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OOC: Yes, Eolan is going to withdraw out of the building. Can he do a full retreat to his warhorse?

I have to agree with that--good fun and terrible challenge! In a good way, ;) yeah right.

OOC: That we shall, that we shall. IC: At Belisha's command, the knight bows to her superior intellect and wisdom and withdraws as directed.

If the knight knows fear he shows it not. With chin tucked to his chest, Eolan presses his attack. Voicing his rage, the fiery-haired warrior yells, "I shall hold this position, the rest of you flee for higher ground! I doubt that we can best this foul creature!" OOC: This isn't good; we...

Nodding a look of thanks to Hardin, Eolan challenges the creature with a shout, "Begone foul mockery of life!" The knight swings his bastard sword at the creature again.

Sounds good. I can definitely commit to posting 1-2 times daily; however, I do not own the Arcana Unearthed. Is that a show stopper? I have a full complement of 3.0 books and PHB 3.5.

Moving 5 ft forward, the bloodied knight takes a swing with his bastard sword. As he swings, he calls over his shoulder, "This doesn't look good, this foul creature is mightily arrayed and can attack from quite a distance. Beware."

Glancing to Slyfen, Eolan gives him a mailed "thumbs-up" and moves into the room [North, Northeast] and stops. Readying his next action, the knight prepares himself to swing at the creature if it comes within range of his bastard sword.

Eolan motions for silence and looks at his companions; as he looks at them, he slowly scans the surrounding forest. "Something went terribly wrong here, the defenders were clearly overpowered by something or someone," thinks the warrior, "We had best watch our backs"[ . Without words, the...

I'm definitely up for starting low and going with steady/ balanced characters and have no interest in +10 Vorpal Swords of Kill-Everything. This might sound funny, but in all the years I have gamed, I have never played a pure magic-user. If we get something going here (which I hope we do)...

Agreeing with both Slyfen and Hardin, the knight dismounts and quietly instructs his steed to remain here; "Eat and rest, Orlan, but be wary--if you see anything, give us a whinney," quietly instructs the knight. Patting his horse on the head, Eolan feeds him a handful of oats. Looking to his...

Quietly unsheathing his bastard sword, Eolan leans down and whispers to his companions, "I mislike those cliffs there, perfect spot for an archer or ten to rain down some feathered death." Pausing a moment, the knight continues, "I better yet, those sling bullets of the foul fey, eh?" Rest his...

OOC: We can move out as far as I am concerned. Perhaps we can assume that we quietly pay our respects and head back towards Blue Rock Lodge?

Bowing his head in gratitude, the red-haired knight says, "Thank you for this blessed gift, for myself, I gladly accept. Is there anything we can do for you in return?" [After conversation concludes...] Eolan is ready to meet Tanner's wife and learn more of his last day in the village before...

Eolan agrees, laughing he says, "Some days I feel as if this chain shirt of mine is part of my skin. So warm water and a good night's sleep is in order. My thanks to you."

Bowing his head at the wisdom of their words, the red-haired knight controls his disappointment. "Of course, you are right," says Eolan, "But this evil I would banish if I could." Accepting his limits, the warrior lapses into silence.

Considering their words, Eolan asks, "Do you know the cause of these strange undead? Our mission is to capture a thief, but evil of this magnitude overshadows the danger of one lone petty thief." Looking to his companions, the warrior seems to be asking a question, "Shouldn't we help?"

Eolan's grimace softens to a slight grin, then he slaps his leg and lets loose a loud guffaw. "Rabid, indeed, dear brothers!," laughs the red-haired warrior. "A racoon, hmm, not that animal I would have chosen for myself." Smiling, the knight sits down again and enjoys a laugh at his own...

"Grrr, by Heironeous, what have you done to me?" growls Eolan. Through barred fangs he asks "What manner of arcane spellcraft be this?" Looking to his companions, Eolan notices that they too are affected, though in myriad ways. Walking over to Father Colin, the knight points a beclawed hand...

Enjoying himself immensely, Eolan smiles and nods his approval. "Thank you for this fine food and drink," says the knight. Whispering a quick prayer to Heironeous, the red-haired warrior sips his drink, then gulps it down.