Round 86

Amidst the eerie silence that followed the creature's ominous warning, Sister Hale stood frozen, her gaze darting between the dark recesses of Gravehill's entrance and the stormy sky above. The air was thick with anticipation, heavy with the weight of unspoken threats. Gravedigger Renn, still shaken from his recent encounter, clung to Sister Hale's arm, his eyes wide with fear as he watched her assess their situation.

With a swift motion, she coiled the 50 feet of rope around Gravedigger Renn, securing him in place. The only option now was to find shelter within Gravehill's ruined walls, where the city guard and its traps might offer some protection. As they moved cautiously towards the entrance, Sister Hale's eyes scanned the darkness for any sign of movement or hidden dangers.