[center]━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━[/center][center][img]https://i.ibb.co/16tCqTN/Combat-Header-Text.png[/img][/center][center]━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━[/center] [center][hider=Battle Map][img]https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/019be3a6-e0db-77d9-90fd-0ab141d30188.webp[/img][/hider][/center] [u]Weather[/u]: Oh, the outside is still cold and white, but let's take a look at how many people are out there, hmm? So don't worry about it. [u]Time[/u]: Teatime. Time for tea. That makes it sometime in the early to mid-afternoon, past luncheon but quite well before supper. If you were a Halfling, you'd be hitting the second half of your dining day right about now. [u]Ambience[/u]: You're caught in a secret "study", brightly but unevenly lit by a Light cantrip applied to the resident Tiefling's main article of clothing. Other than that, the dim glow of what might be a magical circle (if you're lucky) provides constant but not very revealing light. This is a close room, designed for the free movement of one person but now containing a handful. Maneuvering may be difficult. [center][color=darkgray][h2]*****[/h2][/color][/center] Lizbeth has taken it upon herself to step once more back, away from the ceaseless howl - a constant cry to the universe that has passed far beyond the physical capability of living lungs or a mortal throat to bring into the world and maintain. It is the stuff of horror, made even moreso by its issuer; a gaunt, half dried corpse which stood with a puppetlike pose and gait of uncanny wrongness. Another scant step taken upon blocky wooden sandals, another moment of the continuing wail. Eyes that weren't actually there crumble into dehydrated nothingness and fall from now empty sockets, to be replaced by pinpricks of light amid the darkness therein. Baronfjord would notice the strangeness of this creature, aside from the fact that it [i]won't stop screaming[/i]. Those eyes and that gait greatly resemble that of the fairly advanced undead creature he fought in the road. It might have given the initial impression of a basic grunt, but it took a comparatively lot of damage to take down, and it hit like a seasoned professional. Speaking of which, [@Arty Fox], you are up first in the initiative order, so... Good luck. [center][h2][color=gold][i]Round One[/i][/color][/h2][/center]