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Hmm. Nothing. Humans do not build without purpose however. Noticing her friends are walking toward the keep, Corath shrugs slightly and quickly catches up. As Alaric readies and raises his crossbow, Corath looks up. Shing...she deploys her rapier in readiness. Spot check to get a better...

OOC: Spot check: (1d20+1=17)

Corath slowly approaches the strange building. "I do not feel death the same as you." With that statement her only warning, she walks along the perimeter of the building. She runs her hands along the walls obviously feeling for handholds and secret entrances. Search check: (1d20+2=7)

Corath shrugs slightly as the others begin their approach to the building. She deploys her rapier and stays close to Alaric. Her eyes restlessly scan the surroundings. 1d20+1=14 , 1d20+1=16"]1d20+1=16

Thank you for the good wishes on my birthday, gents...even if they were rather tongue-in-cheek. ;) *best cackling and frail old lady voice* Just wait while I get my cane, Sonnies. :) Regarding posting requirements, with help from the Monkey Man, I can probably keep up every two to three...

To Alaric in the Abeil hive: The elven woman smiles slightly as she shimmers and resolves into Corath's familiar form. She changes back. "I'm trying something new." Once the group is on the plateau: Corath surveys the surroundings. "We seem to find more trouble than we can handle when we...

Survey says... I've got the job - pending a background check. :) It's seasonal, and it will give me the experience for other county jobs with similar job duties. I start in October. Thanks for the well wishes. :)

As the others gather, an elven woman wearing leather armor approaches. She glides across the wax floor, red-gold hair flowing behind her. Seeing William up and about, her green eyes brighten and she smiles. "Welcome back, William. We were worried." Corath's voice wobbles a bit on the last...

Corath finds nothing she needs in the abeil hive. Instead, she spends the next few days practicing her newfound abilities. She gathers with the others as the time to continue on toward Silvergard approaches.

Hello, all. Sorry for being "absent" from the discussion. School took a bit to get used to again. :p Anyway, I like the idea of allowing monster races to multiclass out of their racial class into one regular class. I wouldn't want to necessarily see multiclassing everywhere, though. Corath...

Corath blinked at the sudden onslaught of sight and sound. What happened? Where is the Serpent? She turns her head toward the paladin. Seeing William still, Valen's words seem to finally sink in. "I don't know what has happened." She sits, seeming not to notice the wound in her chest. "I...

I wonder...No. Corath pauses a moment, takes several steps, and then leaps to interpose herself between William and the Serpent. "Not if we place you in the vortex first!" Going out on a limb here...hope it works! Wisdom to "Reset Down" (1d20=10)+3=13. According to Monkey, roll isn't...

Corath smiles at the circling snake-woman. "I told you we wouldn't let you succeed." With that, she concentrates for a moment and deploys both rapier-hands for the first time. Her smile turns ugly. "Quickly, William. I'm sure the others worry." Corath has cast Haste on herself and...

Initiative: (1d20+4=6)

You have just sealed our Fates, Serpent. They will destroy me before allowing you near the elven woman...and so will I. Corath struggles to expel the possessing essence. C'mon...WILL SAVE (1d20=13)...Blast it!:erm:

When the DM feels the need to wish the players luck...you know it's bad.

Corath watches in horror knowing there is nothing she can do to stop the serpent from impaling her companion. Will Save Says!... (1d20=9)...Sucks to be me. :p

1d20=17+4 (for Dex...duh)=21

:eek: OH! NO! Images from another time flash through Corath's mind. Clearer than in the past, she remembers being at the command of a rather handsome man pretending to be what he wasn't. His hatred for another, a half-elven woman with golden hair and silver eyes, feeding his ambition. His total...

You expect us to believe you are all you say and more? Why then are you caught in a form that cannot affect the physical? Who beat you...and why? Corath injects her mental tone with as much contempt as possible. She does not question the fact that the mental exercise and the threat to her...