooc/ jk <artamy1@...> wrote: