Just as I was mentally recovering from the massacre a couple nights ago, we stumbled into another fight to the death! This time it was with this large, winged crow lady. So get this, right? We wake up, I hear some singing. I tell my friends about it and we head off to investigate. Little did we know, the harmony being sung was some kind of a dazzling mind trick. Those unfortunate enough to get captivated by the big bird's tunes would essentially lose all control of their own faculties (and who knows what from there). I lucked out yet again, but Shade howled out for me to wake everyone else who got caught in the melody. In doing so, the bird-lady sent a murder of the winged rats to peck away at me, causing me to flee for cover. That's when Nodel hit me (literally) with the brilliant idea of plugging my ears with grease. The good news at this point was that we were recovering our friends, one of them even burned the roguish rodents with a spell of some kind. The bad news is that the crow lady was something of a poor sport. She started clawing away at and pummeling our lanky lizard friend with this big cudgel of hers when the halfling heroes swept into action! I scurried past her, using my trusty crowbar to hook her leg as I ran across while Nodel introduced a club of his own; He managed to crack a rolling pin over the winged demon's head, causing her to fly up in a panic when our bard hit her with a colorful powdery substance, effectively blinding her and giving Nodel a chance to finish her off with a well-placed toss of his signature rolling pin. I feel a bit sorry for the feathery foe, but I can't ignore the fact that she caused this fight....sort of.....somewhat.....not entirely.......Come to think of it, we did approach her. Maybe from now on, I should think twice before investigating the eerie sound of singing in a seemingly empty forest?