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Vorgoth thinks about the man's comment and wonders if they have enough gold to buy the map. In between thoughts he looks outside the tent and mentally transmits to Valgon "go back to the inn, you'll be safer there." O.O.C.- mind if i do a listen check to see if i can hear the yelling at...

Vorgoth pours over the book with wide eyes and a smirk on his face. The words "one of these, couple of those, three or four of these" can be heard by those close at hand. Vorgoth gently elbows Talea and asks "wonder if they have a tunic with the words 'you've got flail' on it?" He laughs...

enough talk Vorgoth looks around the room once more and stands from his chair. He walks over to the door and says "I've had enough talk for today, im starting to feel like a loremaster, i think the best way to get a view of this woman's tent is from inside" "anyone care to join me? im going...

"this is where overplanning meets ingenuity, Azoc? what structure is across from the tent we plan to scout? if they wouldnt mind,.....or notice we could use it as cover to look across to our target." After asking this he looks at Valgon and mutters some orders in some ancient language similar...

Vorgoth folds his arms and sighs at the prolonged silence in the room and breaks it by saying "well, how about both." he reaches in his belt pouch and pulls out a small ball of ectoplasm and presses it against his chest; it then spreads quickly and his skin seems to blend into the background. "...

Vorgoth hums slowly to himself for a moment and replies,".....this reminds me of a story that a bard in my village spoke of "a creature of the likes many had never seen, lived in a great oak near the center of a hollow. one was only to walk inside the narrow split in the tree and before them...

A reassuring smile comes and goes from Vorgoth's face. "Indeed, this will take knowing much more about this person as well as any guards she has." "Azoc, i dont suppose you know anything about the layout of this building or any soldiers do you?"

Vorgoth's face seemed covered in hard thought after he sits back down and seldomly sips the bottle he took. "well, our options are seeming to dwindle, a human is usually easy enough to con, no offense Azoc.....but they seem hasty so to speak, but i have known red haired humans to be the least...

Vorgoth looks about the room as the group discusses using the crystal ball and a smirk grows on his face as he remembers the half-elves have passed out. "dont have to pay for this one" his says softly as he gets up and walks toward their table and pops the cork on another bottle. "well, i dont...

the plot thickens Vorgoth sits intently in his chair again and looks at all present. "Well, the way i see it, we have a chance of talking her out of the map if she will listen. One thing though, its obvious we'll need a backup plan, i can distract the map's owner while you nab the map...

Vorgoth stands from his seat and looks at Valgon(psi-tiger) which wakes in response to his gaze. He briefly wonders what business Bernlin had but quickly the curiousity diminishes. He then looks at Azoc and replies "no room for me, i prefer the trees to any indoor space......but one thing i do...

Vorgoth looks intently at Azoc and sips at the wine bottle he acquired from the, now unconsious, half-elves. "Nay, I am from the shadow oak region of the Delven Forest, I have wandered much but have never heard of this place you speak of." To Bernlin: "You say that you have limited resources...

Vorgoth tinkers with the crystal hanging around his neck and looks back up at Bernlin with a mournful face. "I heard Zaar speak of this friend that was enslaved by that vile curse, and he blamed himself for not being there to prevent it. He tried to correct it or help him at least control his...

Vorgoth walks through the doors of the inn and bows slowly as the shield guardian greets him, he smiles at the snake and goes through the door followed quickly by Valgon(the psi-tiger). He briefly surveys the room and sees the gnome pouring over his spellbook, "this must be him" he says under...

Vorgoth to the inn Vorgoth thinks momentarily and replies to the guard "i think i'll go have a drink for the time being, thanks for your help" He then goes to the Broken Arms Inn to make contact with one of Zaar's traveling companions. 10ft in front of the door Vorgoth opens one the pouches...