A Matter of Faith - part II

Will shudders back to consciousness. Eh…wha…? Stirred awake, our fightery fellow goes for his two-handed blade. Emerald eyes gazing into the night!

Boudica leaps up as the troll comes rampaging into their camp!

Seeing it go after Will Halav, Boudica calls upon Petra to take the sight from the creature with divine Light!

Will charges the troll and swings his sword!

Ready Barns wanted more time.

"%#$^!" Miyana swears aloud. As she backpedals, she lifts her bow and tries to put an arrow into the thing.

Barns wave goodbye and makes no effort to stop it.

Boudica watches as it retreats. She says, "The creature shall remain blinded for the better part of two hours. Hopefully it does not return after that, but we should be on our guard."

As they arrive at the gate, and Boudica can see that there are guards, she makes sure to check in with the Patriarch, letting him know they approach, and that there are guards who will likely demand to see the inside of the carriage. She would ask him how he would like us to approach. Announce him? Keep his rival his hush for now? Ask to see the local Thyatian religious people immediately? Etc

Miyana sighs and shakes her head, then turns to the others. "Shall we head to the inn?"

Now soaked pessimistic Barns says, "Now wasn't that fun." as gate incident comes to a close.

Boudica says, "Sure, though I want to check in on Moryana as well. And I wonder how the imprisoned priest is?"

Boudica shakes her head sadly to Thea and says, "Things must have gotten much worse after we left..." She turns to Hunter, and perhaps the innkeeper if present, and says, "Greetings, friends. Might we learn the news from Threshold? What has happened these past few weeks since our last visit?"

Drenched rat Barns gladly enters the Silver Dragon Inn with greater expectations. Thoughts of hot stew and a brew fill his thoughts and dry out a bit. Perhaps even a bath and room. He has hopes that the service here matches the name.

Hopeful him informs the others, "Let's get a table and a pitcher." as he saunters over to empty table to commandeer with hopes of a server soon to arrive as well before he has to yell to get one. He wants service and has coin. He is a bit put off that he received no compensation for service that he has render as his sum of coin could use help.

If his eyes catch those of the hunter than he will return a nod back. That or he mostly ignores the big redheaded warrior as he appears to be in some misery. Barns is rather thinking more of himself.