Rockmar leaned over to quietly tell Wimena, "If anything bad happens tonight, you stick close to me. Alright? Just stay close." He ate his stew as he watched Eve walk the room. He was confused about what she was doing. Once she sat back down, Rockmar had to ask, "If we need to, can we still get out the doors?"
"I have heard stories of creatures that can only be killed by magical or blessed weapons. Who knows what's true and what's the stories of an old drunk sailor? But is this creature of those?"
"Is there more ale?"
"I have heard stories of creatures that can only be killed by magical or blessed weapons. Who knows what's true and what's the stories of an old drunk sailor? But is this creature of those?"
"Is there more ale?"