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Y’Menkos blinked, rising from his place of hiding at the sound of the woman’s welcome. If they’d already been seen, no use in sticking to stealth. He followed Adron’s lead and approached the village. He gave a slight wave to the woman who’d welcomed them, still quite unsure of what to make of...

Y’Menkos followed quietly along behind the pair, eyeing for any subsequent traps as he did so. He only piped up in response to Adron. “I agree with the mercenary... even for a reclusive people this feels rather extreme.”

Y’Menkos gave the gnome a curt smile, before pushing forward the five gp for his healer’s kit. “Have a good night, sir. I’d recommend laying off the ale.” Y’Menkos turned to head out, placing the kit among the rest of his items. “Off we are, then?” The tiefling said, looking at his companions...

Y’Menkos wandered around the shop fairly aimlessly, before picking up a healer’s kit and making his way toward the counter. He tapped his palm on the countertop, hoping to wake up the shop keep. The gnome reeked of booze- it quite reminded him of one of his old masters. His nose wrinkled at the...

I think Y’Menkos would also look for the fastest route to the boss, but he’s also already agreed to follow Xoco to find the twilight sanctum. He’d also be keen on checking if the town would require evacuation or not, given the proximity of the monster.

As Y’Menkos laid his fingers on the amulet, he was filled with a sense of peace. The cold silver against his neck felt as though the hand of Selune had graced him itself. The magic imbued within the amulet pulsed in a comforting fashion as he touched his god’s symbol and gave a silent prayer of...

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Y’Menkos’ took a slight breath as he collected himself. The tiefling’s mind raced as he took in what Sir Tristan had imparted upon himself and these two new faces. His first thought was to his original reasons for staying here. With such danger abound, the call of his goddess had now revealed...

Y’Menkos’ early years were marked with the typical tenants of monkhood- meditation, moderation, and temperance. He believes now as he did then that such strengths lead to a wholeness of spirit and mind- such beliefs were instilled in him since birth, after all. He and his fellow monks studied...

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Sounds neat! I’m in.