<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Status</div><div class="spoiler_body">AC 18   HP 61 of 83     Skirt &amp; outfit generally damaged, but armour intact.<br/>Spells remaining: 7 of 7 1st, 4 of 4 2nd, 1 of 1 from bonded object<br/>Ammunition remaining: 19 common arrows (+36 more in pack), 15 silvered, 20 cold iron, 3 Tangleshot, 1 Flare (for extraction)<br/></div></div><br/>Rayne did a quick check - a fair while to advancement yet, but that was a wonderful boost, and the encounter hadn't gone nearly as badly as it might have.  More than the XP, she was very pleased with liberating two players from what must have been a strange existence... she wondered if they were fully aware, or unconscious, or in a separate place for being "dead"... well, if she met them again, she'd ask.  Better than finding out first-hand!  There was no false-forge, and she spent a little while comparing the scene to her memory, convincing herself that none of the other crafting stations were new since her last visit.<br/><br/>Then, just as she was about to go fetch them, in came her two companions, looking worse for wear but far better than the last time she'd seen them.  "Grogza!  Lizzy!"  she shouted and ran toward them, but something in Lizzy's manner stopped her.  "It's good to see you - I'm so sorry I couldn't fight that thing.  Nothing I have cold dent it."  She stared after the little witch, then up at Grogza.<br/><br/>"I wondered about that, when it suddenly had an axe after ... umm ... after catching you."  She shot a questioning glance at the half-orc, but didn't pursue that further.  One might wonder what Grogza thought in there, being... so filled, and knowing she was being used to take, perhaps capture, another... it must have been... strange.<br/><br/>The news about Lizzy ... that made sense.  She'd expected the girl to be hit pretty hard as it was, but the dagger... that was incredible.  If Rayne's theory was right, he might be wandering the streets as a ghast, right now.  Should she tell her?  Better not - she might understandably want to go searching for him instead of concentrating on what was needed, getting those stations back to the castle.  No sooner had she made this decision than Lizzy returned, minituarized stations in hand.<br/><br/>There was something to be said for Grogza's position, but Lizzy was right... and the three were here now, deep in the district.  "You're right, Lizzy, and I'm ready to continue.  We just have to be on alert - I heard many undead while you were... we were separated."  Glowing arrow still nocked easily across the bow in her left hand, Rayne went with Lizzy to find a forge.  There were a couple at least, that she knew of, but Lizzy had more experience crafting here than the archer had.<br/><br/><br/>