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Scales of War: DnD 4e PBF
Tavana:
The corridor behind the door extends about twenty feet before turning sharply right. There is light coming from that direction, and a bit of angry chatter in a language you can't comprehend can be heard.
Norian listens for a moment and is able to relate that there apear to be at least three Goblins fighting over who did better in the battle of Brindol. Their arguement is getting quite heated.
Gargulec:
'If we can't decide, why not split in two teams, eh?' suggests Karan, seeing Noraian's action.
Malek Deneith:
- "Right because splitting the already small group in enemy's keep always works out *great*. And we thought we were the crazy ones here." - Graven snarks.
Madtrixr:
"Shh! they might hear you! Okay, come on, we might want to get a closer look...or at least, let's wait until something happens. First rule of adventuring: NEVER SPLIT THE PARTY. FULL STOP."
Tavana:
The door, having stood open for what it deems to be long enough for the person opening it to pass through, begins to slowly close.
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