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I tend to go with Wendy’s, Chic-Fil-A or KFC Eleven, fast food hamburgers are pretty gross to me, but I’m generally alright with a decent chicken sandwich. I also go to a local taco place that would be considered fast, but they seem attentive to quality (locally sourced natural ingredients...

The Navigator will follow Charity along the East wall. Dropping hope of having the element of surprise, he replies to Robert. “We are along the wall!”

As Diat begins his tirade, Vordahl begins shouting loudly. “Guards! We’re going to need Diat’s corpse removed shortly!” The monster makes increasingly violent threats anticipating the guards getting close enough. He tries to keep the dagger in hand concealed among the manacles. Check = 13

Personally I like the feel of the encounter, it’s nerve-wracking, which it should be :D. With the holidays and being quite busy with work/life/etc., the reduced pace doesn’t bother me a whole lot. I haven’t been with the group long enough to give as in-depth feedback as Aura, but I’m having fun.

9 to Stealth, carry the team GlassEye 16 to Initiative

Vordahl’s breathing slows down as he focuses on the knife. It’ll do. Though he calms the uncomforting fire in his eye remains. He nods to Diat. A suggestion that he has no issue luring them in here, that he wants them in here. He looks to the seditionists before acting.

Skalis Vordahl "The Red Glaive" Human Male 6'7 254 pounds 26 years Physical: An imposing, monstrous man, when unhelmed, his face often remains covered in a mass of long brown hair and a rugged beard. He has his share of battle scars, including a particularly nasty one running the length of his...

Vordahl’s hands tremble as he takes the veil. A familiar urge begins to overtake him. He feels his blood pumping faster as he looks at it. Vordahl hastily grabs for the sword and Removes the instrument of destruction from the cloth. His breathing continues to speed up. A fire lights in...

Listening to Armides, Vordahl seems slightly let down. He let out an approving but obviously disagreeing grunt before seeing the tools peel right from the cloth. He filled with anticipation, and looked once more upon the sword, trying to quell his aggression, but growing impatient hearing a...

Startled by sudden bizarre silence and the attacks by this...thing. The Navigator swings the short sword he acquired from the slain guard wildly at the creature. Attack (1d20-1=1) I didn't think I'd need to bother with damage. ;)

Hearing Shayuri's suspicions, Vordahl took a close look at the veil. Vengeance and blood flashed through his mind. He eyed the blades, he didn't favor them, but he was effective enough with one. He muttered low in a grave tone, "If your suspicions are correct, then we will get out of here, and...

The silence had begun to grate on Vordahl. He welcomed the distraction of Armides speech, even if he did tune out the words after he mentioned magic, having no schooling in the field himself, then he heard the word escape. He thought it was foolish, this place was death, those burned with that...

Vordahl prepared to taunt the guard once more until the laughter came to a dead stop. Coupled with his cell mates going silent, his curiosity was aroused. The brute’s battered, defiant face turned stoic as he focused, trying to determine a cause for this disturbing quietus.

Vordahl glared holes through Blackerly’s head as he entered until being overcome with surprise and curiosity. A visitor in Branderscar? He watches with interest as Armides is led away, as he disappears from view, Vordahl’s wrath returns to him as he looks upon the remaining guards, recognizing...

“There are many that laugh while I am in chains.” Vordahl looks over at Armides to get a better look, a reddened eye nearly held shut by swollen skin. “Yes. I remember you. I was told my intervention wouldn’t be necessary. I remember those eyes; I remember wondering how far out of your skull I...

The Navigator whispers to Charity, “Understood, lead on.” Hearing Corbin’s announcement, he chimes in softly, “It appears our stalwart man of conviction and faith has fled the scene. As a sign, I don’t particularly like that.” Stealth (1d20+2=13)

I've been around, been sick this week though but here now, thanks sub zero wind chill.

Waking, attempting to open his eyes, he hears something, a sound like fuzz turning to a laugh. He finally makes out a voice, and a name. A mountain in the shape of a man, he whips his mangy hair, dried with blood, away from his cut and bruised face. The guards really took it out on him, bound...

Skalis Vordahl, “The Red Glaive”, Lawful Evil Human Fighter, murderer, military traitor