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Night, Déardaoin, 14th of Midsummer 1022. Hi 99, Lo 72; moderate wind; mostly cloudy
Consumed in a burst of healing fire a touch of color returns to Starchild's cheeks and her eyes begin to focus. Though her wounds are grievous, blood no longer pours through El's fingers like a fountain. The silence in the inn is punctuated with the sounds of battle in the distance, pouring in through the open window and door.
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![]() A small wave of relief passed over the deputy seeing Starchild become slightly less pale. The knot in her stomach only released a tiny bit knowing all of them were still not safe. The shouts and screams from outside kept her on edge. She sheathed her sword as Ulfar and Darshee scouted out the windows. “Get what you need. We can’t stay in Bridgetown I don’t think they plan on letting anything be salvageable. Alright the old oak on the east side it is. El help me get Starchild out of here. We’ll meet you two there as soon as possible,” Lily said starting to put one of the bard’s arms arounds around her shoulders.
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Night, Déardaoin, 14th of Midsummer 1022. Hi 99, Lo 72; moderate wind; mostly cloudy
"The real question is," Starchild pipes up, gaining her senses despite her injuries. “How did they come without being seen by anyone? These damn plains are so flat you can see an elk from two days off, let alone an army! No alert, no hue and cry?” She winces and presses her hands against the bloody hole in her chest as she's brought to her feet by Lily. “I'm scared to split up. What if we find another patrol? You can't carry me and fight. I know a spot in the woods, we just have to get across the bridge with anyone and any supplies we can gather. Ulfar, I heard you helped maintain the bridge. Do you think you could destroy it?"
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![]() “Then we go to the woods, over the bridge. Could we use the net that was put up to cross? No maybe not,” the deputy thought better of it remembering that Starchild was injured. using the net to cross would be too risky and Starchild wouldn't be strong enough to manage the ropes. Across on foot would have to suffice. “Darshee, get what you need from your home. Meet us on the town side of the bridge,’ the younger elf said starting to assist the bard to her feet. “Ulfer, can we think about the bridge situation when we get there? But we have to get there first,” Lily asked trying to bring some sense of order to the chaotic situation they now found themselves in.
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Night, Déardaoin, 14th of Midsummer 1022. Hi 99, Lo 72; moderate wind; mostly cloudy
Peeking out the front door is not an uplifting sight. Hobgoblins battle with townsfolk in every direction, and from the sounds of battle, the whole town and tent city is under attack. Bodies lie on the ground everywhere, run through by hobgoblin blades and left where they fell. A wolf howls in the distance, its eerie cry echoed by the screams of the dying.
How do you proceed? Disguises? Sneaking? Boldly down main street? The party's current destination is Darshee's
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![]() “Let’s just get across the street first.” Lily said adjusting her grip on Starchild. “I think we should try to sneak from house to house to our destinations. Stick to the shadows as best we can. Let the goblins go past and take the best opportunity to move.” The silver haired elf stuck her head part way out the door of the tavern to see what the foot traffic looked like.
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