Another battle, another series of close calls. Turtle surveys the field as her comrades recover. Grunting from the pain of a giant’s swing, she limps over towards Sulmia, pulling out the magical Ointment. “Does she need this?” Looking ovver the party. “Is anyone diseased? Poisoned?” She motions to the giants. “Treveylan, would you do the honors and de-head those things please? They will serve as yet more proof of the danger the area is under.” She adjusts her stance, testing her one leg gingerly. “I suggest we burn all the bodies, save the spell-thrower. His we have Florent use the power of Helm to interrogate his soul, may it rest in peace.”
Wiping the blood off her armor, she continues; “After we’ve gone over what they have, I’d like to see if they were expecting someone. Perhaps they are somehow aware- either through spies or by magic- of caravan schedules. Depending what we find on them, it might make sense to continue on to Hommlett, bringing news of what else we have learned.”
Seeing Furnock smile, but Florent open his mouth she motions for him to pause. “I have been thinking of how we might solve our problems with getting supplies and communicating with the town and believe I have a way. My father had a magical figurine, a silver raven, that although made of metal, would come alive to fly and deliver messages. Through this we can hopefully work out a system to let the town know what is going on and vice versa.” She coughs here, before going on. “The other difficulty of actually getting the supplies in a timely manner, involves a magical spell I have heard of and I’m sure Pertinax could explain in more detail. It will require some gold, as do all things, but perhaps Burns can assist us.”
She squats, stretching out her wounded leg. “In any case, I move we update the council on our progress and put in a new order for additional equipment.” Motioning to the party’s newest member. “And from the advice of some folks, we all might use a hot bath.”
Luke, the dandied rogue had a good session- I had him use PRAYER from the Ring ‘o Spell Storing, to help our group/hurt a bugbear assassin, then drank the POTION OF INVISIBILITY to sneak up on a sorcerer who was bombarding Pertinax with posion knife thingies (not gonna accept Turtles’ ointment eh Elfie?), and, waiting until he was ready to cast, leaped out to interrupt a spell with a sneak attack that struck the baddie dead.
Furnock then used his RING OF COMMAND to make the giant lose a turn, and helped out in the clean up.