Votin collapses, but only after he has splintered the table and frozen carcass into sizable pieces.

Narrhil goes out into the chapel alone to collect fistfuls of snow for the pot.
[NARRHIL roll d20.]

Caveman wrote:

[Eh, what about shoving torch up chimney? Which he does first].

The chimney above the pot was filled with cobwebs too dense to see past 15 ft.
[Does Narrhil still go get the snowballs? If so Roll d20.]
 

Last edited by Iron Ranger (9/02/2024 5:41 pm)

Caveman wrote:

[Does the broken window let in snow, I had presumed snow would be either there or just at door to kitchen, I had not planned to walk out of the room, with the only torch and leave the rest of group in darkness].

The windows have not let in snow, only freezing air.
The center of the chapel ceiling is burned away, there is about 8 ft of it left at the burned out kitchen door.
Votin (or Keet I forget) has the dying torch.

Last edited by Iron Ranger (9/03/2024 10:27 am)

Caveman wrote:

[Well Narrhil would not go far without a warrior to guard him!].

It's only 8 feeeet! to snowballs and Just one d20 roll away....

[I am just wondering where our other two adventurers have gone, not to limbo I hope? ].

Narrhil clenches his horseman's pick in his glowing hand, and with torch in other he steps out of the kitchen to collect the snow. He keeps low, creating less of a target. He will pack snow into his drinking horn and fill the bowl he found in the shack they had last slept in.

[=13pxNarrhil Morrtos rolls d20 = 5]

Narrhil is puzzled, but his mind instantly considers his god, the Ashen Worm, 'a blessing,' he thinks. He considers not touching his new comrades, he may freeze them. He takes the horn and scoops the horn into the snow, and the bowl to collect the snow.

[I had presume the horn was a drinking horn like a cup, with stopper at the broad side, but I might be wrong?].

The cryomancer returns to the kitchen, and fills the pot with the snow. Piles some of the wood in the hearth and lights it with the torch. He sets to work melting the snow. While the snow melts, he start skinning the wolf, then cutting some of the meat from its bones to place in the pot.

Master Tillak, would you please help me administer the water to Sir Votin? Once we get food into him, I hope he will be healthy once more!" Says Narrhil.

[Unsure of pot size, yes if it needs filled].