Your turning fails. The zombie continues coming towards you. You swing and miss. The zombie swings and misses. You swing again and hit the zombie doing one point damage. The zombie swings and misses. You swing and miss. The zombie just barely missed you.
Durgan continues his assault, blaming his poor performance on the tight spaces and bad lighting in the room.
Attack: 14 10 5 7 18
Damage: 2 5 5 5 4
You and the Zombie trade blows He takes 2 points damage and he deal 1 point damage to you. You miss him the next two rounds but he hits you again for 3 points of damage. The fourth round you hit him dealing him 4 points of damage which causing him to fall down and stop moving.
You do not see anything else moving in the room.
Durgan has a look at the zombie's clothing to see if he recognizes any marks or symbols.
Then he thoroughly searches the room looking over every inch, leaving nothing unturned nor unopened.
The Clothing is rotten and most of the color has faded to a muted cream color. It may have been bright colors at one time but with the fading of time and colors you can not tell. The room is a standard two bed room for a acolyte or slightly more senior priest. You can see faded bed rolls and old ruined books nothing savable. In the trunks at the foot of the beds you do find a few copper and silver. Total of 14 copper and 3 silver.
What is your next move?
Durgan pockets the loose coins and turns to Sessativa. "This place is crawling with undead! I just wanted to sit down and got completely surprised! The sooner we destroy them and the source, the better it will be. But no clues of books in here, let's keep moving" He nods down the corridor and takes the lead.
Too late to be any help Sessativa nods her agreement and follows Durgan down the hall closing the door behind her. "Be careful!" She says sincerely as she follows him through the dark hall way, holding the torch up high to give him as much light ahead as possible.
Durgan listens at the door. If he hears nothing, he asks, "We were checking every door, right?" He opens it if told to.
Shivas breaths deep and raises the torch higher, nodding her agreement. She follows closely as Durgan opens the door.
Edited: Canabusis on 20th Apr, 2014 - 3:45am