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ooc: Has Argon returned to the tavern?

"Oof. What was that? That hurt."

Argon: "Man, I'm getting too old for this sh*t." He hides in plain sight (ooc: 19 roll + 64 hide) and goes out the back way, moving silently (ooc: 14 roll + 34 MS) as he does. Argon plans to hit them from behind as soon as he circles around. He looks for a nice tree to climb (posessing good...

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ooc: Wistfully remembering those days... not so old I can't remember them yet. ;)

ooc: Going to Lothar.

OK. ..back to editing..

Just built it using the magic creation rules from DMG/SRD.

"Liathan, can you check this room for traps? I have a bad feeling about this..." says Beleril, blinking his eyes.

Oh. I didn't realize wands were caster-specific. Ok, I'll retrofit that item. Edit: Ok. Tossed off the Glove of Storing to free up cash and the Wand. Added Ring of CLW.

"Damn, just like a bureaucracy. Last minute travel. *Sigh*" He pulls up the Delta.Com website on his laptop and books into the red-eye for SanFran. "God I love Medallion miles," as he upgrades the coach fare to first-class. "Maybe I'll sleep on the plane this time.. yeah, whatever." He then...

Argon makes his way back to the Wanton Mermaid and finds his friends. "Nothing out of the ordinary I could see here in town. Only odd thing was that the tattoo shop had closed early." He wanders over to the bar, "Ale, please, Sieur Michael," he says to the barkeep. After being served he will...

ooc: Anything for Argon? If not, send him to the Tavern.

Beleril: "Oooof. Ouch. *Spffft* What the heck happened? Are the rest of you ok?!"

"Thank you very much for your time, sir. If we are able to resolve the issue with your departed friend's murderer, we will notify you. It is sad that his loss has been overshadowed by the mockery. Could you tell me your friend's name and how far north his Forest is or perhaps sketch a map? Then...

Argon hops off the cart, ties it up, grabs his Haversack and goes around the corner of the tavern. "Be right back" the group hears. As he turns the corner he will hide in plain sight in the shadows and then move silently around the tavern to reconnoiter. He will enlarge his circle until he has...

Argon's leopard stays in the covered part of the cart. "Sasha, please stay in the cart under cover. I will call if I need you otherwise take it easy. A catnap even?" He smiles, then scrubs behind her ears and hugs her. He asks his shadow companions to "keep watch over us. Looks like the group...

ooc: GE, did they see anything?

Also, do you have any "special" gear (A-B storyline specific) that should/could be requisitioned for our budget or gadget purchases?

Re: Languages... Could you help me with a logical choice from these alien languages? Are there some that function as "galactic common" versus ones that are single species specific? Also, I'd like to put French into the mix also. Can come in handy out-country.