Hang on a second...

Our usual scribe is having a little break. Well, she's actually back playing the game instead of transcribing a blow-by-bloody-blow, inch-by-bloody-inch description of our antics.

Luckily for us, our Bard, god bless him, has offered to help out a bit. Well, he didn't exactly offer as such, but it's the thought that counts. Anyway we just hope to keep him busy enough for our cleric to prepare that bless spell.

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Stupid things we've overheard...

This flickering torch light is playing tricks on my eyes. It almost seemed as though that chest moved by itself.

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You cannot run away from weakness - you must sometime fight it out or perish, and if that be so, why not now, where you stand?