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"Thank you, Emily, I feel much better now," Uff gives her a little bow before he bends to grab the other end of the crate. "I'm with you, let's keep this 'ting moving!" Off we go, Uff follow's their lead

"I'll give ye a mark to put on 'im," Uff grumbles. He pulls out a decorated ceramic vial fitted with a tight stopper. He pulls the stopper out with his teeth and spits it in the general direction of Dramm's head. "Mercy's wasted on 'im, pants and all" he says as he slams back the vial's...

AFK I'm off to work now and will be away the next few days. Uff continues to travel with the party, and I'll catch up when I get back. Sorry for the delay. Happy Thanksgiving! (if applicable)

Uff looks surprised to see his ankle mangled at the hands of the downed enemy. Shaking his head he snarls, "Have it yer way," and, daggers glinting in the sun, leans into his double swing at the still grounded Marley. His first swing connects and the dagger digs deep, but his other hand comes...

Seeing Qalabash successfully trip up the hooligan, Uff seizes the opportunity to clear the battlefield. He takes a step closer to the fallen warrior. "Let's see if yer redwood floats!" He says, placing his foot on the warrior's side and giving a mighty shove. Uff slides the warrior back on...

Uff sighs a little as Mystie's cooling wave of energy washes over him. "Good," says. He addresses Dramm. Uff's wrist twitches and a glint of metal flashes as a dagger appears in his hand. "S'rry mate, but the thunder needs a little lightning." Planting his heels, he takes two quick jabs at...

Hoping to take better advantage of the dockside setting, Uff reaches out with both hands to grab the ruffian before him. However, despite Uff's opinion of his own speed and strength, the thug manages to slip through Uff's attempt to grab hold. Uff cross-steps to a spot closer to the freshly...

Uff's teeth clench in anger at having been tripped up by this unusual weapon. He jumps back up to his feet. "Thunder," he snarls at the thug closest to him and swings away with his bunched fist. SAME MAP Free action to speak. Move action to stand (provokes). Attack Unarmed attack...

"I'll admit, b'ys, that I'm not much good at numbers. I kin add enough to known when I'm being stiffed and that sounds like what I'm hearin' now. But I hear your a man o' yer word. A man with a reputation for honesty, so I know it's likely just a li'l mistake. An adding problem, if you will...

Uff Uff nods in agreement to Qalabash. "yea, she's a charmer alright. I like having around clever people with big words. Verr' good. Now, if the big words stop workin' -- that's when you can count on us. But I don't t'ink dat'll be a problem with these four. Still..." He trails off as...

Uff glances back into the crowded streets, disappointed to have already lost track of a few party members. "Well Izzy, maybe we'e better off without 'em," he mumbles to himself. He turns hopefully to Barton, "You see the guys you're lookin' for yet?" Uff Fighter 1 Initiative:+2...

Looking at Mystie, Uff remarks "I think I see what you mean. No need for fancy carriages. Alt'ough that might be a good idea for a long trip. What happened to yer leg?" "Hey Qalabash, you said a mouthfull. My brother was almost killed fighting in those rackets," here he pauses to run his...

Sorry, I don't see a link to a Ditzie map in the posts or the startup rules, and I'm not sure where else I should be looking.

"We are the Oncoming Storm!", Uff laughs with Qalabash. "Dat's hilarious, Qalabash, thanks. I like you, you're a smart guy. Aaahh, too bad we won't be gettin' The Storm announced by a crier any time soon." He continues wistfully, "But we appreciate it just the same. And I can't say we're...

Uff does his best to pay attention to his surrounds as they proceed, Perception check = 7 (1d20+6=7) But he's apparently distracted by trying to think of other names he could give his arms. Uff Fighter 1 Initiative:+2 Perception:+6 Sense Motive:+0 Diplomacy/Bluff: +0 Intimidate: +0 AC: 17...

Uff looks appraisingly at Jericho. "I'll take rear guard, then. Jericho, you look like you got fast feet, easier if you gotta move around me than the ot'er way round. Probably I can carry this ting on the way back, depending how heavy it is." He leans over a little to address Mystie, "We...

The muscle wall looks confused. "That's not my muscles, that's me," He says. After a moments thought, he goes on. "I'm Uff," he asserts. Looking down at his biceps he says, "They don't have names." He appears to be struggling with this thought for a moment, then his eyes brighten: "Hey...

Another arrives Across the room you see Trixie pointing a newcomer towards your group. The young man walks purposefully, if slightly wobbly, towards the table as he rolls his eyes at Grog one last time. "Here we go," you hear him say to no one in particular as he draws closer. Standing in...

I will re-post it in the game thread. Also, I'm going to change Uff's background to remove the hatred of orcs. I'm not interested in playing something that contrary to so many PC's.