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Moravec shrugged, loading a bullet into his sling and moving onto the platform. "If you say so."

Moravec looks over the edge, lifting his eyebrows slightly as his gaze settles on their conveyance. He readied his sling. "I hate to hold us up, but are you sure this thing's able to support our weight?"

Moravec grinned, absently trying to open the nearest crate. "Not that I've seen so far." That's as good an idea as any, unless one of us finds a map to this place."

Moravec kept his sling out, but some of the tension drained out of him after no one came at them. Stretching slightly, he took a position behind a crate stack that offered a good view of the doorway.

OOC: No problems with that marching order

Moravec feels compelled to add his two coppers to the discussion. "It sounds workable, as long as we can keep from getting overwhelmed. And if we take prisoners, we'll have to keep them out of the way somehow. The authorities are probably better qualified to punish them then we are, but if we...

Moravec shrugs, handing the stick over. "See what you can do with it."

Moravec frowned slightly, muttering an incantation and spreading his fingers towards the stick. OOC: Casting Detect Magic, concentrating for as long as possible to determine school/strength of aura. (Spellcraft +5)

Moravec pulls his sling from his belt, his mind working. If they could take the last bandit alive, they might be able to quickly find out any details about how to find their target if he wasn't here. Loading a bullet, he whirled the weapon above his head and launched the missile at the bandit...

Moravec puts his mace away, looking to see if his horse had moved off from where he had left it.

Moravec comes out from behind the rock, stepping around the corpses to avoid getting blood or other substances on his boots. "I suppose it's too much to hope that the one we're looking for is in there." Drawing his mace, he gestured at the cave before cautiously walking towards its mouth...

Moravec bites back an oath, immediately supressing the notion of pulling his sling out and trying his luck with that. He began his spell again, reacquiring his target and desperately hoping for a hit. OOC: Casting Acid Splash at the same bandit as before

Moravec watched the combat unfold from his position, one hand straying to his mace but discarding the option almost instantly. He doubted that any of the remaining bandits would be willing to disengage from Massif and Leona in order to chase after him. Raising his hands again, he rattled off...

The three bandits came out of the cave, and Moravec smiled slightly. Now that we're all here... Three on one wasn't the best set of odds, though, and he knew it. Three on two, on the other hand... Licking his lips, Moravec rose and took a few steps forward, weaving his hands together and...

Moravec pulled a small strip of hardened leather out of a pouch at his belt, muttering a few words while brushing it against his wrists, shins, and chest. A slight feeling of pressure followed the touch of the material, and he began to steal closer to the cave entrance, seeking a position from...