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*Darthallys looks as though he's prepared to object to the tease, but then shrugs and looks back to his cleaning rags.* "You are a sentimental fool, Wil. I hope you take care not to become a dead one. I would hate to explain to your giant why I couldn't keep you alive when I meet him in the...

*Darthallys glances over at the Runethane's gesturing and grins toothily.* "Heh, a pair of warriors keeping the tools of thier trade well polished." *His voice is a soft burr against the background of the wind, but carries well enough.* "You are a peculiar sort, Wiletto Restat. My wants...

*Roach wanders away from the Blind Lady, idly thinking over the list of names he was given. Ralph is young...simple. No outside leverage, but his youth should serve as all the leverage one needs. Darvan Earthshaker is a dwarf. They are generally stubborn, difficult to intimidate. Threatening him...

<OOC: Sorry for the delay. Terrible head cold sapping will to post. ;)> Mao issues a stream of curses intermixed with a quick prayer as Two Smiles' bullets rip through the table, showering him with splinters. 'Played it out this far,' thinks the gambler as he cinches up his will. Rather...

*Darthallys paces around the cave, pausing briefly to nudge some broken eggshell with his boot. He doesn't seem entirely comfortable with his surroundings, but doesn't voice complaint at this point.* "I prefer the early watch. Despite the perpetual gloom, I can tell it's too soon for me...

Mao scoots backwards across the polished wood floor, putting a low lying table between him and the gunmen at the door. The mooks upstairs should be able to sort out themselves, but that still leaves the two gents up front causing grief. With Jadefinger already bloodied, the odds need balanced...

Hmmm, gotta go with 43. Just because I like 43.

"Despite the easy access to water, I cannot envision sleeping so close to this river. The noise would drive me mad in short order were I trying to sleep. I say the Sprytes scout a crossing. I've pitons and a hammer should we have to improvise a rope bridge." *Darthallys unslings a water...

Mao groans audibly as he rolls to his feet, left hand moving to grasp his side. No gun, he failed to rescue the girl, and he looked silly doing so. Yes, definately a bad hand thus far. Might as well play it out to the end. "If I only had a gun," Mao laments briefly as he glances around...

Roach - Human Cancer Mage "More than enough rope for a hanging, to be certain. Very well, I can be ... persuasive, within the guidelines you've set for me." *Roach glances about the sybarite filled room, then looks back at Wode, his spittle covered lips quirked into a strange smile,*...

*Darthallys nods at Phaern's suggestion and couches down onto his haunches beside the water, "Seems like a find idea. Indacalis, is this water safe to drink? I must admit that while I relish a good spray of blood, I'm leary of drinking from a river the same color. Also, is everyone properly...

Gymkata Not a terrible movie for it's time period, but the city of lunatics was by far the best part of the flick.

*Roach listens to the creature's offer without comment, even when his own actions are called into question and criticized. His attention, while nominally on the disgusting, drug sotted, wart before him, wanders about the room, drinking in the ambiance of abject escapism and self destructive...

Gren - Human Wolf Warrior Gren sits at the back of one of the wagons, his feet dangling over the edge and Rinaldo curled at the ground beside him. The wolf is grumbling slightly in his sleep, ears twitching as he stalks dream elk and phantasmal rabbits. Gren smiles at his companion as he works...

As Mao dangles over the edge of the balcony, he can't help but remember his grandfather's wisdom. The old man, his body ravaged from a longstanding love of opium leaned close and whispered with foul breath, "For every up, there is a down, child. Never forget that." Not that such...

Bi Jiao Mao AKA 'Kami' The tension about the table is real, palpitable. It hangs heavy in the air, like the harsh layer of cigarette smoke that stains the walls of the dimly lit room. The lights and sounds of Monaco seem a world away, despite being just outside the hotel suite. Here is where...

Mao pats the woman on the side, "My apologies. Now, stay down!" He peeks around the edge of the table and takes a pot shot at one of the goons, only for his gun to click empy. He curses and leaps over the table, unwilling to let the mass try to bring Jadefinger down under a press of bodies...

*Darthallys leans against a handy wall and flaps the sides of his leather coat for a moment, his tongue lolling slightly out the side of his mouth as he catches his breath.* "How, do you think, a thing like that grows, eh? I mean, it's a brilliant scam when it works. Drop off the ceiling and...

Festy... Where are your character's stats? Str, Dex, Con, etc?