Rolled 6 + 4 (1d20 + 4)
<span class="mu-s">Rolling for a random encounter.</span> If you roll an 11 (eleven) or higher, you are <span class="mu-i">safe.</span>
>>5653883>>5654054>>5654101<span class="mu-s">Urist</span> is healed of one injury.
>>5654485<span class="mu-s">Benjamin</span> is put back together. His boney skull could probably watch well enough even in a pile of bones- but being able to stand up is nice.
>>5654344 (You)>>5654364<span class="mu-s">Myron</span> is fed the powerful potion. Because he is a Bromble- the blood-tasting potion made of a living thing disgusts him and nearly makes him gag- no offense to Skyhoof's cooking skills. Instantly, he feels his fingers grip into a fist with newfound iron thews. His arm and leg muscles tense and then relax a few times on their own- almost as if getting used to their newfound strength. Myron's already great strength has been permanently increased- he now adds a flat +1 to all combat rolls.
As for the rest of the party- sleep is more present in their minds then finding a secret hiding place- even in the event of bad weather. They're more concerned about what may be out there in the dead of night...
