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Vordahl remains behind Irena and Gregor. "Keep moving." He ordered. "Calming that dog would give you value to the others." New Map

Muttering curses in Dwarven at the spider not going down, Gargrim manages to strike again at the wildly moving creature. To hit - 18 / Damage - 3 Attack - To hit / Damage (1d20+1=18, 1d6+1=3)

Tons of gold and nothing to buy. Money talks. Start spending it on information, throw out some money in search of contacts, put out a substantial reward if someone helps you locate where the item in question might have gone, a commission if they can find it in the possession of someone who is...

Seeing Clemit’s intended target, Gargrim charges in with his hammer and takes a swing at the spider. To hit, Damage (1d20+1=16, 1d6+1=6)

Inguar nodded in agreement with Tekai. “We should not move the cart until the sun rises. However, if you are restless Sheng, you can show us where you found these things. Perhaps we could shed a little more light on this.”

Vordahl places his glaive on Irena’s shoulder, blade just against her neck. “Walk, both of you.” He says gravely serious. “Do as I say and we should all come out of this alive. Inform Gregor that should he attempt anything foolish, you will suffer the consequences, and Grumblejack will not...

Vordahl gets an 11.

"Their leaders are defeated, it would be foolish of anyone remaining to stand and fight." Vordahl's stride became more arrogant with the feeling of victory. He kept his glaive at the ready should trouble arise.

Started my first 5e game today at level 1, Human Warlock (Pact with the Great Old One) Gnome Wizard (Transmutationist) Dwarf Fighter (Who was recently imprisoned unjustly, and has people constantly eyeballing him) Human Barbarian (Uber violent) Human Ranger (Secret royalty) Human Monk (Nearly...

Not going to walk straight to the gate, more along the lines of just around the Northwestern corner of the main building once outside. The captives will be kept close, Vordahl basically keeping the woman at glaivepoint, to help keep the man in line. He's not really attempting to be overly...

Vordahl cracks his knuckles. "Finally, a sensible decision. Let us leave this place." He prepares his glaive and heads out of the tower.

Inguar looks at the descending moons. “I suppose it wouldn’t hurt, as long as it did not delay us too long.” Palkr offers his insight on the found items. “I am in agreement with Sheng, there is no assurance its intended recipient will ever find what is there. However, if Seerah’s assessment of...

Quick clarification: While it wasn't ragged, it did not look very fresh either. I didn't go too much into detail since no one had Knowledge: Nature. My bad. ;)

Gargrim catches his breath only momentarily, looking in awe as the kobolds simply fall around him. After this brief hesitation he proceeds to smash the head of one with his hammer. "Goina' ha' ta' bang some dents out." He mutters and glances over to make sure Midgrim is alright.

Vordahl looks on, unamused, impatient. "Whatever you do, just make it quick." Going to be absent for a bit, out of town this coming Saturday through next Sunday.