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Ars responds to Bazut "I am simply going to proceed to the tower and seek my instrutions there. Perhaps I'll learn what is to become of us trainees."

Ars simply pockets his portion of the funds and nods to Dreylin while walking towards the tower.

After the gnome gets back on the ship and has a chance to dry off, Ars wanders over an asks him "Should we gather people for the meeting that was interupted, or are we just going to finish this violent journey?"

I follow the majority of the group.

Ars takes a 5ft step back while muttering another incantation "I hope those arrows drop you from the sky Knave!" A thin brown ray shoots from Ars's hand towards the enemy caster. OOC: DM, Invisible Castle was down temporarily at the time of this post. So please make the appropriate rolls...

Ars exclaims "This man is obviously more talented then I... while he shapes the arcane energy into a small blue ball, which flies at the enemy caster. Magic Missle (1d4+1=2) 9/9

Boz looks befuddled... I am unsure which is stranger. The lizard, or the lizard wanted to rest with some giants. I can only assume you all know what your are doing. Let's go. 15/78... 2 min later... 39/78

Ars yells "The meeting will be postponed till a later time, please return inside the ship!!" and then moves to the side of the boat the caster was on and also peers over.

Boz looks around, "I guess I don't have much choice seeing as I have no idea where I am. I'm called Boz, at least I think I am. If I see any reason to distrust any of you, I will leave."

Ars looks around, Aw, so much for rereading "Sach'ul's passages on Arcane Theory" again today." and begins to untie his sling from his belt.

Boz straightens himself up. "Regardless of wether you think you are trustworthy or not, doesn't change wether I can trust you or not. I have no idea who any of you are."

Boz staggers around, and looks at the "new"comers, Who are you? Ugh, why does my head hurt so much? weakly leveling his beaten sword at them.

I can't answer your question, just as you couldn't tell my why you didn't die in your sleep last night. Quite the pity, I might add. Boz maintains his readied action.

Boz whispers back "The hells simply don't want me..." After the intimdate, Boz readies an action to Unholy Blight anyone who takes a offensive action agaisnt him.

Boz looks around. Well obviously I can't stop you from taking anything. So help yourself. If my "puny" equipment doesn't cover it, perhaps she should have reconsidered shooting me. If I were you, I'd take what you can and get out of here, I'll be free of these bonds shortly... Boz snarls at...

Boz replies, someone snidely "She ruined my shield and armor, I think were even."

Boz knows he has no chance to escape his bonds, so he bends his neck and groans somewhat loudly, to give the strangers a chance to notice he's awake.

Boz, knowing the situation is grim, curses out loud for not being able to slaughter his demonic opponents. He stops flapping his wings and lets gravity take hold. (falling defensively AC +4 [30]) A few hundread feet from the ground, Boz flips and braces himself behind his large spiked shield...

Boz makes a 30ft circle and swings at one of the beasts yelling Filthy Tanari! Die! Fighting Challange to the one I'm swing at. Fighting Defensively +2 AC (28) Longsword (1d20+12=19, 1d8+9=17)

Boz will repeat his last action two more times, and then on the third round, he'll just try to be alert to an attack. 2 more Cure Mods (4d8+6=23) 78/78