(I’m good with whatever we decide.)

”This blasted fog is starting to get on my nerves...” Alax grumbles, sitting up from his meditative trance as the others wake up.

(I think someone should be in charge of scooping it all up until it’s time to divide it when we get somewhere to spend it)

 Dorceran blows on his fingertips. “You’re welcome, folks.”

Ekane: (at night)

Giving a smile to Meilannan, Ekane replies, "Eldritch Blast. I think it's quite a nice name."

(In the morning)

Ekane awakes, later then usual, amidst the complaints of the others. She laughs and says, "Be glad you aren't a Kobold - or maybe we're all already affected by the fog."

(OOC: I would volunteer Ekane to, but I'm not sure how much potential hostile player-on-player conflict Fentor wants. Not things like PvP combat, just like deception, stealing, etc.)

(Alax doesn’t care as long as no one lies to them. And trust me, they can tell.)

”I am always glad I am not a kobold, friend. And I pray to Prime that we are not all affected, we have a dragon to kill!” Alax states, the last sentence turning into a yell.

Sylvalur 

"I can carry some of the spoils for now" he scoops up 3 gold, 67 silver, and 43 copper, the small map in the map box and stows it all. 

"I can't carry the large stuff" he indicates 3 lots of leather armour and 3 shortswords, "so take them if you want!?"

He walks over to the sleeping "guide" and nudges her. "Wakey wakey, we've got a dragon to slay!" He smiles at Alax, then returns to Zenera, "we've got a new map!"

Alax grabs the shortswords, placing them on his back. “I can’t carry the armor, someone other than me, please.” They ask. They then return the smile to Sylvalur. Alax appears to be warming up to you guys, after the combat was handled so efficiently.

You are about to get back on the road, but first make another perception check.

Sylvalur 

Perception 17

Perception:

8

HOW DO I KEEP ROLLING SO BADLY?!?

Ekane:

(Perception: 2)

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Ekane:

(Perception: 2)

 You forget to open your eyes!

Right before you leave, Sylvalur begins to notice something, but has to keep Ekane from running into the wagon with her eyes closed.  You get back on the road.  After a couple hours, you begin to notice that not many people are on the streets, even though you’re fairly close to Menorth.  You reach the short walls a bit later, but there are no guards or lights, though the doors are locked.

Sylvalur

"Watch out" he says Ekane, pulling her back from the wagon, "still sleepy?"

"I do not like how dead it looks around here" he says as he approaches the doors, "it's a ghost town." He scans the walls looking for life (perception:7), then tries the door. (if locked and pickable dex+prof:17).

Before Sylvalur can pick the lock, Alax attempts to barge the door down.

strength:19

Meilanann was approaching the coin to pack it away when Sylvalur scoops it up. "Good idea," the wizard says, backing up and giving the rogue a smile. "You should hold onto that." When offered the armor and swords, he rubs his palms down the front of his lavender robes. "I think the armor would ruin my look, and I prefer to stay far away from danger, so I'll stick to my spells and my crossbow, thank you."

Back in the wagon, Meilanann looks up from studying his spellbook as they slow at the doors to Menorth. He looks out the window. "Are we here?"

OOC: I'm heading north tomorrow morning and will be away from home all next week. I hope to be able to continue playing on mobile, but if I disappear, feel free to bot me if you desire.

Dorceran will take two of the shortswords and the leather armor if no one’s interested, along with anything which could identify the bandits if possible.

”Never know when it’ll pay off.”

Perception 22 

When there don’t appear to be any guards, Dorceran will draw out his rapier, and rod. “Something’s wrong, but it may be presumptuous to assume plague yet.”

(Alax has the shortswords, but he can give some to you)

Ekane glances at Dorceran, then pulls out her spear as a precaution.

Sylvalur 

Sylvalur leans back from the lock as Alax tries the brute force approach. "real subtle, if the reason it's so quiet is they  are being killed by a stealthy horde of orcs, you are going to regret that" He laughs as he stands aside, readying his dagger and standing back to wall by the door.

Dorceran tries to find something to identify the bandits, but to a different conclusion.  You notice that they are beginning to have boils.  Their skin seems stiffer than normal, even though it should still be plump (except, of course, the one who burned to death.  He is just... crispy) You figure that this might be some early form of Dragon’s Fog.  

At Menorth, Sylvalur looks for a lock on the door, but evidently, you find none.  However, when looking for others, you notice another door.  This one is smaller, and seems to be a sort of side entrance.  You go to unlock it, but behind you there are two loud bangs, then a massive crash.  Alax has managed to break part of the door, a hole big enough for you to fit through.  What comes through the door is not arrows or daggers, but waves upon waves of thick fog.  Once it clears, you see inside the city.  The buildings are demolished, and only one person is out on the streets.  They run as soon as they see you.

(I’ll actually be leaving myself tomorrow, and don’t know how the service will be.  Hopefully I’ll be able to move along the plot)