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"I think they all might have things they will not be needing" he said with a wry smile to Isha before looking back at Chara's shoulder "Aye, messed up your shirt, and your hide a bit. I should be able to stop the bleeding at least. Afraid my skills do not much extend to fixing clothing though"

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"Good enough for me.", Chara replies to Jaden's apology for his sewing skills. "Dead men don't need shirts."

Chara looks toward the Lieutenant who she had so fiercely slain. "His might have fit. Too bloody now." 

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"try one of the ones that ended up on the wrong end of hammer and stave" the half elf said looking at the corpses almost sadly. "crushed ribs and shattered spines tend to not bleed so much" Reaching across he rubbed at his own side, thankful for his suit of chain "they hurt like the very fires of hell mind, but don't bleed"

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Chara grins. "Hammer, huh?  Could be fun."  Once patched up she commences to picking the dead hoping for a new shirt, weapon upgrade and money or food. A hammer would be nice too..but she keeps that musing to herself.

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Between them the 4 bandits have a total of 39 silver coins, the leader also carries 4 gold.  A light wooden box in the leader's pack contains two small bottles marked with the seal of St Cuthbert.  Each bandit also carries a sword, a knife, and a pack with a change of clothing and personal items and sundries of no value. 

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Chara hands over most of the money and other  items she finds to Isha, but keeps a "finder's fee" for herself...one of the silver pieces. She makes a mental note that it belongs to Not-Sam, but does not give it to him because she is now thoroughly convinced that if her debts are paid, she will be killed. 

If an article of clothing fits her well enough, she'll keep it. She's not quite as tall as halforcs usually are, but is just broad enough in all the wrong places to make clothes-acquisition an ordeal...and she has big feet, even by halforc standards. During her search for new attire, she might be overheard to mutter "It's like I cotched the short-wides from that gully-dwarf Golden."

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As the party gathers up items of interest & surveys the damage to all the party members everyone suddenly feels like you have more stamina & will to face the great evils on the world.

 

 

LEVEL UP!!!!

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As the excitement of the battle subsides, Not-Sam expresses his desire to see his home again. The brush with death by the bandits has made him feel the need to be around comforts of home. Elmo too would like to return to Hommlet, as the events of the dungeon makes him want to send a report to his superiors in Verbononac. Also there is the needs to see that Cory receives a proper burial, at least be seen by the priest at the church of St Cuthbert.

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Chara listens to Not-Sam go on about how he misses his hearth and kin, and the first thought to pass through her mind was that he was just 'too soft for this kind of work', but then secretly thinks to herself that it might be nice to have a place to live besides two-copper boarding houses and the occasional jail..and even better if her friends lived nearby too...'maybe even the half-elf...so long as he doesn't stay up all night reading his own poems'.

"You been good help, Sam" Chara says to the man as she gives him three gold pieces, five silver and eight coppers. "Isn't much for what you done, but it's all I got....and this."  She gives him one of her daggers.  "Never know when you might need."   She suspects she will miss his company far more than he misses hers.

Looking around she asks everybody in general, "Where's Body Guard?"

Well Haldir,..is he gonna stick around? Never know when Chara might get a hankerin' for a hunk o' human.  ;)

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While the others discuss things such as home and family, he busies himself with seeing to the corpses. Offering up the prayers for their souls as befitting his position. Had he more time, and a shovel, he would have seen they had a civilized burial, but other matters, including the care of one of his brethren's remains, took precedence. Still he could do this much.

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Bodyguard is still by your side, as long as the coin is there. Man is gotta eat yah know!

 

Not-Sam take the coins & you can see that look in his eye. "I know you probably think I'm not cut out for this, but I know I am. I just need a breather. If we must forge on then we will.

 

(Note: time is around 7 pm. The sun is starting to set.)

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Isha looks at the sky, and nods at the slowly sinking sun. "We will be going to the village, yes? Will be dark soon, but we have beds tonight if travel soon." She points at the recently deceased, "Or do we sleep this place with the dead?"

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Chara recalls the giant frogs.  "If we go back, we best go right now before it gets dark."   She decides it's best not to explain why she's not keen to cross through the woods after sunset. "Dead will still be here tomorrow morning.", she adds with some uncertainty.

Somehow, Body  Guard had managed to walk up behind her..almost beside her unnoticed. "I gave Sam all I have. But if you stay still, I'll get you paid...maybe something extra even."  Chara  gets the feeling she is going to regret those words in time, and takes an uneasy side-step to put a little bit of what's left of the daylight between her and the grinning hulk.

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"I'm done here" He said rising and brushing the dirt from his hands "I do not wish to remain anyway, lest the smell of blood draws in something unpleasant."

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