The Longest Night

[*Midnight]

There is no immediate danger it seems but the very air seems under cut with an atmosphere of threat and malice. The sky is a blank grey colour and one cannot even make out clouds. Around them are low squats and shanties scattered about with no semblance of order or attempt to draw them up into streets. The whole town more like a rotten camp site around a large keep than a city. A gust of wind blows past them a putrid spell passing them by. A lot of the near by houses and squats seem derelict but there are flickering lights coming from some of the ones in distance. As John looks at Ben he would see the hounds head lowered and his haunches raised he seems on edge.

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[*Selebius]

"I have seen my share of slums and worn doen out of luck settlements but this.... this is worse.", Norman says and straightens himself, trying to not let the sensations cloud his heart, trying to keep Pelor's light shining in his heart.

Perhaps he does not realize that this might draw attention to them, perhaps this is his plan. Carefully he moves towards one of the occupied houses, hoping to find someone to ask about the adress they are looking for.

((will do!

[*LiquidDreamer]

Thist simply smirks at Norman, being a tiefling he's seen his fare share of slummy slums. However he chooses to remain upbeat as he snickers behind Norman and follows him.

"Your just going to ask anyone hm? We might have better success asking a question or two to a shady merchant, shady rogue.. hell anyone shady." He shifts his staff to his left hand as he uses it to help him walk along as he keeps pace with Norman.

[*Selebius]

"You know the shady ones here and where to find them?", he glances at Thist.

"Good. Then please lead the way... it is my first time here. I am not feeling really comfortable dealing with the locals anyway."

[*Midnight]

As Thist and Norman talk lights flicker and things move in the ruins and shanties. Nothing approaches yet but it is clear they have been noticed.

[*Selebius]

"....well. Looks like the locals have found us already."

He takes a closer look at what moves there in the shadows- and if it looks smart enough he will try to hail it.

[*Darkrob]

John notches an arrow but keeps the string loose and bow pointed at the ground. He simply wants to let those lurking around that easy fodder will not be found here today.

He ensures Ben "heels" but remains on guard.

[*Midnight]

As the three of them talk a they see the shadows shift and move and a pair of mishappen humanoid shapes appear before them cutting off their way forward. They have yellowed fangs and blueish violet skin. One carries a brutal looking double axe and the other a sword and shield. They hiss and advance.

[*Selebius]

He lifts his shield, and draws his mace, taking a step back, eyeing the creatures.

Perhaps he considered to hail them, to tell them to stand down or drop their weapons but he remembers where they are, what they might be.

Quickly he mumbles a prayer, touching the arrows John carries, the projectiles glowing in a golden sheen- a light that seems to be very out of place in this bleak surroundings.

((Spell Cast: Align Weapon (Good), cast on 50 projectiles))

[*LiquidDreamer]

"Oh boy., I don't think my spells can deal with both or even one." Not wasting any time, he casts magic missile at the closest one.