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I guess they removed that with 3.5. I'll delay until the beginning of the next round.

Shafer isn't sure what's going on now, so he waits to see what everyone else is doing. <<>>

Shafer looks to where Carver's arrow flew, scanning for this snake. He begins the arcane gestures and incantations that will allow him to destroy it. <<>>

If Shafer sees the snake he will cast Magic Missile at it. Otherwise he will assume the elf was just trying to distract everyone else and will shoot for a blue bird (using an action point if his result is 17-19).

For the next round, Shafer will call out "Blue" and will spend an action point if his final result is 17 or better.

Shafer doesn't expect to win, so he's planning to play spoiler, which at this point means just shooting at the flock. He will only use an action point if he's hit a 17 (after range penalty, so that it will guarantee a hit).

:cool: Whew, lucky! At least this way, if someone recognizes the bow, the apprentice can't identify him as the guy who took it ;)

"The Crew, huh," Nethidor thinks to himself, "sounds like it could be trouble. Best to not be recognized." The half-elf looks for a deserted corner, steps behind a tent, and a far different half-elven man, wearing the clothing of an experienced adventurer steps out. His rapier is displayed...

"I'm 'fraid they don't share yer opinion of goblins," Jhonas responds. "Well, it's time fer me ta hit the sack. Wanna be rested for the contest tomorrow," Jhonas says with a wink. Jhonas wakes early and says to Carver, "I need ta handle sumptin private this mornin', Carver. I'll catch up...

"I guess when ya live so long ya gotta find sumptin ta do. I'd probly go crazy, too, if everything was 'his ancestor did this' and 'my ancestor did that'. But, I tell ya what, it's fun to watch as long as they ain't fightin' you." Jhonas stands and stretches after sitting through the...

Though he felt that the Warforged was honest and amiable, Jhonas didn't want to reveal overmuch about himself (or Sol) so soon, so he was glad when Carver moved on. "I think someone said there'd be some sort of introductions today. Lets head over ta the central paviliion." Jhonas tosses back...

"Well, hey there Dove. I'm not sure how I'd feel 'bout my weapons talkin' ta me, but it's nice ta have a loyal companion." Almost on cue, a previously unseen toad pokes its head up out of Jhonas' pocket and croaks at him. Oddly, he croaks back at it.

Jhonas momentarily considers following the Elf, but the second voice emanating from Carver intrigues him more. "What's that, Carver? What's that voice?"

"Well, I was fightin' in Karrnath when the Mourning happened. With no home ta go back to or even ta fight for anymore, I didn't know what to do. I needed ta get outta Karrnath, though, so I took Eyre Night from a Karrnathi nobleman and headed south. Eventually I made it here and it seemed as...

Jhonas thanks the stable-boy and tosses him a Sovereign on the way out. He proceeds around the corral to rent a tent, using all his charm <<>> to get the best location still available, preferrably far away from the livestock. Afterward he makes his way to Trader's Row to see what kinds of...

"Probly real interestin'. Well, I'm sure these mighty Elves can handle any problems that goblin and insect can cause. I need to stable Eyre then I'm gonna check out some of the festivities and find a place ta stay. Ya wanna walk with me, Carver?"

Jhonas follows the Elf's gaze to the creature in the sky. "It looks like some kinda insect. I ain't never seen anything like it and I don't think I'd go offerin' it any oats." Jhonas glances around at the three elves nearby and nods in response to the one with all the face paint. He turns...

Jhonas will lead Erye Night past the gate, then delay until Carver enters, so they may continue their conversation.

As is typical of many Changlings, Chen enjoys the finer things in life, so it seemed natural that he would have some good wine. He will be looking to replace it sooner rather than later, too. :)

Jhonas grins and shakes Carver's hand. "Pleasure to meet you Carver, my name's Jhonas Fastwind. Honestly, this is the first Elven wedding I've ever been near. As for customs, don't sweat it. Banderelli's Gnomish, ain't it? You from Zil..." His voice trails off as he notices the impatient...