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[Sirus]

(5,15), ensure Avalon is equipped.

: "Let's not shoot them yet. I know undead tend to be evil in the stories, but they haven't shown any hostility towards us so far."

[Sirus]

Charlotte moves to (6,15).

[Haspen]

~~Enemies Turn!~~

"Hark, a bunch of vagrants sneaking about!"

"Gentlemen! I say we kill them!"

The other skeletons murmur'd in agreement and then all rushed at Gregor and Charlotte, swishing their rapiers about!

It didn't go well for the skeletons who crumbled down with ease from Gregor's counter-attacks.

"Oww! Not the spleen!"

"Alas, thus ends my life! Send my regards to fine Isabelle~!"

Hit: 122+15-15-5-7-60 = 50
Hit roll: 89, miss!

Gregor retaliates!
Hit: 145+15+5+7-43 = 129, autohit!
Damage: 41+1+1-15 = 28dmg

Gregor counters again!
Hit: 145+15+5+7-43 = 129, autohit!
Damage: 41+1+1-15 = 28dmg

Hit: 122+15-15-5-7-60 = 50
Hit roll: 75, miss!

Gregor retaliates!
Hit: 145+15+5+7-43 = 129, autohit!
Damage: 41+1+1-15 = 28dmg

Gregor counters again!
Hit: 145+15+5+7-43 = 129, autohit!
Damage: 41+1+1-15 = 28dmg

Hit: 122+15-15-5-7-60 = 50
Hit roll: 58, miss!

Gregor retaliates!
Hit: 145+15+5+7-20-43 = 109, autohit!
Damage: 41+1+1-15 = 28dmg

Gregor counters again!
Hit: 145+15+5+7-20-43 = 109, autohit!
Damage: 41+1+1-15 = 28dmg

The others stabbed at Charlotte. Or at least tried very hard to stab her.

Hit: 122-5-10-7-58 = 42
Hit roll: 44, miss!

Hit: 122-5-10-7-58 = 42
Hit roll: 60, miss!

~~Allies Turn!~~

"Leave Charlotte alone!"

Hit: 121-43 = 78
Hit roll: 65, hit!
Damage: 32-9 = 23dmg

Mari strikes again!
Hit: 121-43 = 78
Hit roll: 65, hit!
Damage: 32-9 = 23dmg

~~Player Turn 11~~

Spoiler: HP (click to show/hide)

Nyohohoh, forget it!

I've told you! I am Gingin!
And I will make you miserable!

[Sirus]

: "Oh sure. THEY can walk on the grass..."
FLING a Spear at Skeleguy A!

[freeformschooler]

Charlotte fires an arrow at the fourth wall but misses.

: "They may walk on the grass, but you're not a skeleton, dear. I believe you still win in the end."

Charlotte fires a Killer Arrow at Skeleguy C.

[Haspen]

Twanging and swishing and two more bone piles.

Hit: 130+7+5-43 = 99
Hit roll: 99, hit!
Damage: 37+1+1-15 = 24dmg

Gregor strikes again!
Hit: 130+7+5-43 = 99
Hit roll: 99, hit!
Damage: 37+1+1-15 = 24dmg

Hit: 145+7-43 = 109, autohit! Crit roll: 45!
Damage: 33+1-15 = 19x3 = 57dmg

~~Allies Turn!~~

Charles have arrived while Mari paced about.

"Well..."

~~Player Turn 12~~

Spoiler: HP (click to show/hide)

Nyohohoh, forget it!

I've told you! I am Gingin!
And I will make you miserable!

[Sirus]

: "I sure hope these trees don't count as grass..."
Move to (2,15), following the path and moving through the trees at (3,14).

[freeformschooler]

2,14, same as gregor

[Haspen]

Nothing bad at all have happened.

~~Player Turn 0D~~

Spoiler: HP (click to show/hide)

Nyohohoh, forget it!

I've told you! I am Gingin!
And I will make you miserable!

[Sirus]

Keep following the path to (3,19).

((Can we auto this, maybe? At least until we get to the building again?))

[freeformschooler]

(3,18)

((Agreed. Pls auto ))

[Haspen]

Once Gregor stepped between the trees....

*BLOOP!*

*BLOOP!*

*BLOOP!*

"Nyohohohoh, impatient are we?" Gregor heard the voice of the demon in his head. "Well, good luck with THIS!"

*BLOOP!*

And Gregor found himself in totally alien, if not a little bit eye-blasting, well-lit room. Place. Thing?

~~Allies Turn!~~

"Huh, where is Gregor?" The question came after Charles looked around and didn't see Charlotte's husbando anywhere.

"This is strange... maybe he is inside already?"

~~Player Turn 0E~~

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Spoiler: HP (click to show/hide)

Nyohohoh, forget it!

I've told you! I am Gingin!
And I will make you miserable!

[Sirus]

: "Wait...where am I?"

Move to (8,5), Talk!

: "Um...Hello."

[Haspen]

The man sitting on one of the tiny stools was ancient; his there was not an inch of his face not covered in deep wrinkles, his sparse hair and thin moustache where almost white, and his hands were covered in wrinkled skin, which looked as if it was wrapping bones directly and there was no muscle underneath.

_"Hello." He replied in raspy, dry and very quiet voice, his eyes staring at a spot on the ground.

[Sirus]

: "I don't suppose you could help me? I don't know what this place is, or how I got here...or where the others are, for that matter."