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Kneecap Kneecap continues to bash against the barrels, ignoring the spray of blood... Or what he thinks is blood. "Nhf!..." THWACK! "You know-- Huff." THWACK! "This might go faster--Guh" THWACK! "If someone bigger--Arg" THWACK! "And stronger--Gah" THWACK! "Would help!--Neeh" THWACK!

Kneecap Convinced of treachery most horrible, Kneecap believes there are people trapped in those caskets, and the ghost is feeding off their pain. "Blood Eyvind! Blood! Let's bash the caskets open and let's free those poor souls trapped inside!" Kneecap takes a cautious step into the room...

Eve Shadow 1 (S1) will move towards the electrical column in the center of the room and start to tear it apart. Shadow 2 (S2) will move 30' towards 1 (Der Eule). Eve goes incorporeal and starts searching the room for the bomb. (OOC: Spot +3)

Kneecap Kneecap winces as the incorporeal mist wafts above and through him as icy fingers clutch at Dark. Fumbling madly for his handy kneecap-bashing stick, he presses his teeth together to keep them from chattering. Backing up towards the door Kneecap realizes he can't physically harm...

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Taking a cue from Doc smooth, Eve transforms into shadow form. Those near to her see only a thin outline of shadow marking where she is. Drawing her arms up, she summons two shadow creatures in front of her. Now, to take apart some of this monitoring equipment before we bring down the wrath...

Kneecap Kneecap grimaces as he looks up and sees his long, grey gobberish eyebrows lightly singed. Thin wisps of smoke waft upwards from curled, black hairs.

Yep, I sure did! Thanks Uriel!!

Holding back a fear-induced moment of breeches-soiling, Kneecap tries his best to keep his composure as he looses a sling bullet at the freakish thing. Kneecap mutters, but only a squeak escapes his mouth. OOC: +3 Sling (1d3 dmg, X2, 0 lbs, 50ft. range)

Kneecap "Kneecap" Thrillgrog Gobber Male Rog/1 Neutral Good STR: 12 (+1) 6 pts (-2 Gobber) DEX: 17 (+3) 8 pts (+2 Gobber) CON: 14 (+2) 6 pts INT: 14 (+4) 3 pts WIS: 10 (+0) 3 pts CHA: 12 (+1) 6 pts Hit Dice: d6+2 (8 hp) Armor Class: 17 (+3 Dex, +3 Armor, +1 Size) Initiative: +3 Speed: 20...

Kneecap "Jus what I was thinkin'. Sewers. Water beasts. Lepers. Talking Rats. This is the last job I do for that git." Kneecaps ears perk up as his eyes grow wide. "did joo jus hear dat? " Calm, calm... It's the wind, just the wind. With a frown, Kneecap moves to the head of the...

Kneecap Talkin' rats. Freakish sewer dwellers. And the stink! This is the last time I'm taking one of Gleiner's job. All this trouble is certainly not worth what he is paying us. Perhaps I should see Bozz Zog Toot once we crawl out of this festering hole in the ground. As he approaches...

Eve Well, if the brain guy is comfortable with going, then so am I. "Count me in. Ghost and I can probably watch over the boxes while they're being moved across towards the island. Just in case, you know... There's a lot about this reality that I really don't like."

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Eve sours during Lilith's story. "Horrible. Just horrible." "You're right we don't. And we are the only hope for this... reality. Let's do what we set out to do and be thankful our Freedom city is still standing..." Turning to Doc Smooth, Eve asks "Doc, what do you think our...

Yep, MnM does it all with elegance and style. Our group has played MnM pretty much exclusively for the past year. We've tried quite a few different games, from a low-level New Mutants type game to an Ultimate JLA game to a super-gritty Strikeforce Morturai game. No classes. No hit points...

Kneecap Kneecap nervously speaks, his voice cracking under the stress "Ah, you see... er... miss... Your highness. We're looking for a particular Witch-of-whom-we-cannot-speak. Not knowing the etiquette of your -- um -- establishment here we did not know if you were in league with her or not...

Kneecap "The rats Gavyn... Talk to the Rats and ye be talking to the Quenn of these... err.. um... Yeah, go on, talk to them!"

Kneecap Kneecap falls silent and lets Gavyn do the talking. Kindess... Sincerity... Feh. Let's just remember to make sure these dodgy folk don't lead us into a trap-- Kneecap's eyes dart around the room at the encroaching vermin. For a brief flash, he tenses. A trap!? Be this the...

Kneecap draws a menacing grimace. "Devilspawn? Now, that's not nice... Perhaps if you give us the information we seek, Eyvind might leave your legs intact. Tell us what we want to know and we'll be on our way. Where. Is. Nekira?"