Posted on January 19, 2018
My Bard and my traveling companions, a Monk and a Ceric, came upon a town surrounded by refugee camps suffering from a terrible plague. As we walked through the main gate, we saw the dead being isolated in mass graves, which the local church was kind enough to dig.
In the course of the adventure, we decided to investigate a warehouse at the edge of town rumored to belong to the same local church. Rather than crash in and treat it like a dungeon, we sent in the Monk to spy, aided with an Invisibility from me and a Silence from the Cleric.
In a storeroom on the top floor, the Monk came upon three large barrels. The first was filled wi…