<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c8/Phelypsis.jpg)</div><br/>At 2017-08-11 09:29:39, Phelypsis (uid: 29273) rolls: 2d6a1 Result: 8 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=106036)<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Even though the innkeeper looked puny and nonthreatening Phelypsis had agreed not to trust the old man and go along with the cautious approach. Sydney poked her awake for her shift and the long watch of the wee hours began. When the sorceress' breath adjusted to a steady rhythm of slumber Phelypsis produced small trinkets and sat on the floor. She put the Lorelei tapestry to 'sit' against her, hoping that her friend might feel a bit less lonely inside the painting if someone played with her. Phelypsis arranged the biggest and reddest trinket - a thick piece of wood - in the middle of a small choke point. Behind her stood an ranged and melee support. On the opposite side Phelypsis settled various blue trinkets in a conga line. Unbeknownst to the red group an ambush was heading their way.<br/><br/>Phelypsis moved the blue trinkets closer stealthily - half an inch at a time. A floorboard creaked from outside. "Hm?" Phelypsis squinted her eyes at the door for a good few. She returned to her game and moved the blue ones closer. Another creak, right up close, followed by suspiciously hushed voices. Nobody should be up at this hour, much less sneaking behind their door. Phelypsis looked at her toys and at the door. She sighed. "Doesn't seem like it's a game night tonight," she whispered to the trinkets, collecting them and Lorelei up before tip toeing to get the other two up.<br/><br/>"Shh... There's people outside. I don't know who or what, but, just in case, get ready," she told them, unsheathing her sword just as the bandits prepared to barge in.