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Corbin started and took a small step back from the group, then raised his hands and smiled warmly. "Relax, it's okay. I'm a researcher myself. Corbin Deeppouch." He extended a hand in greeting. "I think somebody wanted me to come here and see if I could lend a hand."

"I could use some stew right about now," says Kralek, patting his armored belly and gazing wistfully into the distance. "But yer right. This man needs ta be buried. It's only proper." He looks around at the group. "Does anyone have a shovel, or somethin' we can dig with? We can't very well...

Sorry about my recent lack of posting. Been busy getting moved into my new dorm. Regular posting should resume now. Corbin furrowed his brow for a moment, then relaxed and smiled. He jogged over to the researchers. He stood on tiptoes to get his head as close to the other men's as possible...

"Well," said Corbin cheerily as he pushed open the doors, "here we are!" He turned to smile at the group of tired soldiers. "How's everybody doing?" Still grinning, his bright eyes scanned the old courtyard with glee. He had been meaning to make the trek to the tower and see what sorts of...

Corbin frowned upon hearing about the soldiers' poor experiences in the Outskirts. He had never seen anything dangerous in the weeks that he'd been here, and was not pleased by the thought of more similar appearances. "A tower?" Corbin replied. "Hmm...I may know the way." Knowledge (Local)...

Sorry for my recent lack of posting. I've been visiting some old friends in Florida. I'll be back in action by tomorrow. As for combat, Kralek was just following the plan and staying put. He'll charge into melee at the first opportunity, now that the beast has been engaged.

Kralek grins wickedly, an inner fire burning in his eyes. "Finally," he grunts, hefting his sword over his shoulder, "Some action." He turns to Kay briefly and adds, "Keep 'em healed. I've got work to do," before charging into combat with a loud war cry. "For Johan's glory!" Charging at the...

"Corbin Deeppouch," replies Corbin, extending a small hand. "I'm an archeologist. I've been researching some tablets that I unearthed a few weeks ago. Did you say you were with the League?" he asks. "I was supposed to be meeting some members out here to discuss my research."

The wolf limped up to the soldiers, and Corbin returned to his natural state. He let out a tiny yelp as his wounds were stretched and tugged, and the pain flared anew. Clenching his teeth, the halfling again focused on drawing up healing from the city. A soft green glow surrounded the bleeding...

Oops, sorry. Didn't see that. I was waiting for a response in the IC thread. I'm on vacation in Miami right now, so Internet access is a little limited, but I will take care of the HP.

Doesn't matter. I got rid of it entirely. Alright. Switched those out for Dyr's Impervious Vestment and some bracers of archery. Got rid of the mantle. My Rod of Invulnerability takes care of it, and I got a Rod of Epic Splendor for when I need Charisma. Paid in full. Poop. Alright, just...

;) No problem. I can shapeshift as often as needed, and even directly from one form to another. In exchange for this improved combat ability, I lose my animal companion and the slightly increased utility of wild shape. Also, I never got around to calculating Corbin's HP. I don't think I saw...

Aw, shoot. I hadn't seen the errata that says that I have to actually have the metamagic feat to be applied. That's three feats down the drain. Three feats that I don't have to throw around. Ugh... Alright, it's done. Check him out now. And earlier you said that Deepwood Sniper was fine...

Alright, new incarnation up, complete with arrow mind twinkage and deepwood sniper.

Even if it's made from adamantium? That just seems silly.

As I expected. Is Deepwoods Sniper from Master of the Wild acceptable? Yep, I know. Just adamantine to be extra safe. Oops. Switchin' that out. Any chance I can apply it to my arrows? That's similar to throwing. Races of Stone again. Swaperoo. Yeah, I know, but I can't really think of...

"Me? No. Just a friendly historian," replied Corbin, kneeling down next to the wounded man. "You're going to be fine," he said with a smile. He placed his hands softly on the soldier's thigh, then focused on a spell. The druid's mind reached out to the power around him, and he drew upon...

"Doesn't look too beautiful to me," says Kralek softly to Chester as he draws his greatsword. He clutches the giant blade in both hands and holds it out in front of him, ready for combat. "Or very little."

"Hold on!" shouts Corbin to the soldiers. "I'm coming to help you! Don't shoot!" Satisfied that he will not be attacked by the men as long as they held a common enemy, the halfling closes his eyes and takes a deep breath, then focuses on a new form, willing himself to become that which is...

OOC: About how far away are the soldiers?