"You are all welcome to one of the remaining pastries if you desire."

"That's very kind of you, Count Arendae," they do look absolutely delicious as long as there's a saltshaker to hand.

Excellent.

In that case, they can eat their breakfast, collect their loaner magic weapons, and head towards the alleged location of the shadows.

Oh good, nice straightforward undead slaying, probably. Once they're near the area where the shadows will reported he'll hit the party with his Greater Hide from Undead; he can cover six, so that's him, Arendae, Seelah, Woljif, Nenio, and Lann.

Here is the house that allegedly contains shadows! It's easy to identify; the improvised shadow-containment methods included 'repurposing' some Continual Flame light fixtures from the area and burying them halfway in the ground to make them harder to loot, albeit with only partial success.

Seelah squints at a cracked window. "I count... eight."

"They get saves to see us once we start attacking even if they fail the ones to see us to begin with, so if possible we should get into position and buffed before we get into that. Guidances all round -" He holds out his hand.

They can all be Guidance-d! It takes about twice as long without Camellia.

That's fine! They will probably spend them well before even the first recipient would be at risk of the duration expiring!

Prayer may count as an attack for the purposes of the Hide save so he hits everybody with a Bless instead before they bust in.

Inside of the house are the promised eight shadows. All of them are on the ground floor; they cringe away from the light as the door swings open, hiding beneath chairs or (in one case) darting behind the door itself. It's hard to tell how many of them have even noticed Blai's party's presence.

Well, if none of them are acting like they definitely did they can rearrange through the room suitably for Blai and Daeran, mostly Daeran, to hit them all with channels and everybody to have a good unflanked angle on one with a weapon.

The shadows do not prevent this.

Daeran raises one hand high and channels. 

Every shadow that noticed them previously and every shadow that noticed them when the Count channeled takes this as their cue to attack. (Four of them are still hiding.)

Blai's channels hit harder but he's only got two; he'll hold onto them in case they can easily overwhelm the shadows with physical (magical) force. Especially since the Bless doesn't really help there. Swat.

The shadows do not seem incredibly amenable to this. Between them they can collectively take down two before Daeran gets another opportunity to channel, and his second channel drops two more, but the shadows' attacks pass through their armor like it isn't there, leaving no wounds but sapping away their strength. One tags Seelah, and it's only her Smite that's able to keep her sword on target; one tags Blai, and his mace feels heavy in his hand; one tags Daeran, and he collapses to his knees under the weight of his gear.

Well he's only got two Lesser Restorations so that's already a bad number and also he's going to have a harder time with the mace now; he takes hold of his symbol and channels.

Three of the remaining shadows drop. The last one takes a swipe at him, but misses; Lann's arrows finish it off.

"I never thought a few little shadows could be so dangerous. Maybe the sun's good for something after all."

"I have two Lesser Restorations. Clearly Count Arendae needs one; Ser, do you need the other or should I take it for myself?" Her armor looks heavier than his but she was probably stronger to begin with.

"You look like you need it more than I do. I wouldn't want to get in a fight like this, but I can still hold my sword."

"I have the spell as well, though I am somewhat impaired in casting it at the moment."

"Well then, Lesser Restoration." Boop.

He casts two more Lesser Restorations on himself, stands up, and casts one on Seelah and one on Blai. (It doesn't restore Blai quite to full strength, but it's close.) "I'm afraid I don't have another."

Scribble scribble scribble.