They're Bad to the Bone

Fera thanked everyone. "Let me look for something." Fera rooted around through the various stuff bought from the cities and her pack. "Aha!" She pulled out some wolfsbane. "Should come in handy if they start something. Assuming the seal isn't broken, the wolves can't smell it in theory." She stuck the sealed container of wolfsbane in her pocket.

"DB, Arc, why don't you take point. The rest form up with me." Demonsbane led them to the forest. It didn't take long for a female werewolf to catch up with them in her human form. She could be seen visibly sniffing the air. It mumbled something under its breath. The expression on her face was not one of joy. "What brings you to our territory?" Her voice was full of annoyance and anger. Fera stepped forward. "Longsaddle told us they would help with the Mind flayer infestation of Baldur's Gate and that if we help you with your problem, then you might help fight the Mind flayers." The werewolf looked Fera up and down. She scoffed. "Your funeral. It wasn't too long ago that one of you horned ones went in. She hasn't come back out. Also, be warned that if you die, you forfeit everything on your person." The werewolf howled, and a cub came over. "Show them the cave." The cub snorted and led the way.

Turkleton followed after the group, making sure to stay way back but close enough that he could still follow, so he would be sure to stay out of the violence.

As the cub led the group to the cave, they noticed everyone they passed by stared at them, ready to attack if they made the slightest of moves wrong. One made sure to stay close to Turkleton.

Once at the cave, the cub took off. "Guess this is the place." Deep inside, fires could be seen burning. Fera took the lead inside the cave. Once they came upon the bedroom area, she had each room checked. Then they got to the communal kitchen area where a dead mimic could be seen. "Keep an eye out for mimics." She then heard something unusual yet familiar. Coming deeper. "If my ears don't fool me, we have a Necro. Skeletons are coming." Then, from the darkness, the skeleton of a werewolf came running through and leapt at Fera. Shadowfang used her freeze breath on it, and Demonsbane followed up with a punch to the face. The skeleton fell to the ground and shattered. Shortly after, thirty skeletons came through. About half were focused on Arc and Fera.

After killing her third skeleton, Fera began to feel like this was personal. It also gave her a clue to the mystery that is Arc, but she wouldn't realize that til later.

Turkleton, during the fight, kept collecting bone fragments as they made their way to him. He also healed anyone who needed it.

Shi'za was trying out her new weapon. Every time she killed one with the hammer side, she yelled out. "Hammer Time!"

Shadowfang the Sword was flying through the air, slicing up werewolves. While Shadowfang the Dragonborn was using the Sword of Zariel. Inwardly she was pissed at hell at Shadowfang the Sword those wings should belong to her.

Demonsbane fought off skeletons using a mixture of attacks that included the use of her non-dominant arm to bash them.
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Deeper in the cave the sounds of battle could be heard. Roopah stopped being pissed at the snooty noble bitch. "Sounds like a fierce battle back that way." Suddenly a skull rolled down the hall stopped in front of Roopah's cage. She picked it up. "It's covered in ice." She yanked the fangs out and let the skull fall to the ground. "Not much but better than nothing." She stuck the fangs between her fingers.
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Even deeper in the cave a figure in darkness cast a spell over several skeletons bringing them to life. "Kill them and bring me their bones."