Recharge 1

Hlam swings around with a flying roundhouse to the head as Cico lands. Attack: 31 Damage: 14

A second foot swings before the first touches the ground Attack: 15 Damage: 12

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Edvord's panic has subsided as Fenton leaves the room. "The artifact, what exactly is it? It is communicating with one of our party members... but I do not believe it should be trusted. I assume you are asking for it to be returned to your possession, and not the Helm-forsaken labyrinth in which we found it?"

  
“A unicorn, made into a statuette for safekeeping. It would take one of considerable power to reverse the spell but if they did it…. Well it likely wouldn’t turn out well for the city and it’s people.”

Cico's just too exhausted to keep up the intensity needed to spar with Hlam. While he just managed to leap out of Hlam's first strike at his ankle, the next two blows are too quick and too precise for him to avoid.

The first blow rocks him but the second sends him tumbling. Cico's out even before he hits the ground.

"I thought Unicorns were good creatures why on earth would it distoroy the city."

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"Oh I'm sorry did you have a bad time in there?" Kerri snaps. "At least you didnt wind up in a pile of grease because someone thought it would be funny to watch."

A quick flush of red blood enters Edvord's cheeks and leaves a moment later, the wizard takes a moment to regain his composure and mask his emotions, "We collectively did what we thought was necessary for survival... some ideas may have been better than others. What would you have me do?"

"How about apologize since you still havent done that," she holds up a hand. "No... you know what forget it. You don't think you've done anything wrong so it wouldnt be sincere. And I hate insincere apologies more than I hate snobbish men who think that since they're of a higher class than me they can do whatever they want for their own 'entertainment'." She says the last word in quotes.

As the question of class comes up, Mirt stands up and yawns. “Oh would you look at the time, Fenton see my guests out. Now remember what I said - don’t come to my house any more l, go bother Remi.” Within an instant you find yourself out on the doorstep in the cool night air. What’s your next move?

Up on the mountain….

Cico, Lyss and Aimee awaken as the monk prays - divine energy exuding from him filling you with warmth. 

“My children, you fought valiantly, but there is much ahead. I see a villa stained red with salt and iron, a thief but a shadow of their former self, a betrayal unseen. This shall come to pass soon enough. “

“It is the days beyond which are darker still. The four descend upon their prize. Evil’s twin hides it’s face for now, while another grows more paranoid and less patient daily. Nobody is who they seem and no matter deeds good or evil blood will spill on Founders Day.”

” You have travelled far and fought valiantly, I will save you a journey and reunite you with your friends. Was there any other wisdom you sought.”

(The three of you gain the effects of a long rest)

Aldrik exhales as they find themselves shunted out of the mansion. "Well, that could have ended better. Or with a bit of subtlety and grace. Or with any semblance of presenting a solid foundation for a team. And with less spite." He mutters under his breath as he turns away from his brother and Kerri for a moment, regarding the sky above. "Would you two just get it on already? Schoolyard b.s..."

"Regardless... it seems that Mirt not only knows about the... uniqueness, of that statue... but particularly wants it to stay as such. I've not spoken to the creature, but perhaps we keep it under wraps a while longer."

He looks to Kerri. "So were you going to hold onto that card 'til the end of time? Seems like we're in your confidence, at least, knowing what we know."

"What card exactly?" Kerri asks, feigning ignorance.

((When is Founder's Day? How long until that happens?))

Aimee sits straight up and says,

"Morning! Uh, where?"

She wipes the drool from her cheek.

"Ooohhh, right! Punchy guy! Did we win? It doesn't seem like we won! Lyss! Lyss! Wake up! Cico you too!"

She listens to the prophecy and nods along,

"I don't have any idea what you said! Can I write that all down?"

She writes it all down, checking to make sure she has it correctly.

"You know exactly what I mean, and I know exactly what you mean, and everyone knows what everyone means. We've work to do, so if we're done playing coy and you two can stop your hate-filled googly eyes at each other, lets find the others and get to it, yeah?" Aldrik says, exasperated, as he climbs up onto Mouse's saddle.

"Im sorry, but do you think I make a habit of telling every person I've known for less than a fortnight my career?" Kerri asks, "And I don't have hate-filled googly eyes for your brother."

Aldrik looks at Kerri, sternly. 

"When that person is literally risking life and limb to protect your sorceress arse from getting eaten or stabbed while doing a job for your secret boss under false pretenses? Yes, actually, I would file that under 'useful information to bring up!'" 

Kerri looks up and down the street to see if anyone else is around that can hear. "Can you please yell at me elsewhere?"

Perception: 7

(Barbarian occasionally gotta be a barbarian and get steamed :D )