<strong>Ada Stonewrought (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=584077)<br/>In the Yard<br/>Abandoned Inn</strong><br/><br/>It was not difficult to find a shovel in a stable.  Horses produced shit in abundance, and if it was allowed to sit in the enclosed space, they would go mad and sicken from the stench alone.  Never mind what any guests of the inn would say.  Ada found a mucking spade in the first stall he checked, leaning against the wooden wall.  The blade was caked with dirt or shit.  After so much time, it became difficult to tell which was which.  Not wanting to inflict any further disrespect on the slain riders, Ada tapped it out against the floor, leaving a small black pile on the hardpack.<br/><br/>When he emerged from the stall, he saw Tha'ael exiting the stable with a second shovel on her shoulder.  For a moment, he was taken aback.<em>Does she have a queer sense of honor after all?  Does she feel guilt?</em>Ada did not slow his stride as he mused, deftly stepping between the teamsters like a crane through reeds.  They had largely stayed out of the fight, and all were better off for it.  It was already bad enough having to explain this incident to the Academy without also having to report the unfortunate deaths of Bor and Damon the wagoneers.  And they certainly did not deserve death, no more than those unfortunate riders had.<br/><br/>Ada stepped out into the rain in time to see Nalin approach.  The dwarf had been silent earlier, but he seemed a reasonable and down to earth man, as dwarves were wont to be.  Perhaps he shared Ada's concerns, but simply chose not to speak.  When Ebirc inquired after his health, Ada gave him a tight shake of his head, not even sparing the young man a look.  He had no ill will towards the cleric, but he did not trust the man.<br/><br/>Ada nods in response to Nalin's suggestion of a mass grave.  "In the small clearing, behind the stable, where the grass is soft an unmarked by trees," Ada offered, pointing out the spot with his shovel.  "Say what prayers you will, I just plan on putting them in the ground."<br/><br/>The day was fast retreating, but the rain persisted.  The resulting twilight gloom sharply reduced their visibility, so Ada summoned a quarter of<em>Dancing Lights</em>to hover several paces above the yard, illuminating the area between the inn, the stable, the grassy area beside the stable, and the path to the road.  He knew that even a blind fool could see from a half mile off once night fell, but there was no avoiding it.  Rainy nights were the darkest, without moons or stars, and this was unfamiliar ground.<br/><br/>As he set to the grisly task of searching their persons for valuables or trinkets before dragging their corpses to the sight of the grave, Ada lent an ear to Nalin's question.  Any information he could glean on his companions was useful, and may mean the difference between life or death.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Stats</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Ada Stonewrought<br/>Level 5 Human Sorcerer</strong> (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=584077)<br/><em>Searching the corpses.</em><br/>HP: 29/29<br/>Subdual: 29/29<br/>Hit Dice: 5d6<br/>Init: +5<br/><br/><strong>Saves</strong><br/>Fort: +1<br/>Reflex: +4<br/>Will: +6<br/><br/><strong>Defense</strong><br/>AC: 14<br/>Touch: 13<br/>Flat: 11<br/>CMD: 15<br/><br/><strong>Offense</strong><br/>Melee: +2<br/>Ranged: +5<br/>Bow of Alister: 1d8+1 (x3), 100 ft.  Magical.  Point-Blank Shot, Arcane Strike, Gravity Bow (2d6+1)<br/>Claws (x2): 1d4 (x2).  Magical.  Uses left: 8/8 rounds<br/><br/><strong>Spell Slots</strong><br/>Cantrips- ∞<br/>1st - 6/8<br/>2nd - 5/5<br/><br/><strong>Recent Rolls (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?u=1360)</strong></div></div>