Session 1: Make contact with Bhjurba's Den

The slave in the rear take the psychic damage from Yrsa's spell, and her eyes roll into the back of her head. Her body starts to convulse, her jaw snaps shut like a steel trap, and her fists become bloody from clenching so hard. She's not dead yet, but she'll get there soon enough if she isn't helped.

Kalimonsore's less-than-optimal, defensive swing is still more than enough to take on the untrained slave. His blade makes a clean slice from the slave's neck to his hip, and bright red blood splatters over Kalimonsore.

The rear slave and slave #1 have perished!

With no other target, Leilara focuses her spell on the leader before he can take any more actions. He slumps down onto a pile of alley filth with a look of bitter defeat on his face.

Combat is over! It wasn't much of a fight, but each player gets 60 XP for routing the enemy.

Yrsa manages to stabilize the slave that was struck with the spell. The slave's breathing returns to normal, but it looks like she's still a bit woozy.

Leilara picks up four spears, a mace, and a heavy crossbow - quite heavy for someone her size. Yrsa shoulders the female slave that was knocked out. The leader of the group that attacked you is left in the dirt as Kali leads the way to the butcher's shop.

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The butcher shop is a hub of activity, with slaves buzzing every which way with various materials. Some carry weapons, while others carry children to safety. Every so often a small group of armed slaves emerge from the building and sprint for another area of the city. You assume the leader of the revolt is somewhere inside, as it is the most heavily guarded.

One of the guards notices Yrsa carrying the knocked-out slave.

"Jeeze, what happened to her? There's a storeroom in the back we've been using as an infirmary. There should be some hay that you could put her down on."

The guard is noticeably more attractive than the others. He has clean teeth, well kept hair, and a generally more charismatic voice. You reckon that he must have been one of the slaves meant to be sold to nobility.

When questioned about where to find the leader of the revolt, he scrutinizes the party but eventually nods his head towards the butcher shop.

"Adventurers gallivanting across the desert, huh? You'll be a big help, but we don't have much gold to give. Tarl is inside, maybe you can work out a deal with him. Don't worry, the guards will let you through."