The horned matriarch stood with a grunt.
"Take this one."
She pushed Eshket towards Sibi, then snatched Barrdu up
"We could try... talking our way in."
That earned a withering look from the hooded one, and the armored one grimaced. "The
Eshket yelped as she was bodily dragged down the slope to where Barrdu lay, her feet kicking impotently at the mud. She twisted her neck to look back
The Dungeon Master Today, 05:31:12 PM
The View From Above and Below
At first, the tell-tale rattle of mail put Vermillion on alert. But it wasn't the Fist this time. Wasn't anyone, given the barren tabard. Adventurer?
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