[Some of the boxes hold vegetables, others...hold animal parts. Jars of dead frogs, rotting roots, and what might be spell components. Others are completely covered, and as Dorian moves around, he hears the shifting of cloth underneath one of them.
Taryon finally plants one foot on the floor, then the other. He takes one step, and the wood board creaks so loudly, he can feel the entire house creak in response. The hag turns to this unmistakable sound of a person walking across her precious cottage.]
nat 1 on stealth...
Taryon finally plants one foot on the floor, then the other. He takes one step, and the wood board creaks so loudly, he can feel the entire house creak in response. The hag turns to this unmistakable sound of a person walking across her precious cottage.]
Thief! [Cries the witch and grabs the empty air.]