Editing Stranded in fantasy (section)

==Journal Entry 256==

We had our first encounter today.  We were scouting the area when a barbarian scout party of 5 rides up, spears and swords and demands that we surrender or we're all dead.  They were more of mind to just kill us and loot our corpses.  Mike didn't even let them finish before he was blasting the shit out of them with his magics.  I leap in and dominate one of the younger barbarians and force him into spearing the guy next to him.  Between us all, we destroyed them before they could fall out of their saddles.  Unfortunately for the horses, they were caught up in the blasts and didn't make it.  We checked them for anything we can use and then kept looking.  It felt good.  Somewhere in the back of my mind, the fear from those days, the hunt, was still haunting me and some of it left with the slaughter of this scout team.  Anyways, just before nightfall, we came across an old crypt and have taken residence inside.  The dead residing here aren't of the moving variety and Avery went around ensuring that they never will be, not without a lot of work anyways.  It's hidden away in a hill and only a few hour walk from the city.  It didn't have anything worth looting, the place has already been sacked, more than once from the look of it.