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Half orc bard 18/dragon disciple 2. I wrote the character for him and he did the spell list.

OOC: Alright well then put me in a spot near Xanfire, then, where I can direct my full attacks against the creatures surrounding him. I think if there's that many I should be able to do that. I will target one until it dies and move on to the next. I may not kill them with damage but I think...

HAH. Right I forgot. It's been so long. Though of course I don't think it'll matter, really, I need to change my actions anyway. Won't get most of my attacks. But I'll change my post to reflecxt the crit. FITD: How many of the creatures are adjacent to Xan or his defender? (Also FITD...

Okay if the dragon isn't there yet what do we actually see? My actions will have to change

1st Attack: Adamantine Good/Acid Hits AC 50 for 41 base, 9 holy, 6 for a modified total of 56 points. Fort save or Die for the creature if it's living. 2nd attacl: Adamantine Good/Acid Hits AC 37 for 41 base, 3 acid, 5 holy for a modified total of 49 points. 3rd attack: Adamantine Good/Acid...

"FOR THE EMPEROR!" The appearance of the winged creatures stirs the blood of this son of imperium and his swords almost quiver in anticipation of the battle that lay ahead. The Emperor sent Rook to the Broken Eagles so that the Empire might find their help but equally the broken Eagles have...

(In terms of party effectiveness losing the bard I designed for Hero hurts our fighter power a little and the buff spells were pretty sweet as well. We'll see how we fare.) Is it my turn? I'm assuming so since thorn went and hedron went.

I delay. I can't see anything so I need to wait and see what happens before I do anything.

((SO I hate to ask this...are we still continuing this game?))

Snikt.

"Wait, what? WHERE?" Rook quickly draws both of his blades and holds them at the ready. "I see nothing!" (Unless I take some of the equipment I designed for our half orc friend. Then I'd be able to see. LOL)

"Thorn? Do you sense any traps of any sort? Xanfire, Cort, is there magic here?" DM: ((Where's my bonus XP!! :P:P:P))

Sigh. "Well I recall Xanfire saying that it gives power to his enemy; the fiend who dwells in that accursed kingdom that opposes his own. Wasn't it some fortune teller who said that? I don't recall; to be honest I only listen half the time. I find it dreadfully boring to suffer all this...

Rook raps his fingers on his scabbard. "Books. How........fascinating." He is clearly bored by all the talking.

"Um. Alright." Rook slowly floated toward the shelves and half-heartedly started looking at the shelves. He lifted, ajusted, moved, re-settled. This is a pointless enterprise. Like asking a Griffon to live underground. Cartaras: <Milord, I'm not sure I under-> Endoril: <It's against its...

Rook nodded. "Well met, Varnaag. It seems as though few have more in common than at once it may appear. Seemingly unrelated events seem to be occuring everywhere, at once. You are not the only ruler who has faced turmoil; in fact, being ushered from your kingdom is like a kinder fate than that...

Drawing another blade, Rook floats closer to the melee. "Regard your situation, sir," he leaned the blades against his shoulders purposefully; instead of brandishing his weapons they were relaxed. "You're outnumbered; in a hostile environment. Perhaps attack should be a last resort? At least...

"Its good that they call you Cort the Sorceror. It makes sense for one such as myself to underrstand. Given your name is Cort and you are a sorceror."

"Just like that Michael?" Rook mutters. Glancing at Cort, Rook sheathes one of his swords. "Yes, I have some questions!" He calls out. "Sir, why did you come here?" Holds out his thumb. "Sir, how did you come to be here?" Holds out his index finger. "Sir, why were you looking at that...

Rook remains skeptical of this situation. He begins waving to the new adventurers warily. "Ho there! How have you come to this place? And to what purpose?" Subtely was never his strong suit.