Scene 1: Evening at the Museum

Aid increases your current and maximum hp, as opposed to providing temp hp. With temp hp, if you had 30 hp and 10 temp and took 20 damage, you'd only have 20 HP and 20 healing would only take to back to 30. If you instead had 30 hp that was increased to 40 and took 20 damage and were healed 20, you could go back to 40 because that is your current hp maximum. Aid is unique

"Let’s not waste each other’s time shall we" Says Crow "I think you know why we are here"

"No tea, sadly. A gem called the Midnight Pearl was stolen not an hour ago from the museum. An attack on the king by necromantic foot soldiers was used as a diversion. What know you of this gem, Valna?"

Bells looked toward the sky as if asking the gods for help. Perhaps the bard needed to cast silence on her own companions. Since when did a wizard's timetable ever meet up with what was convenient? Push like Crow and a whole tea ceremony would be observed before gaining any information. Not that a cup of that cherry blossom tea served the last time wouldn't be lovely but no....time was ticking.

But what was this development? Travail seemed overly familiar with the attractive diviner. Ohhhh, was it Valna now? Funny but Bells didn't recall the woman telling her to call her Valna. Elven protocol being what it was relations had always had a formal edge but fine...if Travail had formed a more intimate relationship then the bard would sit back while he questioned the wizard.

Great Wizard do you think there is a threat to the king?-

Watching the wizard closely gives the bard the perfect opportunity for Bells to notice if the incident was truly news to the diviner or if she might have had a hand in the night's shenanigans.

"There was a mess after the fight, something else could have been stolen but with out full accounting of the curator we can't be sure. So what is this something else that concerns you?"

"Thank you Valna... its seems our path is simple..."

Crow looks around at the assembled heroes and gives little pep talk. If you got a familiar they might want to listen in as well!

"Friends, the foolishness of our enemies know no bounds and we are tested yet again. The enemy has stolen the Midnight Pearl and dared to insult our king and crown. They think they can hide in the shadows? NAY! They underestimate our resolve! We’ve fought countless battles side by side, and our bond is forged in the fires of war. Together, we will reclaim the pearl, restore honor to the crown, and show the enemy the true meaning of fear. For the king, for the crown, and for our unbreakable brotherhood, onward to victory!"

Bells situated herself so she could view Crow's chiseled features as the man gathered the party around himself. As a professional performer, Bells could feel the energy gathering so knew the information to be delivered was of some import. If advised, the bard would have suggested a few items of note to polish Crow's delivery but in the end the coaching would have all been in vain.

Crow's stance stated he was in control while the timbre of his voice spoke of confidence evoking a rawness that just plain worked to inspire. Giving credit where credit was due, Bells bows her head in a salute, "Nicely done."

"Yeah, yeah. Flowery speech. Can we go kick the shite outta these undead bastards now?" Hunt shifts his weight impatiently, holding his temper in check even as he wrestles with his instinctive drive to do something.

Crow gives Hunt a sly look and an elbow "You know you liked it. Now let’s go!"

You all get into a cart and prepare to head to the location the elf marked on the map. It takes a little over an hour to get close. You feel rested from sitting for the hour. The edge of the graveyard is clearly before you. Up ahead the trees thicken to the point of being functionally a wall. According to the map, this is the area in the graveyard you need to go