“Yes we did, m-my lady,” Rose answers with her usual stutter, unsure if that’s how she would like to be referred to as. “Just a moment...” Within a minute, the firbolg goes ahead and lights up a torch to illuminate the area for her and Argentea, she taking a quick second to look around to see if she spotted anything interesting down here aside from the other.

Had there been nothing, she looks to her. “Are you injured at all? The rest of my, um... party is upstairs. Can you walk?”

Forgot my perception check cuz I’m an idiot: 18

"Sure." Jasun agrees with some sort of mischievous delight. "And, i'm over here."

Rose: There is absolutely nothing of interest in this room outside of the lady, who is able to walk, but is not wearing weather-appropriate gear.

Left to nurse her wounds, Jirel will plop down on the ground and chug back the potion thoughtfully handed to her by Zaf while the others completed their desired tasks.

Healing: 7

The moment Sera's eyes clear, she narrows them at the sprite. "You shouldn't have done that." Her glaive flashes between the bars of the cage, headed right for the sprite's chest.

Attack: 22 Damage: 6

Jasun winced in delight as the sprite was punctured. “Good luck short resting through THAT.” he snorted.

Sera withdraws her blade. "******* wintertouched. Always trouble. Let's go see if the others have found the little lost lamb."

Rose undoes her coat and wraps it around Argentea (had she been allowed to). “S-Sorry, I currently don’t have anything else on me for the cold... But I’m sure if we look around we’ll find something...” She considers, then assist the Lady up through the trapdoor and upstairs to the others.

”Hey, guys? I found her! She’s not badly injured or anything, thankfully, but I’m not sure if she’s well prepared enough for the cold...”

Now that Rose has freed Lady Argentea, she's gone to Area H9, to steal some winter clothes so that she won't freeze to death on the way back to Heldren.

“Great T’Vauz, Rose my sweet, how many coats do you have?” Jasun asked in a light manner.

You all take Lady Argentea back to the village of Heldren, where she takes some time to rest up and get herself cleaned off after her ordeal. As a reward for saving her, she gives you 500gp and you all level up. While Councilwoman Teppen is happy that Lady Argentea has been rescued and isn't forcing you to go out back immediately, she reminds you that there is still an unnatural winter spreading from the Border Wood and asks that you go back to the woods to investigate once you've done whatever you need to do to prepare yourselves.

"Well!" Jasun admitted. "Now that the fair Lady Argentea has been safely returned - I don't know about you all - but I think I shall continue the adventure. Who knows what trouble and mischief we can get ourselves into."

If at all possible on the way back, Zaf at least pushes forth the ideal of recovering the rest the stolen arms and armor. For the Lady Arentea's sake, if nothing else. Whether or not this comes about, he is largely quiet throughout the trip back, seeming lost in thought over something. At other times, he pulls out a rolled up map of some kind to examine that, to anyone who peers over a shoulder, made little to no sense.

All of that worry fades from Zaf upon arriving in town, having reached some silent epiphany. "I cannot say that either are particular, Jasun. But, I still feel a pull here... to the oddities that I cannot quite deny. So, if nothing else, I will remain to see this next request through." Zaf admits. When given the chance to after which, he would politely ask of the councilwoman more focused inquires about shops in town -- namely for custom fitted armor and perhaps a kit or two -- he might pursue, before the groups inevitable search of the area.

Though where they would go from there, he hadn't the foggiest. Not yet, at least. Not with any degree of absolute certainty apart from some white elk and patrolmen maybe behaving strangely.

Sera shrugs. "I want to find out what the hell the wintertouched are doing this far south. So I'm still in."

Jirel will cross her arms, "If there's still a need for my axe, I will follow the pack."

"A-ah, well..." Rose trails off a bit, seemingly getting lost in thought for a moment before she continues, bowing her head slightly to the group. "I'll... I'll continue if you'll all have me..." 

Zaf goes over, and grasps Rose's gently by a forearm. "You do not have to persist, if you do not wish to. But, I believe it goes without saying that your working with us on this is most certainly and without a doubt appreciated. As we are very fortunate to have a warm soul like yours on our side to help hopefully stem the tide of this incursion of frost and unfriendliness." He admits.

Area I

The forest stands deathly quiet here. Even the wind has grown still as snow softly falls through the stark branches overhead. Tracks, human in size but oddly misshapen, mar an otherwise unblemished trail through the trees. As you go through this area, three skeletons pop out of the snow and attack you.

Skeleton1:17
Skeleton2:6
Skeleton3:13

Zafnitiative: 7.

Rose startles at the sudden touch, but relaxes soon after hearing Zaf's kind words, it even garnering a slight blush from the firbolg. "I-it's not that I don't wish to, a-and I do want to help! I just..." She hangs her head a bit, her voice lowering. "Didn't think I made myself very worthy in continuing our travels together... But your words do assure me that I am doing something right, Zaf." She raises her head, her bangs parting just enough for them to see one of her eyes as she beams brightly. "Thank you."

As they travelled through the forest, Rose had been on high alert, and when the skeletons popped out from the snow, she was ready!

Freddie! 2