Lost Mines of Phandelver 2014 rules

Brand continues his attack on the zombie

Attack: 18 Damage: 5

21 

The zombie hangs on by the last vestiges of unlife

Lucius snarls at the zombie's refusal to die and strikes again

Attack: 17 Damage: 9 

Attack: 11 Damage: 9 

19 

The zombie falls in a heap of tattered rags

This better be the last of these sorry bastards 

attack

13

damage

7

9 

The zombie falls is crushed under the club and doesn't get back up

The zombie in front of Brand lashes out with what is left of its unlife

Attack: 5 Damage: 3 

Brand attacks the last zombie with Talon

Attack: 13 Damage: 3

The last zombie falls 

As the last of the spores settle and the light coming through the breaks in the building occasionally catches dust motes in the air, the group takes a look around the building. 

The eastern half of the building is the old common room, while the western portion held the kitchens and the brewer’s vats. Huge wooden tuns stand to the west, and a faint smell of yeast still permeates the air. The ale is long gone.

This small house appears to be in better condition than the ruined and dilapidated structures nearby. The doors are reinforced with heavy iron bands, and thick shutters protect the windows.

The one opposite is a ruin and looks as if it might once have been a farmhouse.

It is now half swallowed by a dense thicket, with trees growing up through its ruined foundations. The lane continues south a short distance past the ruin before ending in an overgrown field.

Let’s check out that ruin across the road. We can come back and check out this place in a bit - we don’t want to be ambushed from a bushy thicket now do we?

Ol goes to the ruin across the road and explores the ruin

perception.

17

he looks for any hidden features built into the building with the land 

nature

7

and tries to recall anything about this area from his life before

history

21

Ol remembers hearing rumours of Thundertree.

Once, this was a prosperous community on the outskirts of the forest, wealthy from the work of its woodcutters and trappers. Then thirty years ago, the eruption of Mount Hotenow to the north devastated Thundertree. In the wake of the natural disaster, a plague of strange zombies swept over the area, killing or driving off those who survived the eruption. Few people dare to venture into the ruined village now, and those who do so seldom stay long

The door is unlocked. Inside, sitting at a surprisingly intact table, is a gaunt, white haired human man.

He looks up at the group and nods cautiously.

Brand nods towards him puts on his priestly smile and says, "Good Day Sir, I am Brand and this is Ollanius and Lucius. Sorry to barge in. Who are you and What are you doing here?"