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*Tyralis swings his bow of his shoulder, and rests it comfortably in his offhand, stretching his fingers.* "I expect some wee folk might take offense to our burning - I'm going to keep an eye out for them, so they don't interfere." *He pulls a brace of arrows from his quiver, and sticks them...

IM: No worries from me. Glad you got it worked out - I've had friends go through the "Whoops, I'm moving" thing too, and it sucked.

*Kelthet lets the small one speak their minds, but he watches carefully, prepared to press the case in his own way if needed.*

"Shouldn't be too bad - there's got to be some paths up the cliff. Hopefully we won't find one that's in use...." *Sri heads up with Devlin, looking for good spots to use for cover and hiding - preferably ones that are fairly secure on their own, as well.* OOC Crunch: Hide +8, Spot +4, Rifle...

*Wryy'ethh does his best to focus his mind, but he is undeniably excited about the upcoming trials. A chance to strike back at those that attacked his master....* *Cai is more reserved, simply checking her supplies, and reflecting upon the path that brought her here, and will, hopefully, take...

*Sri nods approvingly at Devlin, and does like wise, checking all his assorted weaponry.* "This seems like my kind of situation, sir. If you want, I can break off from the group a bit before we encounter that object, and provide some long-range sniper support."

*Wryy watches as everyone quickly disperses, and sees that Bud'd clearly wants to speak with the Master alone (with a bit of help from Cai). He turns, and heads to the exit ramp so that he can find a quiet spot near the ship to focus himself and rest before the coming trials.*

*Sri considers.* "Still, if we're in the speeder, there should be a fair amount of protection. And if the ship is in there...."

*Tyralis shrugs.* "Enough of us are armed that I would think we could chop them apart easily enough. But fire might be a safer option. Clearly they were put there to deter entrance. Do the kobolds enter here, though? Do they have a pact with the vines? Or do they have another entrance?"...

Wryy listens carefully. He's still clearly a bit unsure of all the details, but he's been in combat before. He spoke carefully to Cai, making sure Skyka could hear him. Cai nods, and turns to the group. "Wryy'etth and I came here to seek out our master - we were both prepared to fight. We...

I know for Wryy there is a lot of "I don't know these characters" combined with "I have an 8 cha" and me coming in during a huge thread about Aerek and Skyka, which didn't have a lot of wedging. I think we're all picking up now that we've been through things as a group and such like.... It is...

Agreed there. Justin's a great guy to work with. I'll be submitting, I know.

Hmmmm. I wouldn't mind that, actually, assuming no one else is jealous. ;)

I'd like to have an auto-Shyriwook generator. Other than that, excellent. I think the droid battle was my favorite, because we were beat down and scared, but still came out surviving.

*Sri taps his foot impatiently at the speeder, waiting. An objective has been given, and people are just standing about....*

*Kelthet moves unconciously closer to the snail, watching the serpent with wide eyes. Despite his plan to let Leesea speak, words spring unbidden from his mouth.* "There is a corruption in your domain, Great Serpent."

*Sri nods, and snaps a salute.* "Yes, sir." *He then checks all his gear one last time, and moves to stand beside the speeder, ready to move out.*

*Wryy pats Skyka awkwardly on the arm, still feeling quite out of his depth - there are clearly things going on that are beyond his experiences. He grumbles a quick sound to Cai that is most certainly "Good night" and wanders off to find a place where he can curl up and not disturb the others.*

*Sri shrugs.* "Perhaps they can be reasoned with - I'm not getting the impression that these Sand People would be good for much other than wasting a few power packs supressing them. I'm more inclined to start doing a systematic search of this Jundland Waste, and see what turns up there...

Well, between 8:45 Saturday night and 7 am Sunday, Dead Radish doesn't post much. :p I'm not in hiding, I'm here, just lacking the very deep and entrenched subplots that are obviously going on - I didn't think repeating "Wryy nods." over and over was much help. ;)