Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-2165692-20170101024046/@comment-2165692-20170109032427

(I evoke a timeskip, to the base of the barrow.)

The group stops before the long flight of stairs leading upwards, the barrow was huge but for the moment no sign of a dragon, the ghastly place sent chills down Nazrei's spine. After all, rotting corpses that still walk are not her favorite kind of people. Before stepping on the first step. Two bandits come running at them one with a battle axe the other with a sword. A third waits at the top firing a bow.