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Daesaigh Given his particular past as a tree farmer daesaigh decides to rise early on the morrow to slip out to the trees. With my knowledge of trees I might be able to figure out what is wrong. If not, oh well, but I must admit, I am more than interested in this anomaly myself. Daesaigh...

Daesaigh Daesaigh listens to the story but pays close attention to Eadon's body language to see if he acts like he is telling the truth. OOC: Die roll for daesaigh daesaigh rolls 3d6 , getting [3,6,1] = (10)

Right on! Jeremy, I look forward to seeing your pics. I am going to try to get a character sketch done for everyone, as soon as I get a good idea of everyones appearance. That is my favorite part of playing. Also, I wouldn't worry too much about looking like a nerd, I think we all have a...

Daesaigh at the Wick "I shall sir, in hopes that I may hear of your exploits as well." Daesaigh takes a seat and motions a barmaid to fetch him a pale ale. He leans forward slightly to show that he is interested in the story to come, Tossing an occasional, curious, glance to the fae at the...

Hey guys Its me, Christopher. I too work with Mike, Bill and Matt. I have met the lot of you before and am looking forward to getting in on a long term game with you. Matt, I look froward to being a part of you first gaming experience. I think you have gotten off to quite a good start...

Daesaigh at Wicks Daesaigh, now mostly dried from the fire moves toward the table where he sees an unfortunately disfigured man sitting alone. The first thought that enters his mind is that he would never want to find himself on this man's warpath. From the looks of him, he must have seen...

Mike, I typed fa--snoring. What I would have said there was face. You get the reference. Also, how do u hide a text, like a teaser?

Daesaigh Enjoying the witty banter, Daesaigh dries himself by the fire. He says little as the group becomes more relaxed, but thinks to himself... Wouldn't it be nice to belong to a place such as this. After a while he motions to the Mrs. Wick. What do you have in the way of a poor mans...

Deasaigh The door opens with a loud roar, as the rain has caused the old door to swell, letting the sound of thunder reverberate unmuffled in the tavern. A long slinder figure glides through the doorway, displaying a long red sash which is wrapped around the lower half of the travler's face...