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The burly warrior, thrusting the prisoner in front of him so the prisoner is unable to see Wulfcyne as he gives a series of silent hand gestures; pointing at Makharat he gives a thumbs up, then pointing to the prisoner's ears and making a 'shush' sign by placing a finger to puckered lips...

Wulfcyne nods approvingly at Nuria's words and moves over to relieve Links of his duty, thanking the 'forged and roughly grasping the prisoner's manacles, tugging the man into following.

ooc; we got these suckas on the ropes!

Smoothly moving out of Terran's path, the Wizard dashes forward and ignores the broken and impaled body of the man he'd just fired at. Skidding to a halt behind the guide, Genithar continues to hold his peace, the grim duty of repelling the attack consuming him.... and he thought to himself...

ooc; unless terran can fly, probably....

ooc; ha ha...'yet' being the operative word there!

I've been toying with the idea of running something, high on the investigation scale.... is there a dearth of new addys?

ooc; well, i vote for denying the dwarf (politely ;) ) and moving on to Sharn.

ooc; mogg, a great idea. call out the intentions, in character, next time?

The Wizard takes a moment to assess the field of combat, attempting to register what race and sex each of the attackers are. Tracking to the nearest unthreatened ambusher, Genithar expertly fires and smoothly reloads. No words are needed, for the group he's with has already exploded into...

Wulfcyne nods once more at the goblinoid healer's words, mentioning, 'Focusin' on gettin' tha papers back be tha best course.'

ooc; and hilarity ensues! let's rock this Mell!

ooc; whoah! nicely done SG! Let's rock this!

The warrior contemplates the words of the three female heroes, but seems to settle upon the Gray Skinned hobgoblin's interjection and moves to stand next to her. Though interested in Nuria's reply to the Valenar, Wulfcyne suggests, 'Mayhap we be askin' tha Kundarak where we kin contact 'im if'n...

ooc; no prob, the plot is being moved along and I'm enjoying the interaction. hope to see everyone posting more in the future!

Genithar HP:7 AC:17 F- R+3 W+4 Mystical syllables fall from Genithar's narrow mouth as he mechanically draws a bolt and fits it to the hunting crossbow already in hand. As the spidery words come to a chreshendo as a dark flash of energy surrounds the Wizard and then disappears. 'Shade'! Get...

Genithar sticks close to young Corran, his oldest companion and friend among the group, enjoying the young man's idiosyncratic world views and counting on his wisdom, armor, and strength to protect the Wizard.

The warrior looks to the White Wizard, no doubt counting on her to be the face of the group's will.

The Warrior stands tall and nods, sizing the Tiefling up and down, growling in a harsh whisper that boded ill, 'Words o' a coward, says I. Yer time be comin', soon.' and storming off to rejoin Links.

The Wizard keeps his crossbow handy, but uncocked, as the group moves out of Stormreach and into the jungle.