>>395176Oops. Horbeard takes a bow and some arrows.
Nearly a dozen shrieking, pale forms burst from the walls, floor, and ceiling. Once ponies, these translucent banshees have too-large mouths and sunken pits where their eyes once were. Their legs and bodies are torn and stretched and their ghostly innards are visible. They swarm around and through the party and the henchponies. Three of the henchponies cry out in pain, but one slashes with his blade and strikes a passing ghost.>>395274
One the the ghosts sticks you with a spear as it passes. you can faintly feeling it dig into your skin as it passes through you.>>395275
Candied horseradish. Yum yum.>>395276
You are struck in the face with a ghostly axe. It feels as if your skull were split apart, but the pain fades quickly and a drop of blood falls from your nose.>>395277
You jump over a ghost as it rushes you with an immaterial sword.>>395278
Your connection to the spirit world gives you a split second warning before the ghosts arrive. You throw yourself to the ground and pull down Hornbeard with you.>>395288
A ghost grazes you with a see-through arrow.>>395290
A ghost slashes at you with a sword. The pain of it is real but no wound manifests.>>395304
Not thinking, you raise your silver dagger to parry the blow, your silver dagger catches the ghostly blade and turns it, saving you from getting hit.
The henchponies really and attack.
[5d10]Roll #1 2, 8, 2, 9, 1 = 22