Amara left out a cry of pain, the bite was bad but the scorching heat that flared from it was worth. Gritting her teeth she tore into the creature with both blades, not in the mood to play nicely if she could help it.

"Always appreciated."

Her first strike was an obvious feint, or a bad miss, even as her offhand slammed home in the center of her foe with brutal force.

OOC: Full Attack (Miss vs AC 8 with Mc, Hit vs AC 22 with OH for 6 damage. 13 if Crit Confirms/able at 20)

01:39, Today: Amara rolled 13 using 1d6+3+1d6+3 with rolls of 3,4.  Not sure if immune to Crit.
01:38, Today: Amara rolled 20 using 1d20+2 with rolls of 18.  SS Confirm.
01:38, Today: Amara rolled 22 using 1d20+2 with rolls of 20.  Off Hand SS.
01:38, Today: Amara rolled 8 using 1d20+3 with rolls of 5.  Main Hand MW SS

Round 3
Phelar moves to fire and misses.

Tanu smashes one into the ground and Kamea and Amara slice and dice the second one. All three monsters are left dead on the road outside of the inn.

A quick look around reveals that they attacked a few horses in the stables. Someone was going to wake up the next morning with some bad news about their horse but otherwise the party is unable to find where the things had come from.

Perhaps it was unrelated to the troubles facing the town but it seemed more likely that whatever was stirring up Roderic's ghost was also behind these foul creatures emerging from the darkness.

"Well, this was not very enlightening." She said flatly as she shouldered her crossbow. She then walked back over and rejoined the others.

Amara let out a gasp and weakly sheathed her blades, only if she was sure everything was dead. Flexing her torn and cauterized arm carefully. Gods that had hurt.

Tanu grunts and nods to the stables.  In a low stance, and his club at the ready, he advances into the stables and looks around the stalls (kicking through the hay a little and looking up into the rafters).  He talks to the horses as he does, "There..there...you OK."

Vahan rushed to Amara’s side, laying his hands on her shoulder and pulling out his healer’s kit.

"Hold bloody still," he muttered.

Sacrifice Detect Evil to cast CLW: 6 damage healed.
Also rolled 26 to Heal, but that’s just flavortext.

"Don't know where these creatures are coming from. But it seems that there's been more of then recently." Kamea picked up some loose gear. She tighten the straps on her pack. "We'd better get to Roderic's Wreck and see if we can learn something. Or more creatures can turn this village into a ghost town in a few weeks."


OOC: Ready to move on

"Agreed." Phelar said nodding. "How are you holding up? Do you need healing as well?" She asked Kamea with a small nod.

"Thank you for the offer." Kamea checked her armor and body to make sure that there wasn't a hidden wound, "Seems that my armor deflected all of the attacks."

Amara flexed her arm, the burns still lingered but it would work. She had done jobs suffering from less. She flashed the dwarf a smile and a mumbled thank you, before seeming ready to get on with it.

The trail out to Roderic's Wreck is very untraveled and seems more similar to the Churlwood than not however even still it is a much shorter walk than anything they had to deal with in the nearby forest.

Approaching the house, it is immediately apparent that Roderic’s Wreck is indeed a wreck. The house slumps visibly toward the water, one corner edging dangerously into the river. Boards in the house’s walls have warped and popped free from their nails, peeling back like bark from an old tree. The front door hangs slightly ajar. The sound of buzzing insects, creaking tree branches, and the river flowing by hangs in the moist air.

The house looks to be a two-story affair built from local pine. Neglect is evident as there are signs of water damage everywhere one cares to look as it sags towards the nearby river. It looked like at one time it stood on four sturdy pylons sunk deep into the earth but erosion and the shifting of the river have carved out underneath the foundation and the whole thing looks likely to be swept away in the next flood or two.

Moss grows on the roof and clings to the walls and where the moss doesn't touch there appears to be patches of black mold springing up where the boards are starting to rot. The moss and mold have gotten so bad that the windows are covered, inside and out with big patches of it.

Doing a quick lap around the house it seems the obvious entrances are through the front door or there is a back door next to a dilapidated deck.

"I'll look for traps and tracks, give me a moment."

Amara slid forward on light feet, at home in the overgrown terrain as she sought signs of other people or traps in the area for the group to keep an eye out for.


10:05, Today: Amara rolled 28,14,24 using 1d20+8,1d20+10,1d20+8 with rolls of 20,4,16.  Stealth, Perception (+1 Traps), Survival,.
28 Stealth, 14 Perception, 24 Survival

Chuckling, "Maybe we jus push it over, brudda."

She laughed. "Tanu, I doubt that will solve what's going on."

"Traps?" Kamea gave Amara time to examine the area. "I'm more worried that the house will collapse, if we go inside. But we need to find some clue as to what is going on right. So we'll have to enter, right?" See seemed to be trying to convince herself or hoping that another alternative was possible.

"Sadly I think entering is the only option. Unless..." She considered for a moment. "...maybe we need to go under it? We found those weird ruins in that cave, right? And look how the house is leaning...  Maybe some caves under it collapsed to cause it to lean? Some of the caves in that last one looked like they may have..." She was entertaining a notion. "Of course, that means we may still have to go in."

As far as Amara can tell there don't appear to be any traps. The floorboards look old and creaky, the building seems to be totally infested with bugs and vermin and in the grass near the front step she sees the glint of something silver, likely a necklace or locket or something along those lines.

Carefully, and checking with Detect magic up, she gathers up the silver thing with a curious touch.

"No traps that I can see."

"Don't dey sometimes have a graveyard near these ol' houses?", muttering to himself as they start to mount the steps.

"I’ll get to it, then," said Vahan. He hefted weapon and shield, stepping in through the front door, keeping a wary eye.

Perception: 22.

Vahan walks up the steps and the stairs creak under his heavy boots. From under the rafters comes the flittering of tiny wings as a trio of stirges appear.

Round 1

Spitting on the ground, Tanu swings at a stirg in a large loop.

13:55, Today: Tanu rolled 25 using 1d20+7 ((18)).  To Hit
13:56, Today: Tanu rolled 13 using 1d10+4 ((9)).  To Damage

Phelar took aim at one of the stirges that Tanu did not hit and fires a crossbow bolt at it.

[OOC: Fire at stirge at Q8.

00:21, Today: Phelar Dragonfeather rolled 9,4 using 1d20+3,1d8 with rolls of 6,4.  Light XBow.
Hit: 9
Damage: 4

FML.]

Amara drew her blades cautiously and took a swipe at the Stirge, while she knew of the small things she certainly hadn't fought any before and it managed to dodge her blade due to this.

OOC:
Note: Vahan healed Amara for 6, she should be at 17 HP I believe
Move: Draw Swords
Standard: Attack Stirge at Q8 (Miss at AC 13)
14:01, Today: Amara rolled 13 using 1d20+5 with rolls of 8.  Main Hand MW SS vs Q8.