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Thank you for the feedback :D. I have added a few more things..check the first post for changes. Thx, plz give more feedback so that i can change things around.

Here are some newer ideas i've had about the Drunken Boxer...they aren't very refines, im just running them by you all to see what you think. Also, they definately need to be revised and some help with that is welcomed as well. :D thx. Spew Alcohol The Drunken Boxer Can Spit Alcohol into the...

"True enough." Agrees Munchin gazing around the room,"Though things seem to be slow, I almost wish for a little trouble." Chuckling at the thought.

"Wizarding is beyond my knowledge as well. Actually, I have no skills whatsoever in the arts where magic is conserned. Instead, I devoted my time to honing my body and spirit instead." Munchin replies as he indicates his Monk garbs. "I am a former Monk of St. Augustine Monestary. This happens to...

Munchin jumps slightly and his vision snaps back into focus. "Oh, my apologies. I seemed to have been reflecting on the past of late." He replies sadly. "And this," indicating the clay jug as he rose it slightly. "is a recently acquired habit, one of which I am trying to break. Alas, it seems to...

Could I get get some feedback plz :D. I would like to know how you all feel so far. Suggestions are always welcome. I made a few more changes as well.

"Then indeed I have had too much to drink. I offer my apologies for my current state and for any troubles I have caused you. I assure you that it is not my intent to offend you in any way. I was not always like this..." Munchin trails off, looking to the past; not for the first time and...

Caught off gaurd once again by the strange cat-like creature having a dog compainion Munchin once again inspects his clay jug in a perplexed way. "I-uh...I just got here, so other than my little tumbling act earlier i know nothing of the goings on." He stammers in response still a bit shaken...

Blinking several times in wonderment at the newcomer Munchin decides to take out his clay jug. He inspects it closely, and even shakes it a little to check the amount of liguid contained "Hmmm, I must have had more than I thought. Munchin says aloud, more to himself than anyone in particular...

After sitting for a good few minutes collecting his thoughts, Munchin decides the time is right to rejoin civilization and sit at a table rather than on the floor at the bar. Pulling his feet underneath himself, he rocks forward slightly and stands and he places a hand on the bar top. "Thank you...

"Let's move back towards the others" Krit whispers to Elise "Strength in numbers" He notches an arrow onto the string of his bow and backs slowly towards the camp, squinting through the darkness to try and catch a glimpse of the intruders.

"Good Morning" Greets Munchin from the floor.

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Krit places his clay jug into his backpack and mutters to himself "I really need to control myself" clearly disappointed in himself.

Is there still room for level 1 characters. If so Munchin would like to join.

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Munchin holds up his clay jug, "I'm fine thanks, I think I'll sit here for a bit though. Less dangerous and all."

The door to the RDI bangs open loudly as a short bald monk steps through, stumbling over the threshold. After regaining his blanace, the monk stares back at the threshold in complete confusion for a few seconds, then proceeds toward the bar. After reaching the bar he addresses Joe. "Your doorway...

Munchin --approved Name: Munchin Class: Monk 1 Race: Human Size: Medium Gender: Male Alignment: Lawful Good Deity: None Str: 16 +3 [10pt] Dex: 16 +3 [10pt] Con: 8 -1 [0pt] Int: 8 -1 [0pt] Wis: 16 +3 [10pt] Cha: 8 -1 [0pt] Level: 1 XP: 0 HP: 7 BAB: 0 Grapple: +3...

Yea i know :( its gonna be a long working progress lol.