Amrath Mulnobar leads Nirzeg and Derrikoth into a dusty banquet hall on the ground floor, which is dimly lit by a few lonely torch sconces. 

Bones litter the ground around a cobweb-draped dining table where several figures sit, slumped in high-backed chairs and speaking in shrill and raspy voices, mentioning something about “the good old days.“

Amrath bows and gestures you forward. “My lords, you have...visitors.”

 Meanwhile, at the White Hart Inn, Argus Filroy welcomes back Genny and Astra, and seems delighted at the prospect of a performance from Genny.

“I do hope your friends aren’t going to be long?” He asks the two of you. “The spirits of the dead haunt the woods nearby. It’s best to not venture out at night.”

"Okay. That's definitively not the best of signs I've seen today." Nirzeg mutters as he eyes the bones from the corner of his eyes. While Derrikoth hopefully handled "introductions", the Githyanki tried to study the bones to determine what they might've belonged too. If need be, he even sends wickerman over to sneakily snatch one or two for closer inspection.

Meanwhile, Smart Zeek goes bug-eyed at the mention of spirits, and worriedly looks over to Genny and Astra.

Nature: 20.

Derrikoth steps forward, oblivious, "Good evening, my name is Lord Derrikoth Toknal, and I am a member of the Lord's Alliance. I was completely a favor for a late ally of mine when I couldn't help but notice the state of your castellen. I am just here to confirm that you all are in good health, and recommend that you hire servants and make this place something more respectable."

The “Hunt Lords” rise from their slumped positions to reveal emaciated bodies and sunken eyes, with long white hair framing their shriveled faces. One of them snaps his fingers, and the pile of bones that Nirzeg is approaching quickly pieces itself together to reveal an animated skeleton of a horse, clad in tattered leather barding.

“Looks like we’ll have some fun tonight after all!” One of them smiles cruelly and draws two deadly looking scimitars. 

Nirzeg & Derrikoth, go ahead and roll initiative!

This is what I get for being a nice guy initiative: 8

"So one of us shall." Nirzeg says as he starts to go for his greatsword; a look of grim determination gracing his features.

Nirzeg Nitiative: 21.

As a result of Genevieve's performance, which as always was excellent and received a great deal of praise from the Aasimar, the inn was willing to not only allow them to have a room at the inn for free, but also some food and drink! Which Astra helped herself to, having another bowl of stew. "I know that I literally just ate, but I'm probably going to get into a fight with some giants tomorrow, so I think that I'll burn it off. And besides, it's not like I'm going on a date any time soon." 

Astra then decides to have a mug of ale. And then a second. And then a third. The Aasimar sways a little bit in her seat and has a dumb smile on her face after drinking the third one. "Hey Gen, wanna dance?"

Genevieve felt a small bit of pride bringing some joy back into the town after her performance, even if it were for a little while. She kept her eyes on Astra as she ate and drank, conversed with her a great deal, then when asked to dance, she says, "I don't see why not!"

Astra leads Genevieve over to a clear space and begins to dance, completely unfettered by inhibition or the modesty that she usually has during her sober moments. 

Performance: 15

And Astra manages to not make too much of a fool of herself, despite her alcohol intake.

Hunt Lords Initiative 9

The Hunt Lords, whose bodies are quite obviously in a state of undeath, loose their weapons from their sheaths and begin to stalk towards you as Amrath, the dwarven castellan, retreats.

'No... no... no... Wait!' Nirzeg eyes widen at a thought. One swift search in his utility belt later, and whatever he pulls out in a balled up fist leaves him grinning. "Big D. Gotta plan, but need'ja to trust me. Wickerman! Flying like the wind and fetch the others. Post haste!" The Githyanki says in almost too much of a hurry as he bound to Derrikoth side. Yet, wickerman seems to understand enough to jet out the same exit as dwarf and thensome just as Nirz scatters some dust in some odd pattern in the air above himself. Grumbling and grunting, the Githyanki nearly bowls over as muscles, bones, and more grow to extraordinary lengths, leaving him stand heads over most.

"All aboard the pain boat, captain." He says, half-kneeling to make it easier for Derrikoth to climb onto his shoulder.

Meanwhile, after sneaking a few licks of some alcohol on the side, Zeek tries to join in the party with Genieve and Astra using some aerial maneuvers of his own!

Dancing Cat: 20.

Bonus Action: Command Wickerman to dash.

Action: Nirzeg Casts Showtime! on himself, doubling in size!

The Hunt Lords, with their various weapons, prepare for the hunt as Amrath the dwarf shuts the doors to the dining hall. 

The dual-wielding Hunt Lord mounts up on his skeletal horse and urges it forward.

The longsword Hunt Lord summons a horse skeleton much like the first one had done, and also mounts up. The warhorse rides to flank Nirzeg.

The empty-handed Hunt Lord raises his hands, and green energy leaps from them to strike at Derrikoth!

Grave Bolt Attack vs Derrikoth: 23 Damage: 11 necrotic

The longbow Hunt Lord takes aim at the enlarged Nirzeg and tries to find a soft spot:

Longbow Attack vs Nirzeg: 17 Damage: 10 piercing

// Players up! //

Meanwhile, at the lodge, two of the three Daerivoss brothers applaud Genny's performance, and smile and laugh appreciatively at the antics of the others. The older one seems to be disinterested, and stares only at the signet ring on his hand.

Derrikoth turns in astonishment towards Nirzeg, blinking once before climbing up and hissing, "We tell no one of this."

Drawing his longsword, he swings twice at the Hunt Lord in front of him before action surging and going for the one behind.

