It was a stand off with us in the doorway of the red brick building and the cloaked figure in the doorway of the church some ten feet away. Whoever he was the figure was confident that we posed no threat, demanding that we identify ourselves and making threats to drink our blood and add us to the ranks of his undead servants. War-Forged wasn't going to be intimidated though and moved across the road with his war-hammer at the ready. Altera quickly headed out to walk shoulder to shoulder with him.
At the sign of impending violence the vampire (the cloaked figure didn't actually describe himself as such but his appearance and speech invoked the tales of the fearsome undead predators) called out for his warriors and, from either side of the church, two pairs of Glass Zombies appeared. To make matters worse Altera called out that she could see figures coming our way, silhouetted by the camp-fire of The Order of the Emerald Claw.
Quickly Fraiya snatched up a sun-rod from the map-room and threw it into the middle of the street, shedding light enough to fight by . War-Forged surged at the vampire, hammer held high, but the cloaked figure stepped back into the shadows of the church and within seconds a pale white mist began to billow out. War-Forged swung through the mist towards where he believed the vampire to be but connected with nothing. Nev, presumably acting on the notion that the vampire was the mist, used his Dissipating Touch on it but it was unclear what effect, if any,
At the sign of impending violence the vampire (the cloaked figure didn't actually describe himself as such but his appearance and speech invoked the tales of the fearsome undead predators) called out for his warriors and, from either side of the church, two pairs of Glass Zombies appeared. To make matters worse Altera called out that she could see figures coming our way, silhouetted by the camp-fire of The Order of the Emerald Claw.
Quickly Fraiya snatched up a sun-rod from the map-room and threw it into the middle of the street, shedding light enough to fight by . War-Forged surged at the vampire, hammer held high, but the cloaked figure stepped back into the shadows of the church and within seconds a pale white mist began to billow out. War-Forged swung through the mist towards where he believed the vampire to be but connected with nothing. Nev, presumably acting on the notion that the vampire was the mist, used his Dissipating Touch on it but it was unclear what effect, if any,
