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With the wagons stop Log smoothly and quicklys ties the horses up swings down from his percka and appears next to uiim. "Want me to go see what I can find?"

Log's eyes flash up from their seemingly deep swim in the pool of thought and looks at uiim. He stands quickly and leans against what is ever nearist with the dagger shealthed under his clothes. Before Uiim gets his first lines out. He is alert and ready for anything now it seems.

With his humor lost on everyone log just sits in a corner. A sense of though and loss seems to be around him. He just stares blankly into space as he twirls a dagger around his fingers and hands slowly. Though he seems deep in though he gladly offers to take the first watch.

Seeing Uiim's trying to cheer everyone up. Log pastes a smile onto his face and thens starts to go around making jokes and bashing on almost everyone because they didn't say anything about his great meal. Never leaving some one until they smiled at least a quick smile and even then returning to...

OH me I'm here sorry for being late but I see you have enough faith in me to know I'm still playing.

With uiims word log swings onto his carraige with nothing in his hands but his reins and with a quick look around he follows uimm out in the same palce he was before in the pecking order.

Log pulls up behind uiims charage if it stops and immediately arms his crossbow then quickly hides it back into the hold of his clothes and awaits orders.

Milo seeing that he has a clear line of sight out of their drives on hard and fast. He loads his crossbow if he can and hides it away again.

Uhm not to be rude or anything but would you be interested in running 4 players? I don't know if I have the qualties I am normally a dnd player and haven't played a d20 before but I would really like to. but if you can't fit me in I'll understand.

So much information and families it hurts my brain to read it all.

Logeanisty A. Logfellar, CG Hafling Rogue level 1; ECL #; small and humanoid; HD d6 (6 hp); Init 10; Speed 20 feet; AC 17 (+4 Dex, +2 Armor, +0 Shield, +1 other), flatfooted 13, touch 15, ACP #, Spell Failure 0; Bab +#, Grapple +#; Atk melee (1d3+2, critical 19-20 x2, dagger) or ranged (1d3+6...

With his bolt spent he rides fast and hard trying to load his crossbow as soon as he can always looking for a target to clear so that others can get away or that he can get through.

Oh sure blame everyone else but yourself

Hey your the one that suggested the hustle lol

So the Humo aren't actually mad at use but they are just mad we don't know how to do the hustle and they are trying to stop us from leaving so that they can teach us?

what is this hustle you speak of I have no such word in my vocabulary.

Yeah I'm green horray for me. Anyway I guess those shockers are faster than we thought.

Log-a-log drives on with his carriage continuing to follow uiim as best he can glance from side to side to see if any get within 30 feet of him. DM:

oh oh oh me!!