Chapter 7: Luck, or Hard Work?

[jstater]

Looking at the map, I'm wondering a couple things. First - I'm wondering if we've missed any secret doors. We never really took the time to explore the room with the pit and troglodytes. I'm also wondering about the cave to the great outdoors - if we were to exit through that cave and jog over to the east, would there be some other entrance into the chamber where the undead thing is located.

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Edited for grammar. I'm a half-orc, of course, but I still have my pride.

[Nekron99]

" I am for going in after the thing, or rather allowing it to come out after us, but regardless...As the great elven ranger/cleric Mithond of Sunwall said, in his exciting treatise on using mass aimed missile fire during close melee fighting, "Kill em all, let their gods sort them out!" Brother Arven observes.

Then after a moment of reflection and silence he says "Actually that quote really does not apply here does it?"
"Hmm, where the heck was I going with that thought?" He mumbles to himself. Lack of food makes for a dull cleric.

[Solomoriah]

I'm just waiting for you all to get past planning and make statements of intent...

[Hywaywolf]

we're scared lol.

[Sir Bedivere]

(OOC: ... if the game falls apart we should go out in a blaze of glory.)

OOC: I just caught that. Pun intended, I assume.

Timorel will take whatever oil is given him and head to the back of the pack, ready to go.

[jstater]

Okay - sounds like we're going with this. Question for the Ref - is there a large supply of oil in the inn that we can use?

[Solomoriah]

Offhand, none of you would know that.

[Hywaywolf]

(OOC: actually, I think that question was asked back in the beginning and you said something about a so much cooking oil and so much lamp oil. We have been all through that kitchen and the store rooms, especially when no one was there but us.)

[Solomoriah]

(OOC: actually, I think that question was asked back in the beginning and you said something about a so much cooking oil and so much lamp oil. We have been all through that kitchen and the store rooms, especially when no one was there but us.)

Ah. Then apparently, like me, Grumm has forgotten what he saw.

[jstater]

Grumm will go back to the inn and look for barrels of oil. Hopefully somebody will accompany him.