Slime Salad

Kalar backs slowly out of the room, trusting that Lynda has things under control. He looks around for Gontort, and heads off to try to find the fool before he gets a dragon to attack the party or something. He checks the south-west room for Gontort. It's not the closest to the door to the main room...

Kalar, in quite a bit of pain, stands and brushes himself off. He says to Tammytharn, "Thank you for that my dear, you have my gratitude for causing the deaths of those that were affecting us. You have my word that I will not forget this." He smiles knowingly and gives her a slight bow. &...

Kalar reads Lynda's note. It seems like sound reasoning. If his previous actions were anything to go by, then healing magic has some sort of effect on the demons. But as he has no healing left to him... He turns to Tammytharn, and in as imperious a voice as he can manage, says, "Raoan, if you ...

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Kalar is rather discomfited that it seems Lynda now has minions, while his own were destroyed recently. Still, they will probably prove useful. "Gontort, do you think you could lead us to that room again? I want to see if there are more of those things in there, and if our Lynda can exert some...

"What. Did. You. Do??" Kalar whips out his war pick and moves in to use his shield to cover Thistlewhistle and (to a lesser extent) Tammy. "Raoan, if you have any magic that will aid in this situation, now is a good time. Unless, of course, you would rather be roasted alive for your ...

It's not in the same style as the others, but oh well.





Still working on the blob-figures though, just been swamped with work stuff, and haven't been able to fix them up as much as I'd like.

Kalar takes the jeweled dagger. At the best, it's some enchanted sacrificial dagger, they -are- under a chapel after all. At the worst though, it's a sharp pointy piece of metal that might come in handy. "Come, Lynda, let's head back to the main room and regroup." As he leaves, he calls o...

Kalar frowns at this, quite annoyed. "Lynda, I do believe we will not be getting any answers out of this fellow. Perhaps we had better search for answers elsewhere." Kalar turns from the bull-man to inspect the cell of the dead painter. He searches the body, trying to find any clues, or p...

Kalar leads the way to the bull-man. He gestures to Galse for him to follow them. He's slightly concerned that the dwarf left, he might have been better in a scrap than Galse. Not for any ability or lack thereof, but he would much rather throw Gontort into the fray than Galse, as the latter has bee...