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"Take them down quick, agreed. We don't want to give them an opportunity to escape. Though I can't see if they have archers or not. We should be careful not to approach without cover."

Though the distance is far for Alrics eyes, he attempts to see what the goblins are armed with, should their arms be visible.

Trusting in Kirio's words Alric frantically attempts to think of a way to hurt the spectre, distract it, confuse it, anything. His eyes settle upon the statue the spectre emerged from and in a frantic moment of desperation, not even knowing what he hopes to accomplish, he runs over to it...

Sorry guys, in a bit of a flurry of activity in real life right now. Can't put too much attention to the posts right now so I'll just make a generic maneuver without much thought. I should be able to catch up later on today. Alric double moves to J14, though he is unsure what he's going to do...

Alric frowns bitterly as he now notices the beginnings of rust developing on his armor. He makes a mental note to scour it well upon returning to Seaquen. "Damn swamp... Save your breath to warm yourself Arnir. It seems Hrimr would rather leave pea-brained avians to piteous self-indulgent...

"Been through enough?" mutters Alric to himself with a smile. "Methinks it hasn't been through enough until it's been potted and braised in Sindairish brandy and Ragesian fire spice... tis just a bird."

Alric shakes his head in disbelief of Hrimr's brash bumbling. Seeing as waiting for Kirio to stealthily scout ahead is no longer required, he marches forward in behind subtle-as-a-sledgehammer Hrimr into the druids home. As he enters Alric carefully makes sure none of the strangely wrought...

Alric hangs back waiting for Kirio to call them forward once finished scouting ahead. He sees little reason to allow the constant clanking, chinking and rustling of his armour to give away their presence to any potential ambushers. Instead he readies his shield and allows his right hand to rest...

Alric, with lack of anything better to do in the meantime, helps Bannock setup his mocked up forge. He then sets up a neat and tidy abode in one of the back bedrooms on the second floor. Though he's used to rather austere sleeping surfaces, he decides that he will go out and look for linens to...

"No more questions Master Kiernan. I believe I understand what is required." Alric nods his head leaves Kiernan and Simeon to their duties. To Kirio: "I have some errands to run, though if you need a sword to handle this 'egg-thief' seek me out." Alric spends the rest of the day looking...

Alric fidgets with his sword hilt, becoming increasingly frustrated by the exchange of information between Simeon, Kirio and Lars. "Dreams and history past is a far cry from finding the path of action. I am dissappointed that this is all we can glean of our enemies' goals thus far. Though, we...

Alric patiently and eagerly awaits Kiernan's response to Kirio's query of lodging and monetary recompense. Once the question is answered he asks others on his mind: "Both these items sound as if they are extremely valuable to your cause, if not essential. Not speaking for all of us, I would be...

"Indeed, I feel the same as Kirio in terms of reward. Consider us mostly self-interested in this particular enterprise," Alric says with a wolfish smile. "And considering no ships will be leaving Seaquen for the moment, I do have a particular need to be busying myself." Alric grinds his teeth...

Alric bears his teeth in a wry, wolfish grin despite that he is inwardly disgusted by the state of affairs and availability of allies. He whispers distractedly to Kirio, now approaching uncaring of the outcome of the situation: "Fools. Don't they see that unless they unite, handing over...

Alric reels slightly at the amount of conflicting opinions and interests of the delegates. He then sighs and feels somewhat relieved with Simeons even-handed, practical approach focused on mounting the war effort. If it weren't for Simeon's leadership, Alric would be on the next ship going...

Alric rises beside Kirio, resplendent in his well polished banded mail armor, shield strapped upon his back and blades hanging at his side. As he patiently waits for Kirio to finish speaking he reigns in his impatience of Lorb's craven griping. "Magister Lorb, war is upon you, whether you...

Alric salutes the officer stiffly and nods in approval that he will see Xavious tomorrow. On his way out his dissappointment of the poorly performing recruits turns to disgust. He then turns, faces the rag-tag group of "soldiers" and takes in a good lung-full of air. "Is THIS what you all...

"Hm, much to think about. And time until the council meeting on the morrow." Alric checks his sword for a moment, as if paranoid it might have dissappeared in the past few moments. "I'm curious about this dwarf commander and his raising of an army for Seaquen. I will seek him out to pass the...

Alric ponders Lee's words carefully as he speaks. The Ragesian strategy is not sitting well with him. Musing more to himself, but out loud as if speaking to the party: "Leska may not be the brilliant military tactician Coaltongue was, but she has some of the greatest commanders Ragesian has to...

Alric smiles upon reaching the urban center of Seaquen. The witch infested swamps was definitely more than even his soldier hardened sensibilities could bear. Upon finding the market, the first thing he does is find a buyer for the rather heavy set of masterwork breastplate (presumably pulls in...