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I believe we were to rescue a woman, not a man. But nitpicky stuff aside, I also don't care much about what point you use for time XP.

Yeah, wrapping up was the consensus. Covaithe simply was swamped with other work, and didn't get around to it yet.

Well, 'm still here. It's just that my games seem to have ground to a halt at the moment. I think covaithe wanted to close up the one we're technically still in (yeah, I know, we're free to leave already)?

Semabin looks on sceptically as Eanos tries to find someone to talk to, and after a short while, also scans the room.

"Well, that depends on the menu, doesn't it?" Semabin replies, thinking back to when a priest of Geoth tried to get him to eat ettercap.

Semabin idly checks whether there is any Sairundani Stormbrew on the menu, not really expecting it. "In any case, I suspect this is not an ideal place to get information on our mission." he continues to whisper.

"Undead? That's odd. I guess some undead enjoy taverns, then." Semabin whispers.

(Spot check (1d20-1=2)) Far too overwhelmed to by the details to filter out anything important, Semabin looks to his companions as if to check whether they think should follow the server's invitation.

Semabin shrugs and enters the building.

Semabin nods. "What are we waiting for, then? Let's see if we can find any pointers there."

(I don't think there's much of a reason to swap, then.) "I'm not sure what passes as a bar around here, but I'd say that's a good idea." Semabin nods, starting to look for one now.

(Pretty sure the potion would have been mine, not that it changes much. We just need to clear up who has to strike off their potion.) "I suppose you could say a katara is a bit like a catlike halfling... or gnome? One of those small people so common here. Well, in Orussus." Semabin kind-of...

"I suppose it is a little bit late to say that I'm getting a bad feeling about this?" Semabin asks, not really expecting an answer. "It seems we can enter unhindered though."

"Humm, that's too bad. If one must wage battle, it is better to know about your foe. Well, with any luck, we won't see them again."

Shhh! It's a secret! (To the best of my knowledge, though, no, he is not.)

"So, does anyone know what those fish creatures were, anyway?"

Semabin nods and, as they go, he searches his backpack for his cure moderate potion to give it to Pendrake. ("Wir gehen". "Gehen wir" is also acceptable - "Let's go".)

I guess we're in agreement. SlagMortar hasn't been only since the end of September, but I don't think he'd answer differently.

(So, there's been a little side talk about adventure-ciding this one in the General Discussion thread. Any ideas or opinions on that?)

"I'd also suggest we move on. I also have a few healing potions available, so I'd suggest you at least carry one."