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Oberion, realizing his blows are ineffective, will attempt to move towards the noisy quickling and out of the grove with Mektos in tow. In a quick utterance he asks his 'cargo', "Leaders and plans, how hard are those concepts to understand?" OOC Thanks for not killing me yet Kalanyr; I'll try...

Marymet seems a little surprised, "Hmm, Istah...I had someone ask me about this map earlier. It once was a very interesting place. I suppose I could give you the map for 10,000gp." She smiles gingerly at you.

OOC: No he got the seat of the guy that bought the sword and is searching for a specific map in book. Once you are in the tent, you can talk to Marymet anytime. Only five customers can be in at any time but once inside Marymet is available immediately to any of the five.

OOC No chance of making the listen check Fingolfin, too far away. It will take Valgon 3 rounds to get back to the inn, I think. OOC Tent Another customer is allowed into the tent, he takes in the room and then sits down. He flips through the book and stops quickly at the map section. "Hmm...

"Disappointing, I was hoping for a journey of no more than 3 or 4 days. Teleporting in seems to have proven risky to say the least, but it appears to be the only real option. I suppose we must now rely on Shadow for a quick journey if she is prepared and willing. However, I first would like to...

A fool's fancy finds him quickly dead, poor Ilaelthilen. A shame, he seemed to be a decent fellow. "Lady Fyre, how long would the "long route" take?" asks an anxious Oberion, though his outward appearence seems to be completely unshaken by the whole matter. "I could use a nap but if the...

[Inn] With a quarterstaff in one hand, the towering mage launches 5 clear gems above his head with the other; the small spheres begin to rotate and take colors: red, green, white, gold, and blue. Suddenly, they fire forward and strike at Diomedes, one after another. Tirumael’s Energy Spheres...

[At the inn] "Suit yourself good sir," replies the slightly disappointed rogue. The weathered warrior looks up,"Is there any service to be had in this establishment?" His harsh tone appears to have no effect on the rogues' demeanors. "What is it that you seek gladiator?" asks Dio, who now...

Oberion moves toward Xarindel, "Whenever you are ready mage; the air here is a bit too stale for me."

OOC Sorry for not posting lately OOC [At the Arms] Azoc exits up the staircase. Dredow engages Namy in a game of dice. Dio pulls out a deck of cards, "Anyone interested in a game?" Yet another visitor appears at the bar. He doesn't appear the friendly sort; scars cover his face and his...

The dynamic trio make their way to Marymet’s tent and find that a small line has already formed. Waiting in line, they take note of the guard Azoc spoke of earlier: white leather armor, rapier on his hip, white bandana, and black boots with steel plates. He carefully scans the potential...

Oberion responds without hesitation and in a calm tone, "Ilalielthin your words do me no injustice. If you wish to go to the Court Of Twilight, I shall accompany you. Standing here is serving no purpose, but I still suggest we find a secure place for a base of operations soon."

Oberion ponders the situation. There has been too much bickering already to be unnoticed, regardless something after tenth level magics surely knows of our formation already, and who is this Xochael they make reference to...

The silvery haired half-elf listens to everyone carefully and nods in agreement with the quicklings words but steps forward, “For now, it seems we will be working together. My name is Oberion. I agree that we should establish a headquarters for ourselves, but I think we should pace our actions.”...

Azoc looks squarely at Vorgoth, "I think I'm hearing more overplanning than ingenuity, but what would a rogue as simple as I know? Marymet's tent is at the end of the Vender's Market cresent. It is located near the coliseum entrance with the rear of the tent next to the coliseum's wall. It is...