(Gain 1600 XP and 2000 gp from the encounter)<br/><br/><hr/><br/>As the second ghast fell, Rayne's experience pinged and increased a small notch. The second player's name was revealed - a questionable "XxxHawtAzn69xxX" - and then a column of white light enveloped each body as the players resurrected, hopefully in the safety of the castle. Their bodies disappeared leaving behind only puddles of cum and two small piles of gold, the players' items and gear not dropping to the ground as loot upon death, which was for the best.<br/><br/>The short remainder of the trip back to<em>Warmart</em>was uneventful and thankfully zombie-moan-free and zombie-free. A peek inside the room with the store's vending chest showed that whatever bug had caused its contents to spring out had apparently been reset, and the rest of the equipment that she and Grogza hadn't picked up during their fight with the golem had disappeared. Not long after her arrival, Lizzy and Grogza showed up. They looked tired, the wizard leaning on the barbarian for support, and they waddled more than walked, but they were remarkably clean and dry considering the fact that the last time Rayne had seen either of them, they were completely drenched in cum.<br/><br/>"Rayne!" Grogza shouted out in relief and waved as she caught sight of the half-elf. Lizzy, on the other hand, was tight-lipped and avoided looking Rayne directly in the eye. "Prestidigitation," she said simply, making an arcane gesture in the half-elf's direction, and what bits of cum that had gotten on her over the last while vanished into thin air instantly. Before Rayne had a chance to thank her, Lizzy let go of Grogza and re-entered the store, moving towards the remaining crafting stations and already fishing out one of her scrolls to start the shrinking process, a little awkwardly because she was doing it one-handed - her other hand clutched a dagger so tightly that her knuckles were white.<br/><br/>"Glad to see you're safe," the half-orc nodded to the half-elf, her axe out and ready in case any of the stations hid any more nasty surprises. "That was a smart move with the hair... the iron maiden wasn't just, doing us, it was also using our skills to fight our friends, and we were made fully aware of it all the while..." she shook her head and sighed before continuing quietly so as not to be overheard, "Lizzy's putting up a tough front, poor girl... she found the dagger inside the iron maiden, it belonged to her brother."<br/><br/>"Finished," Lizzy announced. She had a bag in her hand, which she shook to rattle the figurines within. "Three out of four," she said, her voice curt. "We still need to find a real forge."<br/><br/>"I was thinking that we should leave and come back later for it," Grogza suggested gently. "You could use a rest - we all could."<br/><br/>"I still have all my spells and I'm not tired. Are you?" Lizzy snapped back. "We can't enchant weapons and armor without a forge. It's the most important station out of all the others. Let's go."