Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20171226150054/@comment-17114085-20180117121821

"It's not like I had a choice, he showed up here after I started playing my lute." Rigmor muttered. He grabbed his Battleaxe.

"Arguing won't solve anything now." Athyis said as he moved to the window to look outside. "The Atmorans are rising up from the grave. Paladins, on your feet!"

Gwen quickly got to her feet and picked up her weapon.

"Thynvil and Nirilor, I want you two on the windows with arrows." Athyis ordered. "Everyone else stick with magic. We need to hold them off as long as possible."

"Shouldn't we go out there and fight?" Rigmor asked.

Athyis shook his head. "The inn is a better defensible position. If we head out into the snow it will be tough to move around and fight and we'll be surrounded before we know it."

Snow in Atmora was at least up to the knees, sometimes to the waist. It made it very hard to move quickly.