I don't ever update...
Well, today we had a rather... different encounter. The party arrived at a city under attack by demos. After striking a deal with the captain of the guard, they agreed to help defend the city come nightfall and assault the demon's base in the morning.
Things started off pretty well. After firing several volleys of arrows at the approaching demon swarm, consisting of dretches and quasits plus one babau, Cask charged out, eager to prove his worth. This was... a mistake. He was promptly surrounded, and, only minutes before sunrise and the retreat of the opposing force, was torn to bits by the horde. Goodbye Cask, you were the only sane one in the group.
...Oh. Oh crap. He was the only sane one in the group. Next week's gonna SUCK...
