2.1 Chapter 1: Into the Stolen Lands

Tassle waits by the door to see how things play out. Though the rest of you can make it to opposite hallway door, the fire is contained to the hallway by the manor's thick stone walls.

Due to the will of nature Selene is unaffected by the smoke. Fire diminishes as she calls forth the waves. Filbert plant nature reduces the effect of smoke, though the soot slows him down as he looks a bit ill

Octavius' filters are somewhat effective. Though air is ill and leaves him with a sickened feeling

Dalia inhales way to much smoke to be pleasurable. It is sickening and she feels her lungs reduced

Ralf inhales a whiff of smoke, then a thicker cloud while he is coughing. He is lungs feel covered in soot and you enter a coughing fit when you get out. Sparky fairs better but has elected to rest on Ralfs shoulder rather than fly.

Drifting coils of smoke waft in the air of this finely furnished room. Padded chairs and side tables are set along the west wall and a thick burgundy carpet covers most of the floor. Oil paintings hang on the walls, and shelves contain statuettes and other small art pieces.

The guard in the great hall start to organize a bucket brigade to slow the fire.

Tassle follows everyone through the smoke filled room, also inhaling excess smoke.

So much coughing.

Silene fusses over Filbert and makes sure he is OK. Snuggles and pets him. Feeds him and gives him some water. Her special plant buddy can't be sick!

Filbert shake, the colourful leaves that make is back flairing in the smokey room. This seems to remove some of the black soot and the little Leshy peaks up

Ralf, you feel as sick as before. However, after a chuck of what you think is lung and soot is dislodge you no long feel like things are getting worse.

Dalia attempts to hack up the soot and smoke in the most Lady like way possible.

Tassle indignantly cough and spits.

After a surprisingly elegant and sexy de-Phlegming By Dalia, and a painful re-Phlegming by Ralf you hear a cough.

Spinning to the North door of the art gallery you see a Black Tear thug, dagger draw and glistening with poison, coughing at the faint smoke drift from the hallway. "Damnit" he says as he slams the door.

Dalia clears her throat once more and prepares her prayer to the goddess.

That bitch is going to get acid splashed all over him as soon as I see him again. I tell Filbert to watch our backs.

Ralf tries to regain the use of his lungs.

Tassle will find a hiding place

Also roll initiative

Initiative

The door flings open to a large room that contains several padded chairs, a comfortable-looking pair of couches, several side tables, and a finely crafted billiards table.

In front the door stand 4 Black Tear Cuttroats. There is a grey haired one in the back that is clearly better dressed and armed then the others. "You know the orders, leave no surviving heros" He barks weapons ready.

Everyone beat the NPCs, so go as you want.