Attack: 24 Damage: 7

Attack: 20 Damage: 7

Attack: 14 Damage: 5

Attack: 19 Damage: 6

(Complete forgot that I have a strength modifier, add 3 to each of those damage rolls)

Reaction: Nirzeg Casts Shield, raising AC to 21 and avoiding the attack.

Turn Start:

Nirzeg's only answer to Derrikoth is a chuckle. One swiftly interrupted by the twang of a bow. With a sharp sweep of the hand, Nirzeg erects a barrier of energy to "eat" the longbow shot.  "Now that wasn't very nice! Clench those legs, Big D. Going for a swing." He says as traces finger along his greatsword, causing it increasingly vibrate and hum to almost imperceptible levels. In one great heave, Nirzeg risks cleaving through a portion of the door beyond as he brings the blade in for a bisecting strike.

"Wickerman! If you can hear my voice, burn a path out if ya must! But get to the others." He barks out.

Action: Nirzeg uses Thunder Cleaver Attack: 17 Damage: 17 Hunt Lord below Nirzeg on the map.
Plus an additional 2d8 thunder damage if target willingly moves.

Bonus Action: Command Wickerman to Fire Spittle to make an exit(window preferred).
Attack: 14 Damage: 4.(if needed)

Alus had spent the better part of the walk from the inn to the keep fighting off a frayed cuticle, using his back molars to pry the beast from its deep-set lair. He finally wrenched it free as swords were brandished and arrows were fired. He looks up to find himself standing in front of a grumpy looking dwarf in front of a closed door, behind which he can hear the muffled sounds of combat and the familiar vices of Nirzeg and Derrikoth. He addresses the dwarf. "Hey, bud, I may be totally off base here, but doesn't sound like the business transaction is going super friendly in there..."

MOVEMENT: Alus will attempt to push past the dwarf and into the dining hall to join his friends.

Pushing the dwarf aside momentarily, Alus realizes that the doors are locked. The sound of the castellan pulling the sword from his sheathe echoes against the stone walls in this dark hallway. 

“I can’t let you interrupt my lords in their hunt,” Amrath says, his face drawn and grim. 

(Wickerman has already fled, thanks to his getting an action before the door was closed. Go ahead and roll a d20 to how quickly Wickerman is able to reach the lodge) 

Nirzeg and Derrikoth connect with their targets, their swords clashing with those of the undead hunt lords, as booming energy fills the stone and timber hall.

ACTION: Alus casts Thunderwave on the door, attempting to blow it open. 11 thunder damage on the door.

Wisdom Check: 21

The door blows open, revealing the fight. Derrikoth is riding atop the shoulders of an enlarged Nirzeg, and both are swinging their swords at wights mounted on skeletal horses. 

The thunderwave blast catches the nearest horse, knocking down the nearest horse and causing the rider to dismount. 

The Hunt Lords are obviously perturbed by this intrusion, and the dwarf castellan cries out as he rushes Alus. "Nooo!! You will not interrupt their lordships!"  The dwarf attacks Alus with his longsword, with powerful overhand strikes. 

Dwarf Attack: 17 Damage: 4 slashing 
Dwarf Attack 2: 11 Damage: 12 slashing 

Meanwhile, the wights continue their assault on you...

Against Derrikoth: 

"You will pay for your insolence!" The Hunt Lord spellcaster proclaims as he looses bolts of energy from his empty hands at Derrikoth. 

Grave Bolt Attack: 24 Damage: 11 necrotic
Grave Bolt Attack: 24 Damage: 4 necrotic 

Against Nirzeg:

Both the longbow wight, and the one mounted on horseback with a longsword, attack Nirzeg... 

Longbow Attack: 16 Damage: 8 piercing
Longbow Attack: 20 Damage: 6 piercing

Longsword Attack: 11 Damage: 9
Life Drain Attack: 10 Damage: 3 necrotic, and on a hit, please make a DC 13 CON saving throw

Against Alus:

The foremost Hunt Lord turns his attention to Alus, and takes advantage of the distraction provided by Amrath... 

Scimitar Attack: 8 Damage: 7 slashing
Scimitar Attack: 16 Damage: 5 slashing
Life Drain Attack: 9 Damage: 6 necrotic, and on a hit, please make a DC 13 CON saving throw

// Players up! //

 The Neverwintan nobles at the lodge down their second round of drinks and call for another, and Argus Filroy is happy to oblige. Everyone is having a grand time thanks to Genevieve's leading of the entertainment. 

Derrikoth takes the grave bolt and blocks the arrow... with his arm... as the other attacks bounce off his shiny armor. Turning, he takes a swing at the dismounted Hunt Lord before turning his attention back to the one on the horse.

Attack: 15 Damage: 8

Attack: 8 Damage: 6

He'll also use his second wind to regain 7 hp.

Reaction: Nirzeg Casts Shield, raising AC to 21 and avoiding the attack.

Turn Start:

"Finally decided to join the party, eh, Atl--Whoa!" Nirzeg snaps ready to summon another energy barrier. Realizing after Derrikoth took a direct arrow for him after, the Githyanki is given pause for a moment. "Tch! That's one owed." He mutters, as turn on the northern pair unleashing a torrent of blue flames from his hand upon the rider and mount. "Become Cinders 'o Lords of the Hunt!" He mocks as the blaze lights up his face.

Action: Nirzeg Casts (3rd level)Blistering Palm on the northern Hunt Lord and Horse, inflicting 18(Dex Save, DC 14 for 1/2) fire damage.