It was kind of a ... rough time, we had, slogging though fights -- two fights, actually. We lost our most recent windling addition, but thankfully and conveniently happened upon another elf tied up in some webbing. I was feeling good about this one, I really was. I had a good feeling, because he was an elf and all. And we walk into a fight, and the kid falls. Within seconds. Sometimes my intuition ain't so good. But literally! Seconds! It was crazy.
Unfortunately, that fight didn't pan out so well for the rest of us, either, which resulted in the majority of us fleeing the scene. And by majority, I mean everyone but Kob the troll, who was too slow to escape properly. Left by himself in a room full of giant spiders and suggestively modeled eggs, he was ... sadly... ripped to shreds. I know, I know, blah, blah, blah, how valiant.
Maybe we'll have better luck this time keeping our party members alive.
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