Sabian Skellegue
Half-Orc Barbarian
AC: 21 HP: 27/32
PPer: 13 PInv: 10 PIst: 11
Raging: No
Reckless: No
Resistances: Necrotic, Fire, Cold
Conditions: --
Rages: 2/3

"I'd like to avoid another fight. This one's talking, it's more than we can say for the zombies." Chloé hisses at Sabian under her breath. Sabian shakes his head and hisses back, It's talking to let us know it will kill us if we try to cross the bridge. Better to strike first. He looks around behind them, We don't have time for pleasantries.

The party continues to try to negotiate with the marid, but to no avail. Seeing no sign of its "brothers" near the river, they decide to cross where they are. As they leave the bridge, Sabian turns with some parting words for the marid, In my experience, everything I've crossed blades with is mortal, no matter how long lived.

The water is cold, though the armor shields Sabian from the worst of it. The river moves quickly here, and they have to swim hard and fast. Before the group reaches the end, Vidrik and Cassandra begin to get swept away. Sabian reaches for Cassandra to try and get her to the other side.

Spoiler: Swim!
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Athletics (1d20+7)[20] vs DC 15