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The rana and the monk come into the street. Three badly decomposed corpses lie in the mud, arrows marking their demise. The zombies wear tattered shreds of clothing. It is plainly evident that they carry no valuables. The town guard rushes up the street. A man-at-arms wearing ringmail and the blue a...

There are no signs of reinforcements yet, but the young boy has only just ran past, yelling the alarm. Milton draws his shortbow back yet again and fires an arrow [16] A hit! The bloated creature explodes in a cloud of black blood and bile. Luckily for you, some distance separated you. The smell is ...

@thewegger,

There is a battle joined as we speak, jump in and have some fun!

You are either awakened by the sound of the battle and are in one of the 2nd story apartments, or you hear the warning of the young lad and come running down the street to face the attackers. It is your choice.

Gerhard keeps his bow handy with an arrow nocked.

I will stay up a bit with Grimma

Welcome Golan2072, Pandelume, and Lord Kjeran! Glad to have more folks on the board!

The three walking corpses move along the muddy street in a jerking and halting manner. Their white eyes open, searching for flesh, they move down the street in pursuit of the young boy. Milton stands near his window and quickly nocks an arrow in his shortbow. As the three grotesque mockeries of life...

Gerhard enters the common room late, his eyes are bleary and he looks hungover. He finds a serving girl, Bacon, thick bread, and six eggs...and I'll be needing some hot tea to wash it down. I caught that last bit about marching order...in the forest, i can scout either front, side, or back. I got a...

All players, you may purchase whatever weapons and supplies you may need. Wickersham does not have a ready supply of all equipment, so buy it now if you can. And remember, we will be using the silver standard, so after your purchase, take whatever gold you have left and rename it silver pieces. From...

Mike wrote:Oberon shrugs, "Good man Gerhard, any that slip past you shall wear my morning star as a crown."

"Heavy is the head that wears the crown..." Gerhard laughs.

"Friend Oberon, let us share a good bottle or two before the journey begins in earnest."