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Growling in frustration as his arrow fails to wound the great blue beast, Lorenz takes aim at its head and fires off another shot.

"Never trust an Agent." Spiral's soft voice barely carries to everyone in the room, but his pale blue eyes are full of intensity. He frowns as he stares at the lifeless drone. "If we find this Agent, it's going to be us or him. That's the way it always is. Mark my words." Spiral sighs and...

Ugh! Sorry about my absence, guys. My cable connection here at home has been wonky the last week or so. The cable company promises me that the problem will be sorted out by tomorrow, so hopefully this won't be happening again. Thanks for keeping Lorenz in the fight for me, GoldenEagle. Your...

Welcome to the game, GoldenEagle! Thanks for coming to the rescue and filling in the vacant spot. :)

Turning back to Taklinn and the others, Lorenz motions for everybody to come to the doors. "These doors look clean, fellas. I can't find any sign of any booby traps or anythin. I'm gonna head on in and see what's in there." Hoping his companions will follow, the rogue grips his short sword and...

Lorenz nods at the dwarf's words, a brief grin flashing across his dusky features. "Yeah, let's save the fightin for the beasties who don't like the flute. I learned a long time ago not to go around pickin small fights when you know you're gonna need all your strength for the big fight just...

Spiral nods, suppressing the slight tinge of regret he always feels when it's time to go back. "Right. Bring us out, then. See you when we get there." Spiral collapses the phone and it disappears beneath his sleek leather jacket with a quick flick of his wrist. He turns to the others...

Grinning icily as the primal thrill of combat starts rushing through him, Spiral leaps into the air with impossible speed, two gleaming, razor sharp throwing daggers suddenly appearing in each hand. As his lean form arcs through the air, the daggers flash from his fingertips, leaving momentary...

Lorenz looks at his dwarven companions, thinking for a moment. "Well, I'm thinkin we should head for the doors. It doesn't look like there's too much to get excited about in this chamber. We ain't gonna find a dragon in here, that's for sure." OOC: If the rest of the party is in agreement...

"Hmmm...let's get the lay of the land before we start tangling with anythin down here. I wonder what the far side of this chamber looks like?" Lorenz glances around and then moves straight ahead, trying to illuminate the lower eastern side of the chamber. OOC: Lorenz moves to square K-13

Lorenz stands from the table and slings his backpack over a shoulder with a friendly nod to the ranger and his companion. "I'm thinkin the sooner, the better. Normally I'd wanna wait 'til the mornin, but I figure that crypt is probably the only place in this whole town where I won't be able to...

Lorenz rolls his eyes and leans back in his chair with an exasperated sigh. Running a hand through his hair with obvious frustration, he turns to Jolan. "Look, forget about Dopey here. He ain't right for the job anyway. I don't need anybody taggin along on a dangerous job that's too scared to...

Lorenz stares at Davik with an incredulous look on his face. He seems to be wondering what odd plane of existence spat out the jabbering dwarf before him. Clearing his throat, and leaning in very close to Davik, the rogue says, "Listen, pal, if Jolan here was lookin for a lesson he'd go to the...

Lorenz looks at the dwarf and sighs. "Weren't you listening? The dragon hoard, of course!" The rogue polishes off his ale and extends his hand to the ranger with a wide grin. "I don't know what these fellas think, but you can count me in. Dragon or no dragon, it sure beats sittin around here...

The rogue laughs and lifts his mug in response to the dwarf, an amused expression on his dusky features. "That was me, friend. I don't know what it's like under your mountain or wherever it is you came from, but where I come from buyin drinks for each other is just the friendly thing to do. I...

"A dragon, huh?" Lorenz scratches his beard again as he thinks about what the innkeeper said. Then he takes another swig of his ale and nods to the man behind the bar. "Well, a dragon in a place like this...I don know if interestin is the word I'd use, but it's definitely somethin! Yeah, let's...

Lorenz slides a gold piece across the bar to the innkeep before taking a swig of the ale. "Keep the change. Just fill me up again when I get empty. And when those little fellas over there empty their mugs, tell 'em the next one's on me." The rogue grins, takes another swig of ale and winks at...

This sounds like fun. I'll join up, probably with the agent template, if that's ok? I'll get started on my character tonight. :)

Lorenz the Rogue Lorenz: Male Human Rog5/Ftr2; Medium Humanoid ; HD 5d6 (Rogue), 2d10 (Fighter); hp 46; Init +8; Spd 30; AC 19 (Mithral Shirt, Ring of Protection +1, +4 Dex); Atk +6 base melee, +9 base ranged; +10 (1d6+2+1d6, +1 Sword, short); +10 (1d8, Longbow, Masterwork); +7 (1d4+1, Dagger...

Lorenz glances around the common room, his gaze settling on the three dwarves. Three dwarves, the rogue thinks to himself, in a small human village...now thats not somethin' a man's gonna see everyday. Can't be coincidence, and where there are dwarves there's sure to be trouble, gold, or both...