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Alric allows a slight grimace to cross his face as he briefly thinks about what kind of pain he might endure if Bannock misses the chisel and brings that hammer down on his hands. Ah well, what's the worst that can happen? A chisel fragment in the cerebellum! Stay close for healing Torrent...

Alric's left eyebrow raises to the point where you think it will pierce his helm as he listens to Hrimr's blathering. Where all this came from and why a dwarf who lives in a cave knows anything about Ragesian arcane devices is apparently beyond him. Regardless, he sees the opportunity to have an...

Rightfully acquired, Alric nearly spits upon these words knowing full well that their acquisition was a form of robbery. Though even its original acquisition was dubious and the fact his very presence, as a Ragesian, a Ragesian exile no less could make this negotiation become heated very...

Alric accepts a cup of wine and a small bit of cheese and nods gratefully to the portly mage. Despite Diogenes' warm hospitality Alric appears somewhat uncomfortable in a mage's domain and his eyes dart around as if he expects some unannounced sorcery will be chaotically and randomly flung at...

Alric eyes Larion with mistrust and loathing. "I trust these Shahalesti none at all. These elves might use the intelligence to not only defeat the Ragesian army but massacre all of Ragesia regardless of the innocence or guilt of the people. That I could NEVER abide." He then turns to regard...

Alric regards the huge open palm extended before him with a hint of surprise. Though a smile creeps across his face and he clasps the meaty wrist firmly and looks into Bannock's face square. "I swear that by no action of mine will this city come to harm." "I know what it means to thirst for...

Alric stares out at the carnage, fire and death that blankets the city that has been his home for the past few years. Undirected fury continues to blacken his face from Larion's insults. Slowly, the fury melts away into what seems to be a sadness locked behind his green eyes, as he realizes its...

Infuriated and embarrassed Alric strides forward at the completion of Larion's impertinence. His face twisted with black anger and saying not a word, he raises a mailed back hand towards Larion and pauses before bringing it down upon his ageless face. Instead he resists the urge to strike the...

Alric stare's at the elf, his jaw clenched and his face ashen with unyielding determination of purpose. His sword is still in hand but for the moment it rests, point down, at his side. "Who are you? What are you here for? Where is Rivereye Badgerface? Answer quickly and don't move a hair or try...

"Sorcery!!!" says Alric as if he is spitting something vile and repulsive from his mouth. His shoulders tense and rise like hackles at the mounting anticipation combat, yet he perceptibly cools for a moment, regains his composure, realizes something is strange about an elf being involved in this...

Alric speaks in a low voice to Torrent, so his voice doesn't carry down the hall. "Blast, the gnome is cracked. Torrent, do you know this password? Without it I doubt we could masquerade as Peppin, yet convincing this gnome of the situation may become tiring and difficult." Sorry for being AWOL...

Alric chuckles bitterly to himself for a moment, savouring the ridiculousness of standing in a besieged city, potentially besieged by huge monsters, trying to save a single woman, by standing beside a burning building with a blanket. If he wasn't terrified for his life, he'd drink to that. He...

Why does the town have to be so damnably obstacle ridden when I have somewhere to go? thinks Alric with a slight sigh. "I suppose you'll want to save her..." he mutter's to Hrimr, Bannock and Torrent, suppressing slight irritation and impatience. "Very well, if we must let's practice haste if we...

Alric, observes the charity towards the civilian with slight impatience. He feels for the man and his family's plight, but is anxious to continue the mission considering the siege going on around him and the frantic mob of people. while the healing is taking place, Alric is continually scanning...

Alric clambers from the burning hulk of the poison apple pub after picking up his provisions on the way out. He's slightly irritated that his good cloak has been singed, but he supposes he'll live. Alric listens quietly to Bannock's bellowing for a moment then lays a hand upon his shoulder with...

Alric thrusts his sword at the thug through the door and then backs further into the pub to I10, knowing full well his movement will leave a momentary opening in his defense for additional attack, but hoping it will draw the thug into the pub further. "I have little time for a whelp as impotent...

"Blast!!! We need to get out of here before the building collapses on our heads!" Irritated slightly by the thug's stubborn refusal to die upon his blade, Alric presses his attack (on the thug in J8)

Alric allows a curse to escape his lips as the debris begins to fall upon him. Realizing flight from this building is the best option he resolves to exit upon the corpse of the man in front of him. Alric thrusts his sword at the thug in J8. If the thug goes down he will attempt a 5ft step into J8.

Alric looks slightly fearful and uncomfortable when Torrent touches him with the glowing hand, but shrugs it off and trains his attention towards the thug through the door. Over the rim of his shield, Alric bears his teeth and gives a vicious feral smile to the thug through the door, giving him...

Hey guys, I'm not going to have internet at home for the next week, and I'll only be able to post sporadically at work. So, I'll post Alric's first move since it might be a day or 2 until I can check the post again. Apologies. Alric moves to the door at J8 (presumably where he left his shield)...