[Against the goblins, everyone who killed one got XP and then at the end of the battle everyone gained more XP as a reward.]

[Ah, gotcha]

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[Against the goblins, everyone who killed one got XP and then at the end of the battle everyone gained more XP as a reward.]

 [Yes, so maybe you just didn't kill a goblin]

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[Against the goblins, everyone who killed one got XP and then at the end of the battle everyone gained more XP as a reward.]

 [Yes, so maybe you just didn't kill a goblin]

 [OoC: Damn, no. Just checked. I clocked one with a Firebolt.]

(OOC: Since you pretty much just took a long rest, I'd say it's immediate) The doorway is not on fire yet, but the window is melting.

And no, the person has already been engulfed in flames.

Then Matthyse will grab his things and run outside with anyone else he could carry.

After everyone exits I [Tooltip Not Found], my readied Fog Cloud which fills the room with Fog, after I close the door I say, "I am suffocating the fire, okay? So don't open this door."

Before this I used Frostbite on the person who was attacking us, and stopped the fire on him, maybe he can stay alive... 

[since the person is already unconscious, they can't make a saving throw]

[ LOL. If I had time to prepare my spells (I can prepare an extra spell at 2nd lvl), I'd be able to use Create or Destroy Water.

But everything is pretty wild right now. ]

You all burst heroically out of the room, flames spreading behind you. However, the fog does not disperse the flame. "Run!" scream Freytha and Fafnir.

[isn't fog just water? In this case it's magic water]

(OOC: Yeah but the fire seems to be magical)

[Ah I see, but can I get that slot back then?]

Matthÿse follows Freytha in a hurry, carrying his armor, warhammer and shield. Wearing only a bloodied nightgown from when he got stabbed.

He thinks to himself I guess it was too good to last. And I was having such a nice dream where I felt someon's warm embrace. 

A single tear dripping down as he, again, runs for his life.

I myself take my pack, tucked under my blanket with me, throw my mantle over my shoulder and run after the others. Matthÿse must be hurting; he's practically in tears. I still owe the big guy. 

I'm sure I'll find some way to return the favor,  eventually...

[OoC: oops wrong sheet]

I look at everyone to see if they are okay. I side-eye Freytha and Fafnir, "What is happening?! WHY did those PEOPLE attack us!" I look behind us and make an inference...

"Wait, Is it gonna explode? The fire looks magical..." So we have to get out of here fast before I ask more questions.

I look behind me and with a slightly scrunched face that quickly relaxes, I run behind the others. But I constantly look around me just in case. 

[I am ready for an ambush]

I ready my light hammer

(OOC: yeah Saferetan can have the slot.) Standing on a grassy hill a few hundred meters away from the burning house, Freytha turns to you. "This is the cruelty we endure and have endured for all of our lives. This is why we wish to destroy Vecna. Will you aid us on the quest to find the sword and soul?"

"Kind of hard to say 'no' now, isn't it?" 

They know who and where we are. If we'd said no, we'd still be dead men walking. 

Matthyse is just seething with an ire he hadn't really felt before. As he finishes putting on his armor, he looks towards the burning house, and for a moment laments all the things he's lost, but is glad they all made it out alive.

"I'll do it. I'll join the Brotherhood on this quest."

He doesn't say anything else. He just keeps looking at the fire.

I sigh, "I was going to try to destroy Vecna anyway...I will join the quest"