Sometimes I can't help myself...

The last two sessions consisted of one giant battle. This session involved a bit more rp'ing and some interaction with a few npc's.

We had finished travelling to our first destination, the little village of Vavua.
We stopped in at the local inn, and listened to the locals talk about their experiences with the bandits /slavers. Shortly thereafter the patrol from Throal stopped in. We talked briefly with him, while he dismissed our findings before heading to bed for the night.

That night, Garlen visited us in our dreams. She told us that the leader of the patrol was molesting his daughter. Of course we agreed to deal with this, and in the morning we hatched a plan to assault his senses with a vision of his own death. This mostly went okay, however I think that Morgue may have reduced the effectiveness with some poor conversation choices.

So after we'd packed up and headed out Nagel started questioning what had happened. It was at this point that I let my inhibitions go and insulted him and his entire race.  It was great fun. I did have a bit of a history of making fun of him, so he was particularly sensitive to it. The character gave me dirty looks, and Morgue did some damage control while I giggled in the background.