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[Up and running again! Welcome back, DrZ!] "Fate, I suppose. I was raised in a Temple, so I suppose it would have been difficult not to become one." _________________ The Pelorites introduce themselves to the assembled group, exchanging pleasantries. Fendric, fairly well chagrined at the...

Man, I hope so! It's been too long!

To my long-time gamemates and best imaginary friends: Right about the time Raven's player returns from vacances au sud de la France, Team Sun God will be trying to get Comcast to hook up the 'Net in their first purchased home. (Yeah, I'm thrilled.) I hope it will be a brief outage, but in the...

Enjoy it, man! Have a wine for me; I've always wanted to see Marseilles, and I've always admired the 'holidays' system they have in Europe.

Fendric leans in toward Sir Piersen as they follow, and says, "Lord Vemaunt was most kind to grant us an audience on such short notice; would you please be sure to relay our gratitude when next you speak with him?" Hiritus, nearby, nods his assent before calling back to the group, "Did anyone...

"Indeed it would, Your Excellence. You are most kind," Fendric answers, Hiritus nodding his agreement. "While I am thinking of it, is there any service we might render to this caravan?"

Fendric rises, and bows. "Your Eminence, I am Brother Fendric of Hedrogura, servant of the Radiant Light, and most of us here assembled make up the Fellowship of the White Dove. I bear an urgent message for you, that I have lately come to find out is from Lord Thedoric of our kingdom, though I...

Having partaken freely of the food offered, Fendric and Hiritus enter the room and occupy the front row, looking stoicly at the halberdiers. Whispering to Hiritus, Fendric comments, "I hope Lord Kildre has not been threatened as of late, but this guard would suggest otherwise."

Especially with a first post on the board, especially with an ECL+ character that is known evil, especially without any introduction, and absent any post that says we had room in the party. I guess I'm the resident red*** for our PbP game, so let me just go ahead and be the first to say this is...

I think somebody (Red) made his first post in the wrong thread.

[Fendric (Diplomacy): 19 + 4 = 23] "Of course! Blessed Radiant Light, where are my manners? You absolutely may, good sir!" Fendric finds the letter within the saddlebags, removes it, and marches forward on foot toward the guardsman. "Begging your pardon, I apologize for the insistence on...

"I have naught but my honor as a Servant of the Radiant Light, and the message itself, my good man, and I will happily meet Lord Kildre Vemaunt here, outside these gates, if it pleases His Lordship. However, I wish to see the message delivered unto his hand, for none but he can read it," Fendric...

"Light's Blessings Upon You! We are Fellowship of the White Dove, with an urgent message from Lord Thedoric for Lord Kildre Vemaunt," Fendric replies. "May we enter?" Hiritus, for his part, admires the discipline of Lord Kildre's archers from atop Justice.

Servants of Pelor have no time for animal husbandry or other such nonsense. Welcome. :)

Fendric dismounts his new mount as Hiritus swings Justice alongside, but not too close to, Cray and his ferret [I'm guessing that Hiritus senses no taint on Cray, but feel compelled to correct me if I'm wrong. :) ]. Cray sees a slight young half-elf dressed in kit that looks too big for him...

Speaking for the Pelorites, I think we want to accomplish: survival. And sleeping in a bed. And yes, Gathering Info would be nice, as well. :) But even if we do find out what is going on, will we confront it before we deliver the last two letters? I couldn't imagine so.

What? Oh. Happy Belated Birthday, Fajitas! Congratulations on the anniversary of the Story Hour! Is everybody okay?

Fendric nods his head at Oliver and pockets the gold. As drinks are poured and meals dished out, the Pelorites take theirs and head for the corner where the rest of their company is. Finding seats, they sit down, silently, and tuck into their meals. His back against the wall, Hiritus looks out...

Fendric and Hiritus enter the bar, arriving at the bartender just as Oliver answers him. "I should Send, although I know not if the Radiant Light will Bless my message for such a distance, Brother. Perhaps Anders Peltram or Brother Aramil before reverie?" "We should look at the map to see if...

Meanwhile, back OUTSIDE the walls... Fendric paces around, agitated, but nonetheless looking around vigilantly, as if he expects something to attack the Company of the White Dove while two of its stalwart fighters are in town "making arrangements." Hiritus watches Fendric stew and worry...