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Okay, I think we may as well have Brunhilde open the door now. Also, I should mention that I'm actually leaving tomorrow as well, and might not be able to post for three or four days. If I do post, it will probably be from an iPod touch, so I won't be writing much.

Having found nothing of interest about the dead goblins, Eivan follows Gregor over to the upper door. He positions himself in a good vantage spot and waits for Krindorf to finish searching the room so the party can proceed. Move to AQ 14

Eivan walks into the room, relaxing once he determines it is devoid of live occupants. "These goblins must have been killed recently..." he says, grimacing at the smell. "Perhaps by the people we're looking for?" He then bends down and examines some of the other goblins to see if he can...

Eivan moves back from the door as well and nods to Brunhilde. "You go ahead and open it. I didn't hear anything, so I think it's fine, but..." he shrugs. "Best to be careful." Taking his own advice, Eivan then draws and loads his crossbow, and stands facing the door.

As the rat falls, Eivan sighs and lowers his hands. "Well, if there is anyone in there," he says to Brunhilde, gesturing towards the closed door, "they've surely heard us by now." Nevertheless, seeing that Krindorf and Gregor are otherwise occupied, he walks over to the door and presses his ear...

Eivan shrugs and casts his second ray of frost cantrip, squinting as he carefully aims into the pit. Standard Action: Cast Ray of Frost Touch Attack: 1d20+3=22 Damage: 1d3=1

Eivan springs up from the wall and moves forward to the edge of the pit. He utters a hasty incantation, and a beam of frost shoots from his finger towards the rat. Looking around quickly, Eivan gestures to Gregor and says, "Gregor, throw him a rope!" Move Action: Move to AX 10 Standard Action...

Eivan raises his eyebrows, clearly nonplussed. "My robes?" he says, looking down at his normal traveling clothes - trousers, a linen shirt, a belt, and a jacket. "If that's some sort of jibe about wizards, then you're asking to get hit with a magic missile." Grinning, he continues down the stairs.

Sure, Eivan will hold the torch (putting away his quarterstaff) and walk after Brunhilde.

Eivan nods his thanks to Gregor for the healing, then straightens up and adjusts his pack on his back. "I don't like this stairway much either," he says to Brunhilde, peering down into the darkness, "but I think I'll take it over the rope." As the party reaches the stairwell, he stands by to let...

Eivan stumbles backwards, gritting his teeth at the pain of the bite. As he reaches the end of the ledge, he braces his back against the wall of the cliff and recites the familiar incantation. He raises his left hand, and a thin film appears on the ground under two of the rats. Move Action...

Eivan stumbles backwards as the enormous rats approach, stopping before the edge of the cliff. He pauses for a moment, but as Gregor and Krindorf arrive on to the legde beside him, he gains his composure, quickly darts between two of the rats, and draws his quarterstaff. Free Action: Five foot...

From his perch on the rope, Eivan looks down over his shoulder into the darkness below the legde. "This ravine looks deep," he muses. "I wonder why someone decided to build a citadel at the bottom - it's not exactly a defensive location. Maybe the land sunk afterward, somehow?" At this point...

Eivan walks curiously toward the pillar with the rope and points. "Well, look at that... someone's been here before us. Like as not it's the adventuring party we're looking for." He walks around the pillar and tugs at the rope as hard as he can, then nods in satisfaction. "Well, seems like they...

Eivan points at the ravine. "Well, this looks about right for a sunken citadel, I think. I hope you brought that rope you were talking about," he adds, eying the crevice. "We may need it if we're supposed to get down there."

This is the only game I'm in at the moment, so that's not an issue. The problem for me when posting slowed down was not so much lack of time or interest - in fact, I probably checked the thread a couple of times every day - as it was not knowing what to post. I think we lost direction for a...

I think I need some time in the tavern to prepare spells (unless I'm allowed to assume I prepared them this morning before breakfast), but other than that it's fine with me.

Eivan nods. "Aye, I think we're done here." He pauses. "Probably best to just head back to the tavern. The others will find us there."

Eivan shakes his head. "No, I have no rope. I didn't exactly pack with this expedition in mind." He walks on for a minute, then adds, "You could ask Krindorf, though. I'm not sure I want to know exactly what he does for a living, but he seems like the type who might have rope handy. Or we can...

"Aye," Eivan says, before amending Gregor's statement. "Well, actually, Gregor here is the one invested in the Hucrele job. Brunhilde - that is, the halfling lass who was here earlier - is looking for her sister, who disappeared around this area, but all of our paths seem to coincide for the...