We are surrounded by Orcs! Two raiding parties of twelve are on either side of us. I refuse to die in a run down warehouse in the middle of no where–I don’t know how we are going to get out of this mess. If only the drow TRIED to stay quiet.
I can’t wait to find the final shard and retrieve our rewards from the Priestess of Selune. If only we didn’t have to pay them to revive our friend Rupert afters our encounter with the daemons. Maybe I will take my reward and invest in some new friends.