Well Then
And here I was, logging on to give the update given Brogg's and Dave FoO's posts, about to have the PCs head back to Shady Orchards.
Okay Brogg and Dave FoO, you guys begin to head back, when all of a sudden, you see tree roots climb up from the road and drag Vrill's horse down. Vrill himself tumbles off the horse, cursing violently, and begins to stand up and cast when Cinder backstabs the hell out of him again.
It's safe to say that Gregory Vrill is getting pretty damn sick and tired of being backstabbed for X3 damage.
He shrieks like a girl as Cinder's blade comes out of his stomach. Vrill's no wimp though. Hurt bad, he's still alive, and whirls around, screaming: "Okay you sick dirty bitch! Okay then, initiative! BITE ME!"
We'll roll initiative, as 1) it's been problematic in the past, and 2) this is likely to be a very important round. Roll a d6 and add DX if applicable. Vrill has a 4. Beat that and go.