From behind her, the sound of weapons being drawn could be heard, as the adventurers put themselves on the ready. Cedrik and the man with the holy symbol both chanted the opening words of a spell, prepared for a fight, as the group edged ever deeper into the town.<br/><br/>As they neared the eerily-quiet town square, the elven man suddenly stumbled, nearly tripping over something. Everyone else turned to look at him... and it was at that moment, all hell broke loose. With a ferocious howl, monsters hurled themselves off of the rooftops, and began lunging towards the group. Readied spells snapped out, shielding the group with protective magic (She gains the benefit of Protection from Evil), and launching a bolt of pure, white energy. The bolt briefly illuminates the onrushing monsters; pale, emaciated, disturbingly elongated humanoids, with blood-red eyes, and razor-sharp teeth. The bolt strikes true, causing one to stumble, and then battle is begun.<br/><br/>A half dozen of the beasts begin closing in around the party in a circle; the nearest less than a dozen feet away.