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"Well there are airships, the lightning rail and normal wagons and the like we could use, we don't have to leave by sea" Bail says "And I'm sure you'd like airships and the lightning rail. And if we did decide to go by sea then perhaps we could sign on as crew of some kind?"

"Yes it is my friend, trouble is indeed bad" Bail says "Our trouble was so bad that we will probably need to leave Sharn soon, at least that is what we have been counselled to do" Bail says, panic flitting across his eyes as he momentarily looses track of the disguised Mel.

Ery slows the horse down and carefully makes her way to the ogres corpse, after a quick search she remounts and rides to her own horse. Returning to her companions with the two horses she grins "Well that was fun wasn't it? Let's keep going, we might find more of these things to fight"

Cursed stabs again at the corpse "Can we defeat this thing or should we flee?" he yells to his companions with a quick look at the ooze.

"Well then by Bretin's great horned head we will rescue them then" Bahruul swears with a growl.

"Thank you Tondrek but no, I'm not being sour but alert" Bail says to the half-orc with a crooked grin "We ran into some trouble recently and I'm just worried about the girls, there're too many people here for it to be safe to let down my gaurd"

"Nothing, apart from the fact that somewhere roaming around here is a murderer" El says dully, her confidence and bravado knocked about by the grisly events of the past hour.

The elf considers the army and then looks at Alexander "Yes I think your plan has merit but I don't think we should return to camp, I think we should just wait here. Night approaches anyway and in the hours that we wait we may observe something useful"

As the party prepares to leave Bahruul addresses the woman "You say the other two are trapped on the surface? Surface Ellayna did not indicate that. Why do you say so? And, if they are truly trapped as you say, why have you not rescued them?"

Kyle hurries after his companions, his cleaver held awkwardly in his chubby hands. OOC: If he gets the opportunity he'll attack one of the orcs.

Bail, dressed in neat, casual, close fitting clothes of black refrains from drinking and socialising, instead he trys to keep an eye on his girls (as he has come to think of Mel and Rayni (and Sheny)). His Greataxe is strapped securely to his back and his warhammer hangs heavily at his side. The...

"Yes! Onwards Markie, show us what's behind the door"

Standing in front of the torc Bahruul watches the conversation intently, as soon as the party is ready to move on Bahruul moves to the front and leads the way.

There'd be something drastically wrong if I just disappeared for an extended period without saying goodbye to all my good buds around here :D

"I'm afraid I have no more magical power to communicate with those inside than you do" Kel says to Dartis "And I'm afraid I'm not used to this type of warfare" Kel says indicating the swarming mass of the enemy army "But I will do what I can, rest assured. And I'll start by going with the...

El follows Tiberius with heavy, troubled steps.

Apologies, I've been very busy both at home and both works and just got a new laptop which has had me a little distracted.

El shakes her head still exhausted from the long time it toook to track down Puddles "I'll come with you too if you don't mind Tiberius" she says as she looks around the muder scene with distaste. OOC: sorry :(

Wracking his brain Cursed realises that he knows no spells that will help them and so, instead, will have to aid the combat via more physical means. Drawing a deep, shaky breath Cursed takes a step back and mutters the words to a spell, a deep blue nimbus of light enveloping him like some sort...

Stepping inside Bahruul grasps the man's hand "I and my herdmate are Bous" he says indicating Byn "And you have a story that we must here, we've come looking for the priets you see"